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Chapter 692

The princess was a little unsure for a moment. She didn't like to speculate, so she asked the prince directly, "Has the prince had any late-night snacks?"

"No!" The two words seemed to pop out with anger.

The princess was startled for a moment, and immediately stepped out. She still held the embroidery stretcher in her hand. She took two steps, reacted, and threw it into the embroidery basket. The throw was very accurate, and the embroidery stretcher landed firmly in the embroidery basket.

, but the embroidery needle was too naughty and fell off, landing on the couch without anyone noticing.

The princess threw away the embroidery bag and walked away. The hurried look made the prince frown and asked, "Where are you going?"

The princess replied, "I'll ask someone to prepare food right now."

The prince raised his forehead and said, "I still need to get up early to go to court tomorrow. Forget it for today. From now on, let the small kitchen prepare supper every night. I will come to Tianxiang Courtyard at any time."

After saying that, he walked towards the bed, opened his arms, and waited for the princess to undress him.

The princess walked over and helped the prince take off his brocade robe. Even though she was standing in front of the prince, the princess did not look at him. The prince asked unexpectedly, "Am I a cannibal?"

The princess stiffened, and the prince pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. The prince's voice was cold and unwilling, "You and I have been sleeping in the same bed for twenty years. Whatever you ask me for,

, I don’t rely on you for anything, and I won’t do anything to you, do you need to be so afraid of me?!”

The princess did not speak. She knew that the prince would not really do anything to her, but she could never forget the look in his eyes that wanted to eat her alive when she and the prince met for the first time at the lantern festival twenty years ago.

That feeling of being so cold to the core, even thinking about it right now, makes me feel horrified.

She thought she would die in the hands of the prince, but not only did she survive, she also lived to this day as his wife, Princess Jingnan.

The princess didn't say anything, so the prince's hand tightened slightly, "Speak!"

Don't you know how scary he is? The princess said angrily, "I beg you not to marry me, do you obey me?"

Prince, "..."

This time the prince is mute.

The princess angrily asked, "Why doesn't the prince speak?"

The princess held her head high, with tiny flashes of fire in her eyes. Not only did the prince not feel angry, she was in a better mood, "Before we got married, you and I didn't sleep together, so naturally I wouldn't rely on you."

The princess did not expect that she would expose the prince's words, but he still said harshly, "What about after we get married, I beg you to divorce me?"

Prince, "..."

The prince looked at the princess and said helplessly, "It's so late at night, do you have to argue with me?"

"sleep!"

The princess didn't want to quarrel with the prince, but she couldn't see the prince telling lies with his eyes open. Usually the princess would obey the prince, but when she got angry, she wouldn't be so obedient. The princess said, "You can go to bed by yourself, I haven't finished my sewing yet."

With that said, the princess walked to the small couch, picked up the embroidery cloth and prepared to continue embroidering auspicious clouds, when she realized that the needle was missing.

The princess thought she was hanging in the embroidery basket, so she was digging around in the embroidery basket looking for a needle. The prince came over and said, "Do you have to finish the embroidery tonight?"

The princess continued to pull and said, "There is only a little left."

The prince stretched out his hand to grab the embroidery fabric, and suddenly remembered that he had done this many years ago, and the princess' hand was accidentally scratched by a needle, causing a lot of blood to flow. He quickly took back the hand that had touched the embroidery fabric.

Sit down on the other side of the couch.

As soon as I sat down, I felt a stinging pain.

The prince frowned, reached out and took out an embroidery needle from under his thigh.

There was blood on the tip of the needle.

Prince, "..."

princess,"......"
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