Escaped Consort: Hubby, Don't Chase Me

"What?" This is also called begging. " Yao Sisi was like a frosted eggplant, telling herself that there was no hope for her.

The Prime Minister's father looked at Yao Sisi's depressed face and could not bear to see her in such a state. He lovingly caressed her hair and said, "Fine, let's not talk about this next time. Tell me what it is?"

"Really?" Seeing the Prime Minister's father nod, Yao Sisi excitedly grabbed the Prime Minister's arm, jumping up and down. She could not be blamed for this, as she thought of the white flowers and the golden silver flowers. Father, it's not a big deal. It's just that I want to borrow your ice cube, so I promise to return it to you when I earn some money. "

The Prime Minister frowned in confusion. She had just sold some extra ice a few days ago, why did she suddenly think of borrowing ice, and it was also related to earning money. Could it be that the Prime Minister's father was shocked, looked at Yao Sisi seriously and said, "Didn't the Ice Pavilion already say that you weren't allowed to auction off ice anymore? Why are you disobedient now?"

"Aiyo, that's not it. "Father, I want some ice cubes to teach those beggars how to make some cool and summery fruits to sell outside so they can support themselves and not cause any pressure in the capital. Father, you agree, right?" She seemed to be afraid that the Prime Minister's father would stubbornly refuse, so she told him the truth, imploring him with sincerity. She did not believe that the Prime Minister's father could endure her tender assault. As expected, the Prime Minister agreed after a few words.

"Daddy, you're too great! Hehe, the best is still mother."

At this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open with a "peng" sound. Yao ShiChang and Yao Jiajia rushed into the room and blurted out, "Dad, please spare little sister this once."

The other three people in the room looked at each other and burst into laughter. Yao Shichang and Yao Jiajia felt that something was strange and looked at each other foolishly.

The maid, Wan'er, walked in and said, "Madam, the doctor is here." Yao Sisi said to Wan'er, "Call the doctor back. I'm fine." With that, she slipped away like a wisp of smoke. If she continued to stay here, she would really be condemned to death by her nominal elder brother and elder sister.

At night, the stars suddenly appeared. His eyes were fixed on the magnificent courtyard wall. He looked inside, and he could smell a faint fragrance wafting from the mountain and the water around it. "Huu." "In the northeast corner of the courtyard, a room was lit.

The room was elegantly decorated. If one looked carefully, this room should have been used as a study. There were a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. On the left side of the paintings, there was a signature: Wandering Fan. When he shifted his gaze down a bit, he could see rows and rows of bookshelves placed on the left side of the table. On the right side of the table, Zuo Rulan Fan was quietly drawing a lifespan map, calculating that the beginning of next month was the birthday of his mother, and even though there was still half a month left, it would not be easy to draw a good lifespan map.

He was dressed in white today, and his facial features were still the same. He was handsome and cold, but his eyes were filled with annoyance. He picked up the painting that was almost finished, twisted it into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"Dammit, why can't I calm down?"

Zuo Rulan looked at the pile of spent paper on the ground and felt a burst of anger in her heart. Since when was he unable to concentrate? His hand couldn't help but tighten as he forced himself to endure the atrocity of wanting to smash the table. After a long while, he finally swallowed his anger and shouted towards the door, "Bi, come in."

The door was pushed open and a seven or eight-year-old man in black clothing was seen. Although he couldn't see his face clearly under the black cloth, just from the cold look in his eyes, one could tell that he was definitely not a child. Bi Rao bowed to Zuo Ruping and asked, "Master, what can I do for you?"

Zuo Rulan Fan asked coldly, "What has that woman been up to recently?"

A slight ripple appeared in Bi Bi's eyes. However, the meticulous Zuo Rulan Fan noticed it. It was an expression of disgust. This discovery made Zuo Ruping even more certain that Yao Sisi must have made a big joke. Otherwise, the usually calm Bi would not act like this. She only looked at him without saying a word.

Bi Bi without hesitation, she began to narrate the events of the day, "Tonight, Miss Yao carried her skirt with her as she walked out the back door of the Prime Minister's Estate."

"Damned woman, how could she be so shameless." After hearing Bi's reply, in a fit of anger, Zuo Wanfan slammed his fist heavily into the table. His beautiful nails dug into his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He only felt as if his entire lungs were about to explode from anger.

"Mistress, should I go down and take care of her?" A thick killing intent flashed in Bi You's eyes. He thought that since he was seven or eight years old, he had never grown any taller, and his parents despised him for abandoning him. If it wasn't for Master still living a life worse than pigs and dogs, so he wanted to use his life to protect his master, he was willing to be a gang leader forever to solve troubles.

Zuo Ran Fan looked at Bi'er for a bit before shifting his gaze away. He stood up and said coldly, "You can't get close to her. Royal brother had already arranged for people to protect her, not to mention the close protection of the person beside Mo Yuying."

Bi'er looked at Zuo Ruping in shock. "Mistress, you already know about it?" It was not a question, but a very definite one. Only, Bi'er didn't know how her mistress knew. These few days, she had only gone to the palace to pay respects to the empress dowager before refusing to leave. Where did this news come from?

Zuo Ruping seemed to have seen through Bi'er's thoughts. She got up and walked to the door and opened it. She stopped and said with her back still facing Bi, "Your majesty, you said it." After saying that, he walked out of the room and headed in the direction of the bedroom.

Bi Bi looked at the departing back of Zuo Lifan with a wave of gratitude in her heart. Her master was concerned about her and did not wish for him to do something so fearless. However, because of this, he had to give it a try. Even if he died, he would not regret it.

Bang! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The book was split into a dozen or so pieces. The items on the table were all broken into pieces, and some were even dirty as they tumbled down. Bi just watched as if nothing had happened, and he knew in his heart that this was his master's hatred. He took one last look at the mess, neither sad nor happy, and walked out of the room.

After that, a few maidservants came in to clean up the things on the floor, and before long, a few servants came over with a new table and a new set of books, and they also rearranged the four treasures of the study. If it wasn't for the corner of the wall still not wiping away the ink, they would probably believe that the disorderly side of the room was just a dream.

With the movement technique, Bi Lun quickly arrived outside the Prime Minister's Mansion. She blinked her eyes in disdain at the few hidden guards in the dark, then disappeared around the corner like a gust of wind. She strangely swept across the rooftop and found Yao Sisi's Warm Pavilion without any resistance.

Yao Sisi slept soundly. Her fair legs were exposed to Bi'er's sight. The pair of shorts Yao Sisi had personally made showed the inferior quality of her handiwork. Bi Yi couldn't help but whisper, "Shameless."

It was precisely that sentence that made the shadow guarding the beam in the courtyard suddenly open his eyes and look in the direction of the voice. An even more expressionless voice said, "You are quite right. But you can't kill her. "

Bi Bi was stunned for a moment. Then, she turned around and took out her short blade to meet the attack. "You don't have the ability." Shadow said quickly. He jumped down from the beam and took out an even shorter sharp blade. As the saying goes, an inch shorter was an inch more dangerous. This kind of short blade was the most suitable for close combat.

A battle between two experts was even more dangerous. One of them was nimble, while the other dealt with it head-on. After fighting for less than an hour, the sounds of the battle attracted the attention of the hidden guards that were stationed outside the courtyard. Under the pincer attack from many people, Bi'er was defeated even more. After a while, Bi Bi who knew that she was no match for the Heaven's Altar no longer battled with beasts. She found an opportunity to use her movement technique to escape out of the manor.