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Chapter 48

Slowly closing her eyes and opening them again, Meimei carefully adapted to the sudden sunshine. Fortunately, Meimei felt that the ground was cold not long ago, and there was nothing to block it, so she helped the two of them put on their pants with difficulty.

If they were lazy then, wouldn't they be exposed now?

King Yun stood majestically at the door, bringing sunshine into the room, but why couldn't they feel a trace of warmth? It turns out that places with sunlight may not necessarily make people feel warm.

"What's the matter? Even if I look charming, the princess doesn't have to stay for a long time every time she sees me, right?"

With his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, King Yun stood at the door evilly, his tall body almost touching the door frame.

"Your Majesty was joking, but the light suddenly became brighter and my eyes felt uncomfortable!"

She lowered her head, knowing her place in his heart, and she didn't dare to say a word. It wasn't that she was timid, it wasn't that she was weak, the people she brought, including her life, were in his hands.

She had to endure it!

In ancient times, Han Xin could endure the humiliation of his crotch, but what does the humiliation Meimei is suffering now count? She is not a delicate eldest lady. Once upon a time, she was also a child of a poor family. Once upon a time, she also had to live without food for three meals.

Life! In order to save the accommodation fee of ten yuan and eighty yuan, she once sat in the waiting room of the station for a night...

He came here just to laugh at her. Shouldn't he be happy to see her talking in such a low voice now? Why doesn't he have any sense of satisfaction when she really becomes like this? This woman, the way she is now is too

Even though it was unreal, he still liked to see her arrogant look last night!

What? How could he have such an idea? He hates this woman, very much. He wants to provoke her anger, find her wings, and then trample on her wings and break them...Ask

The reason? There is no reason, just because - who made her the marriage partner at the fingertips of the mother-in-law? Who made her accept the marriage granted by the father? Because of her, his free life was ruined; because of her,

She made him surrender in front of his father; and because of her, he made him do the first thing he didn't want to do in his life when he grew up... For so many reasons, she was destined to become a tool for his revenge and a source of entertainment for him.

tool!

After figuring it out, when King Yun looked at her again, he no longer felt pity for her cowardly look. Instead, an indescribable feeling of disgust arose from the bottom of his heart, and a surge of anger began to rise, and the light became brighter.

Are you uncomfortable? Okay, then you can slowly get comfortable here. The corners of your mouth curled up evilly, and you glanced at the thin woman, and blurted out ruthless words again:

"Okay, it turns out that the princess doesn't like places that are too bright. I have always been considerate. Since the princess likes it here, just stay here well!"

Now, I want to see how you still pretend to be pitiful. Should you kneel down and beg for mercy? The eldest lady of Mengyu Villa has probably never stayed in the woodshed, right?

There was no panic as expected, Meimei just smiled faintly:

"Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace!"

The woodshed? It's also very good. It's better than being ridiculed by those women outside, right? Seeing the flash of surprise in the prince's eyes, Meimei lowered her head and stopped looking at the man who hated her to the core. In fact,

, he was not the only one who didn't like the finger-marriage, so why was she the only one who suffered, suffered, and received revenge? Now, if she proposes a divorce letter to him, I don't know if he will be satisfied, or not.

Write to yourself happily?

"Hmph! Lock!"

Turning around angrily, King Yun didn't bother to look at Meimei again. There were a large number of beauties waiting for her, so there was no need to let this ignorant woman affect his mood.

But, then again, is it really good to be locked up in the woodshed? Does she really not care or does she pretend not to care? Why is there no trace of panic on her face?


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