Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Chu Yanhuan glanced at her and asked casually: "What's your name?"

The opponent's eyes were shining immediately, and he whispered: "The slave is called Fuyi."

Chu Yanhuan was silent for a while, and said quietly, "Why is this name so silly?"

Fu Yi: "...you really love to talk and laugh."

Chaoyang Palace.

Fu Yi stood at the door for a long time, then walked in dumbfounded, and said to Chu Yanhuan, "Are you the Ninth Princess?"

The girl glanced at her and replied lazily: "Well, you know me?"

Fu Yi shook her head honestly, "I don't know."

"..." Chu Yanhuan: "Then you say a fart!"

Fuyi pursed her lips aggrievedly, and exhorted: "Princess, you are a girl, how can you say such vulgar words?"

Chu Yanhuan's eyelids twitched.

She had a hunch that she might have invited a Buddha.

as expected.

In the next few days, the Chaoyang Palace was full of chickens and dogs.

Bai Zhi asked Fuyi: "Where are the princess' favorite lotus flowers?"

Fu Yi stared at the white fungus and snow lotus soup in his hand and smiled stiffly.

"Uh, it was stewed by me."

Bai Zhi: "..."

-

Before the banquet, Fuyi confidently helped Chu Yanhuan put on makeup.

After half an hour.

Staring at the big painted face in the mirror, his face is white as a ghost, and his lips are red as blood.

She almost jumped up in shock.

Chu Yanhuan took a deep breath, her eyes twitching constantly.

She looked at Fuyi coldly, and said coldly, "Does it look good?"

Fu Yi blinked and smiled softly at her, "It looks good."

Then, she was beaten by Chu Yanhuan.

Looks good at you, big pineapple!

Fuyi silently wiped tears, sucked his nose, and squatted aggrieved in the corner.

Why is she always hurt?

Huh~

-

A few days later, Chu Yanhuan called Fuyi to him very seriously.

Looking at this person, Chu Yanhuan felt out of anger, "You, come over here."

Fu Yi stood in front of her obediently and whispered softly: "Princess, do you have any instructions?"

Chu Yanhuan said that he wanted to smoke a cigarette.

She glanced at the person, "Thank you so much. Wouldn't you just be a vase quietly?"

"Look at how many things you have caused me lately?"

Fuyi hangs his head, silent.

Chu Yanhuan: "Don't play dead."

Fu Yi: "Squeak——"

The girl laughed angrily. She slapped the table and stood up, and walked towards Fu Yi angrily.

But because she was walking too quickly, she tripped over the skirt of her skirt and fell straight to the ground.

What a face!

The ladies: "Princess!" Then they rushed up to hold Chu Yanhuan in a hurry, but because the distance was too far.

That's too late!

Chu Yanhuan hurriedly stretched out his arms against the ground to prevent his pretty little face from being broken.

Unexpectedly, Fuyi, who was clearly far away from her at the time, came in front of her all at once.

Fu Yi reached out and hugged Chu Yanhuan's waist, then put his body under her and fell to the ground fiercely.

The girl opened one eye and took a look at her current situation.

Her hand was pressing against Fu Yi's chest.

Then, an untimely thought popped out of the little girl's mind.

It seems, a bit flat?

"!" Chu Yanhuan's eyelids twitched, and when he raised his head, he met Fu Yi's beautiful face, which was still enlarged.

The other party curled his lips at her and smiled.

Chu Yanhuan's little heart trembled, she hurriedly retracted her hand, and then got up from the ground.

Fu Yi also sat up, her long hair scattered, and Yaqing's hair was as thick as a waterfall, and her beautiful face became more delicate.

She raised her hand to cover her lips, smiling innocently and innocently, "The princess is shy?"