As he said that, the woman held a handkerchief and looked gentle and wanted to wipe the sweat of Han Han.
See this kind of scene.
Xiao Lingyue held Beibei in her arms and took a step back silently: "It's started."
Beibei looked at her in surprise: "Mom, what has begun?"
"Shh!" Xiao Lingyue made a gesture at him and blinked mysteriously, "The show will begin soon. Beibei, don't ask, just watch the show."
Beibei: "??"
The little guy nodded in confusion, and looked over there with curiosity.
As the woman's handkerchief got closer and closer to Hanhan, the other noble ladies behind her changed their expressions. They subconsciously clenched the handkerchief in their hands, staring at her with jealous and fierce eyes.
Damn, this bitch moves so fast that she actually took the lead!
A hint of pride flashed in the woman's eyes, and the veil in her hand stretched towards Han Han, but her eyes looked at Zhan Beihan shyly.
She was the first to stand up and care about the little prince, and His Highness Yi would definitely notice her.
Fortunately, she moves quickly!
However, what was unexpected was that the veil in her hand had not yet touched Han Han.
Han Han suddenly sniffed: "Ah snee!!"
He sneezes big, and tiny droplets splattered on the woman's face.
The gentle expression on the woman's face froze suddenly: "..."
This is not over yet.
"Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh!" Han Han sneezed twice in a row, and her face frothed.
King Xiang and King Cheng were shocked: "What's wrong with Hanhan? Is this a cold catching?"
Zhan Beihan frowned and looked at his son.
“No cold catch…”
Han Han pinched his nose, kept hiding back, and said in a muffled voice, "There is a lot of fragrant powder on her handkerchief, and the taste is so pungent, I can't stand it..."
The woman's stiff expression almost cracked: "Criminal, I don't..."
"Ah Yeh--"
Han Han sneezed again, climbed on Cheng Wang's shoulder and hid back, and said aggrievedly: "Don't get close to me! You also have a smell of fragrant powder on your body. I want to sneeze as soon as I smell it!"
King Xiang, King Cheng: "..."
Zhan Beihan looked at Han Han who kept rubbing his nose with an unpredictable expression, and glanced at the woman with cold eyes: "Don't you retreat yet?"
The woman's face turned pale in an instant, and she said unwillingly: "Your Highness, I haven't applied a lot of fragrant powder..."
"Get out!" Zhan Beihan interrupted her with one word.
The woman was so scared that she trembled, and she held the veil in shame and hid back into the crowd.
What greeted her was all kinds of sarcasm.
"What a shame!"
"I wanted to use the little prince to get close to His Highness Yi, but I was driven back."
"With this skill, I still want to get close to the little prince!"
"I don't even look at how many pounds I have. I can't afford to buy better powder. What kind of inferior goods are used to make the little prince smell!"
"Let's stay away from her, so as not to get a stinking smell!"
The noble girls lowered their voices and whispered, retreated with disgust and contempt, leaving the woman alone in the middle.
"you......"
The woman stomped her feet in anger and annoyance, and found that even her usual little sister ignored her, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and flushed.
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