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Chapter 118 Her Charm

Hearing this, Liu Biao squeezed out a forced smile and said: "Uh...Miss Su, I'm fine...it's fine." In fact, he also felt something was strange. No matter what he said in the past, the prince was always amiable to him, so what happened this time?

After returning from abroad, he seemed to have completely changed.

"Oh? Let's go in!" Su San nodded doubtfully, and then a group of people entered the palace. Wen Tianyu didn't show too much attention to everything in the palace, from the time he got on the carriage until he returned

In the palace, he focused entirely on everything that happened to the clone here, searching for the clone's incomplete memories.

When they arrived in the hall of the palace, Wentianyu was still silent in his clone's memory. He sat down unconsciously and did not even reach out to take the tea that Xiaocui made specially for him.

At this time, Su San noticed something strange about him, so he came over, took the tea cup from Xiao Cui's hand, and motioned for her to step aside first.

"My lord, take a sip of tea first to refresh yourself. It will help you think about things." Su San said softly with a gentle voice and very considerately.

"Oh! Thank you." After thanking him, Wentian Yu was still silent. He naturally stretched out his hand to pick up the tea cup. Suddenly he felt that the tea cup was particularly delicate, smooth and soft. After using it, he squeezed it. It was definitely a little

No, he suddenly raised his head, and when he saw it, he saw a red and shy face, with beautiful and alluring eyes staring at him.

Wentianyu wanted to take the tea cup, but unexpectedly he grabbed Su San's little hand. At this time, Su San fully demonstrated the charm that a mature woman should have. Being caught by him like this, she still struggled a little at first, but

Not as strong as him, he finally surrendered to Wentian Yu.

Wentianyu looked at the charming Su San and put everything behind him. He now had the urge to hold Su San tightly in his arms, but this thought only fleetingly passed away because of a voice.

This beautiful moment was broken.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please go and take a look at the seedlings in the back garden. I really have no choice." Unexpectedly, a strange atmosphere arose between the two of them. Liu Biao entered the hall with a particularly aggrieved look and said respectfully.

As if someone had discovered that she had done something bad, Su San quickly withdrew her little hand, holding the teacup, and stood shyly aside.

The delicate and silky feeling disappeared from his hands, and Wentian Yu also woke up. He immediately looked at Liu Biao who had just come in, his face was straight, and he said: "What seedlings?"

"Huh?" Liu Biao looked up at the serious Wentian Yu and said with some confusion: "Your Majesty, it's the seedlings you told your subordinates to take care of before you left. It's in the back garden. Your Majesty, go and take a look.

Bar."

"Huh?" Wen Tianyu became even more confused. After pondering for a while, he suddenly realized and remembered his clone. It must be a brand new hybrid rice developed by this good old man for the sake of the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty and the peace of the people.

He stood up, turned his head, and said to Su San: "Beauty, oh no? Miss Su, you should go and have a rest earlier! You are tired from running all the way, I will go and see the seedlings first."

Hearing the sound, Su San nodded. Su San didn't say anything, but just stood there with his head lowered and blushing, holding the teacup in both hands.

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