The slender hand stretched out gently and waved slightly, full of style.
At this time, the laughter in the room had stopped. Wenwen turned his head slightly and smiled profoundly at Xiaomi:
"Xiao Mi, what will happen if he finds out?"
Cruel, she really wanted him to know. With his methods and his pride, she didn't know how he would deal with this huge cuckold.
"Princess...she lost her memory..."
Xiaomi trembled. It was clear that the sun was shining brightly, but when the princess asked her this question, she felt chilled all over.
"Really? Amnesia, very good..."
With a low murmur, the princess stretched out her hand, gently combed her hair, and looked forward. It was an osmanthus flower. The flower was in full bloom. The light white flower, although not stunningly beautiful, was still attractive.
Can't ignore it.
"Good flowers bloom for a season, how can there be long-lasting flowers? Xiaomi, let's go in."
At the tip of the nose, the faint fragrance fills the air. The flowers originally smelled very good, but why do they feel so unpleasant at this time?
It seems that flowers bloom depending on your mood.
"Princess, there is no way this pot of flowers can grow. She planted it in the wrong place. Why should the princess care?"
Xiaomi lowered her head. She knew how cruel the fight between women was. The princess had lived in the palace for so many years and was already familiar with the various methods in the palace. But the empress had always been under the care of His Highness, how could she possibly survive the fight?
Princess?
"That's right, it's in the wrong place, no matter how brilliant it is, it's useless!"
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She almost burst out laughing after being tickled. When the girl picked up the comb again, Lu'er was honest and did not dare to offend Prince Xuan again.
After finally combing his hair, Prince Xuan stood up and took Luer's hand. Just as he was about to go out, he heard a message from outside the door that the princess was here.