Playgirl is a typical example of a good girl who gets a bargain but behaves like a chicken drumstick. She shakes her head and gnaws on a chicken drumstick. She has no image of a lady at all: "Your Majesty, can I tell the truth?"

The prince's face was gentle, but it was rare for her to speak now: "You tell me!" Even though he had made a decision, he still couldn't help but try to please her and tease her when facing her. He couldn't stand the silence between him and her.

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"I think the chicken legs are cuter than you compared to the chicken drumsticks." She blinked her eyes and smacked her little mouth. It was greasy. She looked very cute when eating it and was not embarrassed at all.

The prince was so good-tempered that he was not angry: "I don't think the chicken legs are as cute as you." He wanted to wipe the oil from her mouth with a handkerchief, such a gentle gesture and such a gentle mood.

It's a pity that he didn't buy it and blocked his kindness thousands of miles away. She didn't even explain it and took it for granted.

He couldn't see how hard her heart was beating.

He didn't know how much courage and perseverance it took for her to cover up her first love with a nonchalant expression.

When it arrived, the flower girl also finished eating. She wiped her face, mouth and hands happily, feeling satisfied. She showed him her worst side, and everything didn't matter anymore.

When she got off the carriage, she smoothed her ears and hair and said softly: "Your Majesty, I hope we won't meet in the future. Even if we do, just treat it as if we don't know each other."

When she said this, her heart ached, as if it was a formal farewell.

Hearing this, Prince Yu, who had already leaned halfway out, suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice: "Why?"

She was so reverent, with her eyebrows lowered and her eyes downcast: "Your Majesty, don't you know how popular he is with women? In Kyoto, the women who admire His Majesty would be able to circle around half the city, right? If the Prince were

I am afraid that I will arouse jealousy and get myself killed if I am always with women of the people. Your Majesty will not just sit back and ignore me, so please be considerate of me."

Every word is sincere, and it sounds like you are praising him. Why is it so unpleasant? But he can't get angry yet. When he gets angry, it seems to be a refutation of his desire to attract a woman's love.

He, Yu Zun, has attracted the admiration of women, so what is there to doubt? In terms of looks and talents, the only person who can compete with him is Prince Ji Yan.

But Prince Ji Yan is too indifferent and has a cold expression towards any woman. The degree to which he is liked by others can be determined immediately.

Prince Yu's eyes were dark, and he showed a charming smile again: "Little Yezi, you just ate the chicken legs and you are about to break up with me. Do you know what this behavior is called?"

Little Leaf is very honest, but her voice is clear: "Cross the river and burn the bridge."

His smile deepened, and he couldn't help but stroke her forehead with his hands: "It seems that she is not stupid, and she is saved. A person who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge... has bad moral character, and will be imprisoned in the pig cage..."

"..." Isn't pig-pen immersion a punishment that only women who steal people will receive? She only knew something about this from novels.

In a different world, she didn't understand the customs here. She only knew that it was popular for men here to have three wives and four concubines. Even Baggio and Zorro in her courtyard would hurriedly pull out the quilt before their stomachs were full.

Filled up.

Oh, so sad, so sad.
Chapter completed!