After Wearing a Book, I Pampered Five Big Villains

  Chapter 459 Danger Comes

   "It's not for Pei Xiangguo to make a large deployment of troops, but some defensive deployment is also good." Huo Yuan said.

  Pei Yi nodded and said: "I will discuss this matter with my father."

  Xiao Junji's face moved slightly, and there was a hint of worry between his brows, but after his lips pursed, he still remained silent.

  Pei Yi saw all these expressions in his eyes, but she didn't ask more questions because there were too many people present.

   At this time, the twilight had already converged, and several people took a leisurely walk in the yard for a while before leaving separately.

  However, Huo Yuan was the only one who really left Xiao Pei's mansion.

  Xun Huan and Xiao Junji are now staying at Xiao Pei's residence, so the so-called "separation" is nothing more than the two returning to their respective rooms.

  As for Pei Yi's personal bodyguard, Qisha naturally lived in the mansion all the time.

  So, on this dark day, the moment Huo Yuan walked out of Xiao Pei's mansion, he suddenly felt a sense of desolation and a sense of crisis.

  He thought to himself, it is not an option to live in two places with Sanskrit all day like now. But if the two want to live together in the same mansion, then they can only... Fanyin marry him.

  But Sanskrit is now a "male body", how can she marry?

  The only way, of course, is to wait for him to become the emperor, and directly declare that the ballad of "the female ruler of the world" back then is nonsense, so that Sanskrit can restore her daughter in a fair manner. At that time, he will give another marriage proposal and directly marry Sanskrit as the queen.

  Huo Yuan thinks about that scene, and little bubbles of happiness burst out all over his body. He even hummed a little tune cheerfully.

  Liang Liude supported his master into the car, deeply feeling that his ears had been poisoned.

  His brows were wrinkled, but he couldn't help reminding: "Your Highness, you are out of tune."

  Huo Yuan hesitated, and the tune he was about to export got stuck in his throat.

  He glared at the personal **** in shame and anger, and said angrily: "This king is right."

  Liang Liude glanced at his master in disgust, and teased: "Your Highness is right, why don't you sing in front of Mr. Pei tomorrow."

  Huo Yuan's eyes lit up, and he happily continued humming the tune. He felt that Liu De's idea was very good, so he should prepare a song to sing for Saburo.

  Liang Liude originally said some sarcastic words, who would have thought that his master would take it seriously, and now he is seriously thinking about it.

  Liang Liude suddenly felt extremely bad. For the sake of his master's lifelong happiness, he could only bite the bullet and advise: "Your Highness, it's better not to sing in front of Mr. Pei—this is not very dignified."

  Of course, the so-called "dignity" is just an excuse to save face. The actual reason is of course that His Royal Highness has a five-tone insufficiency, and there is not a single sentence in singing—oh, to be precise, there is not a single word in tune.

  However, the Third Prince, who felt extremely good about himself, didn't think there was anything wrong with his singing at all. Now he was really thinking about how to sing in front of his beloved Sanskrit.

He glanced at his little **** appreciatively, and said with a smile, "Your reminder is very important. If this king performs singing, he will be no different from an actor and his party. It is really humiliating himself. This king has to think of a safe way." Here's a way."

  Liang Liude was already relieved when he heard the front, but when he heard the back, he suddenly raised that tone again.

  He felt the pain in his head, and persuaded him earnestly: "Your Highness, what's the point of this idea? You have such a noble status, how can you sing to others?"

  Huo Yuan waved his hand, and said confidently: "This king has his own plan for this matter, so you don't need to talk about it."

  Liang Liude suddenly felt like a choke in his throat, and he couldn't even say a word of advice.

  He felt that his highness might lose his wife, oh no, it should be said—his highness was very likely to lose his husband.

  Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

  Xiao Pei Mansion.

  In the wing room, Pei Yi took the special small scissors to pick out the lamps of each oil lamp one by one, very leisurely.

  When she picked out the fifth light, a person suddenly rushed in through the open window behind her.

  The man tiptoed close to her from behind, and then stretched out his hands to embrace her in his arms.

  But Pei Yi moved aside unobtrusively, and continued to pick out the flower of a lamp.

  The man chuckled and joked, "You just found me, didn't you?"

Pei Yi turned her face slightly and glanced at the uninvited guest, then turned her face back and continued to pick up the lights, teasing with a light smile: "Everyone obviously lives in my house, but they don't go through the main entrance, so they have to do this. the way of the window."

   It was Xiao Junji who came.

He was keenly aware of the loopholes in these words, and asked with a slight frown: "Aside from me, who else would have turned over your window? Seven kills should be impossible, he is so rigid and boring. Oh, Xun Huan! This dead duck turned over you window?!"

  Pei Yi wiped the scissors on the cotton cloth leisurely, continued to pick out a lamp, and said slowly: "Others turn the window into a 'duck', so what do you become a 'wild duck'?"

  Xiao Junji pursed his mouth slightly, half coquettish and half complaining: "How could Sanlang say that about me? I'm clearly called fun."

  Pei Yi smiled, and moved slowly to pick another lantern. She chuckled softly and said, "I know you will definitely come to see me tonight, so let's talk about business."

  At this evening, Pei Yi saw that Xiao Junji's expression was not quite right.

  She thought at that time that this person must have something to talk to her alone.

  So, Pei Yi waited for Xiao Junji to come to her tonight, otherwise she would have turned off the lights and gone to sleep.

  Xiao Junji smiled, and said in a sticky way: "No wonder I came all the way here without any hindrance. It turned out that it was Saburo, you made arrangements a long time ago~"

  It was a simple matter, but after he said it like this, it became like a romantic affair between a handsome scholar and a handsome gentleman at night.

  Pei Yi secretly sighed in her heart, thinking how these men can make waves anytime and anywhere? Doesn't it matter when and where?

  Xiao Junji is still complacent.

   As he spoke, he leaned closer to Pei Yi, as if he wanted to hug her into his arms.

  However, Pei Yi turned around to face him at this moment, and the small pair of scissors in her hand that were specially designed for cutting lantern flowers just happened to meet Xiao Junji's chest.

  This is a bit of a warning and threat.

  Xiao Junji was taken aback, his face stiffened for a moment, and then he said foolishly: "Sanlang wants to play tricks?"

  The originally serious atmosphere suddenly became chaotic.

Pei Yi wiped the scissors on the cloth, and said with a helpless smile, "Don't make jokes. What are you trying to say when you come to me in the middle of the night? If you have nothing serious to do, then please go back Bar."

  Xiao Junji saw that she was so "unfeeling", so he put aside his charming thoughts for the time being, and said very seriously: "Sanlang, the Pei family is in danger now."