Chapter 32: I am not worthy of him? He is not worthy of me!
Tian'er didn't know what nonsense she was talking about, but she understood the word "Duan Xiu".
His face paled slightly, and he looked around. Everyone was immersed in fighting with dirty clothes, and no one paid any attention to them.
She put her little hand to her mouth and shushed: "Yue'er, don't speak so openly here. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died... If your words are heard by others, it will be spread."
If it gets into the prince’s ears, then you won’t be able to eat it and carry it away!”
"Haha, aren't you and I the only ones who can hear this? Tian'er, you and I hit it off right away, and I can't say anything until I feel at ease with you. I believe Tian'er won't betray me..." Long Fu
Yue gave her a big tall hat.
Tian'er blushed and promised loyally: "Don't worry, I won't betray you. But don't say anything like that rebellious thing you just said."[
Long Fuyue nodded: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. Then tell me, why doesn't he have a princess yet?"
Tian'er sighed and said: "Our prince is a dragon in the sky, and not just anyone can be worthy of it."
She suddenly lowered her voice: "However, I heard that our prince was once engaged to a little princess from your Tianji Kingdom, but now it seems that this marriage cannot be accomplished, and the little princess has probably fallen into ruin."
If you become a prostitute, you will naturally not be worthy of our prince..."
Long Fuyue snorted and thought to herself: "Am I not worthy of him? He is not worthy of me! He looks like a demon, isn't that rare?"
Naturally, Tian'er didn't know that she was fiercely complaining in her belly, and continued: "Although the prince does not have a concubine yet, he already has several concubines, all of whom are beautiful and fragrant beauties. Alas, I have to see the prince.
I would be willing to die if I took one look at me like that..."
Her voice couldn't be softer, and her eyes radiated that intoxicating light.
Alas, this girl is too poisoned by this transvestite prince. There is no way she can be savedi
Long Fuyue couldn't help but shake her head, then shook her head again and immersed herself in fighting with the pile of clothes.
Whoops, whoops. Her hands were soaked white after washing, and her fingers were red and swollen. But when she looked at the mountains of clothes, her little face suddenly darkened.