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Chapter 70 He gave me the throne (14)

Hua Yan: "There are no more, just a little pen, ink, paper and inkstone. If His Highness Luo hadn't mentioned that your prince likes these four treasures in the study, I wouldn't know what to give."

As he said that, he pointed to the time note behind him.

Shi Jian responded and smiled at her.

When Hua Yan turned her head, she immediately glanced at the butler.

The housekeeper understands it in seconds.

He also said why Miss Hua would have the preferences of her prince from the Luo King, who has always been incompatible with her prince. It turned out that this was revealed by the prince.

It’s just that Miss Hua is related to King Luo. Is it a good thing or a bad thing to think of her goodness?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but get entangled.

Shi Jian coughed lightly and his chin went forward. The housekeeper didn't dare to delay any more and hurriedly took the group inside.

"I also said why did you run in so anxiously at that time? It turned out that you were going to prepare the gift after listening to my flowers." Shi Jian put his eyes on the butler and said meaningfully.

housekeeper?

"Didn't His Highness Luo mention it to Miss Hua?"

The death ray from Shijian was sent instantly, and the housekeeper was shocked and his face was held back.

Hua Yan pointed to Shi Jian behind him: "Isn't this His Highness, King Luo?"

housekeeper……

When did his prince become the slaughter of the Luo King?

Oh, when did his prince be called King Luo?

Feeling Shi Jian's threatening gaze, the butler said silently.

I don’t know what it means to pretend to be Luo Wang, so he should be silent first.

Hua Yan was also a little embarrassed by the sudden quiet hall.

Did she say something wrong?

The questions were placed on Shijian.

"I wonder if I can appreciate the gifts you brought now?" Shi Jian said.

It seems to be asking Hua Yan for advice.

Hua Yan nodded to the butler, indicating that she should find the butler for this matter. After all, she came to the palace to give gifts, and the butler received gifts on behalf of the palace. Her gifts had been given, and the next right to dispose of them was not in her hands.

Seeing this, the butler nodded deeply.

How could he disobey the one who brought it up by his own prince?

The box was opened, and the exquisitely packaged pen, ink, paper and inkstone were also taken out.

Shi Jian's eyes were directly attracted by the inkstone.

The inkstone was actually in the shape of two hearts overlapping each other.

Is this what she specially found for him?

She likes him?

How is it possible.

She didn't even know who he was, and still thought he was the idiot of King Luo.

Shi Jian's original beautiful mood instantly became a little depressed.

Hua Yan also wanted him to evaluate this inkstone, but seeing how he was feeling depressed when he held the inkstone, he thought he had touched his thoughts.

While the butler was observing the brush, he rubbed Shi Jian's hand and asked softly: "What's wrong? Suddenly he was so depressed?"

"Did you specially find this inkstone?" Shi Jian asked, his voice a little depressed.

Hua Yanman said indifferently: "How could I find the right one in such a short time? I found it from Curry, and I don't know who sent it to me before. Thinking that the Regent just happened to like it, he brought it to me."

"If I have to give me more time, I will definitely find a better and more suitable one." Hua Yan said confidently, with light shining in her eyes.

Shi Jian's mood has also improved a lot.

But I can't be happy no matter how hard it is.

When I put down the inkstone, I saw the butler exclaimed in surprise: "There is such a master-level painting on this purple bamboo pen. I thought it was just a light pattern."

Shi Jian couldn't help but look at the purple bamboo brush.
Chapter completed!
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