Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

Wei Liao said firmly.

"It's just an ordinary fan."

After he finished speaking, he was about to snatch the folding fan back.

How could Yu Niaowei let him slip through so easily?

She held onto the folding fan tightly and did not let it go.

The two held the two ends of the folding fan respectively, not giving an inch, a tit-for-tat stance, as if they could fight at any time.

The people around looked at the two of them, and they were a little confused. They didn't understand what they were doing.

Yu curling deliberately pretended to be suspicious.

"But I remember that it was Master Wang's fan at the village entrance, I can't remember it wrong.

If you take it out and show it to us, if it is not the fan of Master Wang of the village, I will apologize to you. "

Then she looked at the others and asked.

"Don't you want to see if that fan is the handwriting of Master Wang of the village?"

People are naturally very curious.

They opened their mouths one after another, wanting Wei Liao to open the folding fan for everyone to see.

Of course Wei Liao didn't want to.

"This is my fan, why should I show it to you?!"

He pulled the fan back with more force.

Yu Weiwei was tossed and staggered and almost fell on him.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough to put one foot against the leg of the stool sitting under Wei Liao's buttocks in time, thus barely keeping her balance.

She gripped the folding fan tightly with both hands.

"Are you guilty?"

Wei Liao threatened: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Yu Weiwei was not afraid: "You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry, you must be guilty!"

Wei Liao suddenly raised his hand and poked her in the eye!

Out of human instinct, Yu curling closed his eyes subconsciously.

Wei Liao's hand grabbed a direction in mid-air, fell down, and tapped her wrist twice.

Yu curling felt a numbness in his hand, and the strength on his hand became a lot lighter.

Wei Liao took the opportunity to pull out the folding fan.

Yu curling opened his eyes and found that he had been tricked.

In despair, she picked up the tea cup on the table next to her and poured the tea on his face.

This tea has been sitting for a while, and it is not very hot and will not burn people.

But it is water after all, and it would be very embarrassing to be splashed with water in front of so many people.

Especially Wei Liao's coquettish personality, he likes to make himself bells and whistles when he has nothing to do, and he definitely doesn't want to become so embarrassed.

Yu curling thought he would cover his face with his sleeves.

She was able to take the opportunity to steal the folding fan from him.

Unexpectedly, Wei Liao just turned sideways, put the folding fan in his arms, and blocked it from being splashed by the water with his sleeves.

As a result, the tea was splashed on his side face.

Drops of water dripped down his cheeks.

Everyone present was stunned.

Yu Weiwei froze in place and asked in disbelief.

"Why don't you hide?"

Wei Liao wiped the tea on her face, her expression was so gloomy that water dripped, and she looked at Yu curling as if she was about to tear her apart in the next moment.

"Have you had enough trouble?!"

Yu Weiwei felt a little guilty.

She took out the silk handkerchief she carried with her and handed it over.

"You wipe it."

Wei Liao wanted to refuse, but his hand stretched out unexpectedly.

When he reacted, the silk handkerchief was already in his hands.

Yu Weiwei defended herself in a low voice.

"It was you who provoke me first. I wanted to ask you to help us introduce the class leader, but you brought me here and deliberately taunted me. I wanted to see my jokes. I was so angry that I fought back."

Wei Liao reprimanded angrily while wiping the water off his face with a silk handkerchief.

"At most, I'll just tease you a few words, but you'd better do it directly with me.

Fortunately, the tea was cold, if it had just been boiled, I would have been disfigured by now.

Young Master, I am young now, and I have not yet married and have children.

If I am disfigured by you, what will you do for the rest of my life?

Are you responsible? ! "

Yu Curly couldn't lift his head when he said it.

She said embarrassingly, "I can be responsible."

Wei Liao was stunned.

He just deliberately made things more serious, in order to occupy the moral high ground, and severely criticized Yu curling.

But I didn't expect that Yu curling was actually willing to take responsibility.

How does she want to be responsible?

Could it be that she still wants to take care of him for the rest of her life?

Immediately after that, he heard Yu Weiwei continue to speak.

"I can give you retirement."

Wei Liao: "..."

Although the meaning is the same, how come from her mouth, there is an urge to make people want to beat her?

Wei Liao twitched the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "Hehe, I haven't died yet, so you're thinking of dying for me?"

Yu Huaiu forced himself to defend himself: "This is called being prepared."

Before Wei Liao could counterattack, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and shouted while pointing at the folding fan in Wei Liao's arms.

"Oops, your fan seems to be soaked with a little water, please wipe it!"

Wei Liao's heart tensed, but before her mind could react, she took out the folding fan with her hand, trying to see if it was really wet.

Yu curling took the opportunity to rush over with a key step, reaching out and pinching the top of the folding fan.

Wei Liao immediately pulled the folding fan back.

Unexpectedly, his action hit Yu Lingwei's arms.

She only pinched a small corner of the folding fan, but when Wei Liao pulled the folding fan back, with a swipe, the folding fan just opened!

The portraits depicted on the fans were also exposed to the eyes of everyone.

Everyone in the room opened their eyes wide and couldn't hide the surprise on their faces.

Isn't the painting on it exactly the queen in "Feng Ming Guo Ji"? !

Even if Wei Liao quickly put away the folding fan, it was already too late.

He glared angrily at Yu Yan.

"Look at what you did!"

Yu curling not only was not afraid, but also gave him a hee hee smile.

——Let you take the lead in blackmailing me, how do you end it now? !

Wei Liao had a headache.

Obviously, on weekdays, he scolded Master Wang of the village the most severely, but he actually hid the folding fan drawn by Master Wang of the village. Isn't this slapping himself in the face?

If everyone questioned him later, he couldn't even say a word to defend himself.

Forget about it, the thirty-six strategies are the best.

Just when he was about to find an excuse to escape, Zheng Changle rushed in front of him and asked eagerly.

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei, where did you get this fan?"

Wei Liao's heart became more empty, and her voice became louder: "Why should I tell you, Master?!"

"Brother Wei, sell me this fan for as much as you want!"

As Zheng Changle spoke, he began to take out the banknotes.

When the others saw this, they were all shocked by Zheng Changle's behavior, and they questioned each other.

"Brother Zheng, how can you do this? Don't you hate Master Wang of the village the most like us?"

"It's okay for Brother Wei to betray us now, why even you betray us?"

"Have you forgotten what you said before? You swore to heaven that you would never read Master Wang's book again!"

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Zheng Changle's fat face flushed red, forcibly defending himself.

"I only said not to read his books, but I didn't say not to read his paintings."