Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

Let this world make way for your deviations.

Yan Qiu's eyelashes drooped slightly, looking at the person in his arms, his eyes dark and obscure, and after a while he suffocated a sentence, "You...it's really a big talk."

He smirked, "but suddenly I like you a little bit."

Even if those words lied to him, it made him very happy.

"Then kiss more?" Shi Sheng immediately climbed up the pole.

Yan Qiu pushed her away and pulled off her messy clothes. "Thinking about the beauty, I will not care about the behavior you just committed. I will go to buy a lotus cake for a while to atone."

Shi Sheng frowned, "My dear lord, it's past noon now. Will it be sold out? Would I go to grab it for you?"

God must grab it!

The shop is only open in the morning, and it usually sells out before ten o'clock in the morning. Now she can't even buy it at a high price?

Yan Qiu glanced at her, "I am in a bad mood and want to eat."

Shi Sheng: "..."

In Yan Qiu's tone, he unknowingly took a little soft breath. Shi Sheng looked at him twice, lifted the curtain, and got off the car directly.

After she went down, Yan Qiu sighed heavily in his heart, and his heartbeat suppressed by him jumped up again.

He was really not sure if she would stay any longer, whether he would let her see something strange.

"His Royal Highness, where is she going?" Xuan Chen's voice rang out from the outside. "Would you like to send someone to follow?"

Yan Qiu stabilized his breath, "No."

...

Shi Sheng returned to the Seventh Prince's Mansion with the freshly made golden lotus cake.

Yan Qiu was standing in the pavilion where he was raising crocodiles. He stood at the stone table and practiced writing. Before every time he saw him, he was lazy.

Shi Sheng leaned up to see what he had written, and the characters of Yan Fei and Feng Fei were displayed on the white rice paper, and there was another word that was blocked by his hand and could not be seen clearly.

Yan Qiu closed the pen before she came over, lifted the rice paper, blocked the words on the rice paper, and then extended her hand towards Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng twitched at the corner of his mouth and handed over the lotus cake.

Yan Qiu took the cake and lay back on the rocking chair, squeezing it into his mouth piece by piece. The fragrant flavor was filled with air. He seemed to enjoy the taste, his eyes squinted slightly, his face full of appetite.

Shi Sheng looked at him against the table, her thoughts flying randomly, and she had to consider how to rebel faster now.

Shi Sheng's lips suddenly cooled, and the savory flavor just now was better. She withdrew her scattered thoughts and looked down at the pastry delivered to her mouth.

The pastry owner is a little impatient, "open your mouth."

Shi Sheng opened his mouth, Yan Qiu rudely stuffed it in, and forcibly explained, "Food can't be wasted, I can't give it to you. Don't think about it."

Shi Sheng swallowed the pastry, which was soft and full-bodied, and it was delicious. No wonder he liked it so much.

Shi Sheng licked the corner of his mouth, and there was a full smile in his eyes, "Your Highness, have you heard that there is no silver three hundred two here."

"No." Yan Qiu denied without hesitation.

"puff……"

"What's laughing?" Yan Qiu stared angrily, "Don't laugh."

What's so funny, hum!

"Can't help it." Shi Sheng's smile widened, and it looked really cute just now.

"I said no laugh! I laughed and threw you down to feed Tianshu!" Yan Qiu's voice increased, "I tell you, don't be arrogant."

Shi Sheng: "..."

Who is so arrogant and arrogant?!

You say shameless, shameless!!

Yan Qiu was finally angry and left with anger.

Shi Sheng reached out his hand and unfolded the rice paper he had blocked. The word next to the word Yan immediately became clear. It was one-kill.

If it is an ordinary person, he should use kill, but he used kill... and there is a Yan character...

Shi Sheng narrowed his eyes, and his previous conjectures were proved.

It is said that the emperor favors the seven princes, but Shi Sheng feels that the emperor is pushing him to the wind and waves, so that everyone's attention is on him.

Shi Sheng turned the rice paper over again, covering his chin with his fingertips.

I have to find a way...

...

The Seventh Prince's Mansion was calm, but outside was not peaceful.

Princess Ning Huan’s wedding was assassinated again, and Xia Guolai’s mission directly blown hair. Once when he entered the city, it is now again. Is this embarrassing Xia Guo or showing Yan Guo’s incompetence?

The mission strongly asked the emperor to give a statement, but they did not dare to go too far. After all, Princess Ning Huan had already finished the ceremony with the nineth prince.

And Yan Qiu's behavior at the wedding was too arrogant, Yan Luan also directly sue the assassin Shi Sheng.

In order to protect Yanqiu, the emperor sent people to Fufu to let him hand over Shi Sheng.

Yan Qiu said arrogantly that there was no such person in the house, and no one outside could take him. They could not break into the seven princes' houses. In case the seven princes went to Sheng Shang to complain, their heads would have to move.

"Your Highness is just a servant. You hand it over first. After a few days, Your Majesty will find a few more for you. Now that the matter is in trouble, Your Majesty is very embarrassed. Don't embarrass Your Majesty." Persuaded Yan Qiu.

"Grandpa, there is no such person in the house. Where do you ask me to find someone for you?" Yan Qiu looked lazy.

"Your Highness..." Grandpa Yue continued to persuade, "So many people watched that day. Do you deny that this is not a joke?"

"I said no, there is no." Yan Qiuhui glanced at Grand Duke Yue, "If Grand Duke Yue is fine, please come back."

Grand Duke Yue: "..." He hasn't finished talking about this matter, why is it all right!

"Your Highness..."

Yan Qiu interrupted him, "Hang the dust, throw him out."

Grand Duke Yue was thrown out of the Seventh Prince's Mansion. He wiped his sweat and looked at the plaque above his head. The people in the palace were most afraid of dealing with this man. They wouldn't have any way to take him for anything he didn't admit.

Because Yan Qiu didn't admit it, His Majesty could only find a way by himself, found someone who pretended to be Shi Sheng, and gave Yan Luan the job.

Yan Luan was almost mad when he heard the news.

Is the emperor coaxing her as a three-year-old?The eccentricity was too far, and Yan Luan had a strong resentment against the emperor for the first time.

He Yanqiu is his son, is she not?

"Why, who made you so angry?" A bright figure from the door came in, looking at the mess on the ground, Liu Mei's pick, and a faint expression on his brilliant face.

Yan Luan glanced at him, "Princess Ning Huan, are you watching my joke?"

"Don't dare, you are your highness." Princess Ning Huan said so, but there was not much respect in that tone.

"Ninghuan son!" Yan Luan gritted his teeth, calling him word by word. The difference between the words meant two things.

Ning Huan smiled slightly, his voice soft, but full of threats, "His Royal Highness, be careful of the ears next to the wall. I was heard. It is not me who is unlucky. If I have an accident, I will definitely pull you together."

Yan Luan snorted, "What are you doing with me?"

"You are my husband, can't I find you if you're fine?"