The fake daughter is a little lucky star (MTL)

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

    Seeing Mo Cang looking at her, Zhuang Shiyan smiled and said that she was too tired to go shopping with His Royal Highness today, and wanted to go back to the palace to rest early.

    Mo Cang smiled and said yes, he personally sent Zhuang Shiyan into the palace, and did not go any further at the intersection of the harem.

    Zhuang Shiyan took Mo Cang's hand and said several times that she would come to pick her up early after noon tomorrow. After receiving repeated assurances from Mo Cang, she turned around and left reluctantly.

    Zhuang Shiyan didn't go back to the Youran Palace, but hurriedly ran to the Prince's East Palace. As soon as she entered the door, she left Yuzhen and Feixue in the outer hall and rushed in.

    "It's still early, I thought you'd have to get tired of it before coming back at night." Feng Jinyu was drinking tea on the couch when he saw Zhuang Shiyan running in, and said with a smile.     Zhuang Shiyan didn't speak with a straight face, looked

    at Feng Jinyu for a while, then raised her foot and walked in front of him.

Seeing Princess Ruoyang's crazy and rude behavior, Ender looked stunned, and subconsciously wanted to go up and pull her away.

    But as soon as he lifted his foot and took two steps, he saw that His Royal Highness's expression only changed slightly, and Princess Anyang was making a fool of himself, and he glanced at him lightly.

    When Ender received the look from His Royal Highness that told him not to meddle in his own business, he immediately lowered his head with interest, beckoned to the two eunuchs in the palace, and withdrew together with the two who were also pretending to be deaf and mute.

    Feng Jinyu let Zhuang Shiyan mess around for a while, and said with a look of disgust: "It's almost done." But

    Zhuang Shiyan didn't hear it at all, she should still be stingy, she should be called: "Xiao Gu, you are Xiao Gu. Is it?"

    His face hurt, Feng Jinyu hissed, his face darkened instantly. Raising his hand, he clapped Zhuang Shiyan's hand away, and scolded coldly, "Zhuang Shiyan, take your paw away. Also, don't call me by your stupid dog's name."

    Zhuang Shiyan saw Feng Jinyu's face full of disgust, and her tone of impatience in every possible way, she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and sat on the couch, and said repeatedly: "Scared me! Scared me! It's okay, it's okay."

    Feng Jinyu stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, which was so painful, and said inexplicably, "What kind of wind do you smoke well, how strong your hands are, don't you have any points in your heart?"

    Zhuang Shiyan Looking at Feng Jinyu, only then did he realize that His Royal Highness's white and tender boyish face had been reddened several times by her pinching and digging. With a slap on the forehead, he forgot that the prince's brother's face was not cut by Brother Mo Cang.

    Zhuang Shiyan felt a little embarrassed in her heart, smiled hurriedly, and reached out her hand to rub him: "Well, brother prince, I'm really sorry, I'm not afraid that someone will pretend to be you, but I'm in a hurry. You can't completely blame me for this, you can't help rubbing your face right now."

    Besides, she had been digging Brother Mo Cang for so long, and Brother Mo Cang didn't say it hurt. Sure enough, being a prince is squeamish.

    Feng Jinyu clapped Zhuang Shiyan's hand away, sat up and asked, "Why are you pretending to be me, let's hear it."