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Chapter 44: This is the lord, your prime minister can pull a boat...

Feng Qianyu raised an eyebrow: "My old man? How old is this king?" Suddenly, he took a step forward, and a white jade-like hand stretched out, pinched her chin, and looked at her wide eyes, evil. She smiled charmingly and said leisurely: "Don't forget, if there wasn't this war, you would have married me this year and become my princess."

Long Fuyue was stunned and blurted out: "I'm fifteen years old? No way, why do I look like a little kid of thirteen or fourteen years old?"

There was a bright light in Feng Qianyu's eyes: "Xiao Yueyue, don't you remember how old you are?!"

Long Fuyue blushed and laughed a few times: "Haha, that... I forgot about it for a moment."

Feng Qianyu glanced at her in disbelief: "What a slow little girl. Not only is she a road idiot, she is also so confused that she can't even remember her own age. It's really hard for Tianxuan Kingdom to treat you as a saint. "[

Seeing the look on his face that looked down on her, Long Fuyue felt very angry. But for the sake of her own life, she decided to beg him again with the policy of mourning soldiers.

Aren't men afraid of women's tears? Then she will use her tears to make him surrender.

She blinked her eyes, and her big eyes were filled with mist, as if she could cry at any time. Long Fuyue has always been talented in acting, and she always cries whenever she wants. Tears are cheaper than tap water.

She looked at him sadly, as delicate as a flower branch in the rain: "Ninth Prince, please let me go this time. In the next life, I will work as a cow or a horse to repay your kindness. …”

She tried her best to pretend to be weak, and after saying this, she was almost disgusted and had goosebumps all over her body.

Feng Qianyu looked at her little face, hesitated deliberately, and frowned slightly: "Do you want me to show favoritism to you?"

Long Fuyuemei smiled and said: "This is not favoritism, this is because the prince and the prime minister can support the boat..."

"Oh, really? It turns out that favoritism means that the prime minister can support the boat and learn from it, but it's a pity..."

Feng Qianyu brushed her white mouth with his fingers and continued: "Unfortunately, I will never show favoritism, especially towards women."


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