Lu Huohong looked at her contemptuously: "Hasn't the prince seen your ugly eating look?"

Rong Yanran was speechless with one sentence. Well, you are ruthless! I didn’t expect that she knew so much. What Murong Xuan told her? It’s unlikely.

So how did she know? Rong Yanran thought about this problem hard and kept thinking until the door of the lobby, but still couldn't figure out the reason. So, just like the previous solution, she left this problem for her to think about it slowly when she had time in the future.

Murong Xuan was looking forward to her arrival. Seeing Rong Yanran's shadow from afar, he began to practice his expression, making her look friendly and natural, and with a swaggering smile. He thought he had fascinated her N times and should have been able to get it right.

Perhaps it was probably because she was too nervous because of what she was about to say. When Murong Xuan arrived in front of him, the expression on her face was a little different, and she pulled out her kindness and smile.

Rong Yanran came to him and saw such a fake face, and her hair was almost standing up. The Seventh Prince's smile today looked very fake and guilty. Could something unfavorable to him happen?

Thinking of this, Rong Yanran immediately entered a state of alert and saluted Murong Xuan very standard: "The young lady has seen the prince."

Seeing that she was so reserved, Murong Xuan hurriedly went up to support her: "Why are Yan'er so polite? Get up quickly."

As a result, before he met Rong Yanran, she stood up consciously: "Thank you, Prince."

Murong Xuan withdrew his hand awkwardly. If she didn't want to get involved with him in normal times, he would have to take advantage of her. But now his thoughts were all focused on how to explain to her that she had nothing to do with Miao Yuqing, and that Luo Ziheng and Murong Xuan were the same person, so at this moment, just said attentively: "Yan'er, come in quickly and sit down."

"No, Prince, I'll stand, just sit. I'm serving you, how can I sit with you?" Why did Rong Yanran feel his right eyelid twitching? As the saying goes, if you don't have anything to do, you're either a traitor or a thief. Never be deceived by the illusion at this moment, maybe you'll still count money for others if you sell it yourself.

Thinking of this, Rong Yanran resolutely refused to sit down and stood straight aside.

Murong Xuan saw her serious face, like a hedgehog alert, and suddenly felt under a lot of pressure. He pressed her onto the chair without saying a word: "Yan'er, sit down, I'll serve you a bowl of porridge. Although it's ordinary white porridge, the heat is OK. I cooked it myself, so I'll try it out quickly."

He didn't expect that after a while, after she knew the truth, the thorns on her body would prick him without hesitation and please him in advance. There was nothing wrong with it.

When Murong Xuan was uneasy, Rong Yanran's heart was even more "plopped" and naturally she was not excited or excited, but she didn't know what the Seventh Prince sold in the gourd. His performance today was too abnormal and unreasonable!

So, Rong Yanran began to use her great imagination again: Generally speaking, the noble master pleased his subordinates, and usually let his subordinates do something bad to die. Is his true face going to be exposed?...
Chapter completed!