The cannon fodder princess wants to do something again

Chapter 20 She is a piece of fat

"Several major forces are staring at him, so it's no wonder that his crown prince is sitting securely. Don't worry, Lord, within a year, Lord will be able to return to the Southern Chu Palace and take back everything that belonged to him!" Chu Yun spoke loudly.

"Don't worry, take your time. It won't be too late for us to return to Southern Chu after the dust of Northern Qin's throne has settled. I hope Chu Shiyu can persist for a little longer. When I go back, I will personally drag him down as the crown prince!" A cold smile appeared on Qiu Shisan's lips, with a bone-biting killing intent.

Chu Yun didn't dare to look directly at him, and lowered his eyes to express the doubts in his heart: "Master, don't you want to return to Nanchu as soon as possible? Why did you change your mind?"

Could it be Han Shu, that demon girl, doing the weird thing again?
"Chu Yun, you talk more and more." Qiu Shisan's voice was unhurried, but it made Chu Yun's forehead sweat.

He immediately knelt down on one knee, and said sincerely and fearfully: "I dare not, I know my mistake!"

"If you know you're wrong, kneel in the south courtyard overnight!"

Qiu Shisan's voice gradually faded away, and Chu Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he just knelt down for a whole night and didn't take half of his life because of his master's kindness.It's just that he still couldn't understand why the master who wanted to kill back to the Nanchu Palace suddenly changed. Is there anything more important than being the emperor of Nanchu?
After kneeling all night, Chu Yun still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

When it was daylight, Chu Yun still straightened his back, knelt on the spot and remained motionless.

"It's getting late, step back, and don't let the people in the south courtyard see you." Qiu Shisan walked up to Chu Yun with graceful steps, and pursed her thin lips lightly.

Chu Yun got up as he said, "This subordinate will leave!"

He was a little surprised when he saw the bloodshot eyes of Qiu Shisan.But this time he didn't dare to talk too much, he saluted Qiu Shisan and left.

As for Han Shu, he slept until the sun was high before getting up.

She wobbled to the flowerbed, and when she saw Qiu Shisan, who was watering the flowers with her back turned, her eyes lit up, and she ran behind Qiu Shisan, smiling brightly, "San Shisan, what else do you do besides watering and weeding?" Will you do other things? Don't you think it's boring to follow these flowers and plants all day long?"

"Miss sleeps until the sun is three poles every day, is it boring?" Qiu Shisan asked quietly.

Hearing this, Han Shu squatted beside Qiu Shisan, staring straight at Qiu Shisan's profile.It belonged to Qiu Shisan's alluring face, that's right.He couldn't utter a few words in a day on weekdays, but this person would actually sing against her today?
After a quarter of an hour, Qiu Shisan turned to look at Han Shu: "Have you seen enough?"

The woman stared at his face for a full quarter of an hour, not knowing what she was looking at.

"I can't get enough of it in a lifetime." Han Shuyu stood up, and being with Qiu Shisan was really boring.

Her good days in the south courtyard are coming to an end, right?After all, she is still the princess of Nanyang, she is a piece of fat, Qin Huai will not let her go easily, and Qin Zhuiyue is unlikely to let her go...

Just when she was in a daze, Xiaocao hurried to her, and said in a low voice: "Miss, the green shirt is here, and I brought a few concubines of the prince. It seems that the visitors are not friendly, and the lady needs to be careful." .”

Seeing that Xiaocao was nervous, Han Shu lightly pinched her small face and said, "What are you afraid of? If you want to come, you can't avoid it. Let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw several brightly dressed beauties coming together.She had seen these few last time on the day she had just crossed over, and the beauties at the head were still all charming green shirts.

(End of this chapter)