"Really, I am sincere in every word and every sentence is from the bottom of my heart. In my eyes, the prince is the most perfect man in the world. When he is not talking, he is cold and elegant. When he is talking, he is dignified. Even when he is angry, he is so handsome."

He is also full of aura and handsome. Even the pimple on the prince's forehead due to inflammation, the slave thinks it looks good, just like the finishing touch of a beauty mark. Also, even if the prince's lips are broken, he will look good.

From the slave’s point of view, it is like a stroke of genius, adding a bit of unique beauty to the prince..."

"Get out!" The man said in a deep voice, interrupting her words.

Finally the word came, Emma, ​​she was so difficult!

While her heart relaxed, she felt a little evil again, and she added: "Yes, I also like to hear the word 'get out' from the prince, it is very powerful."

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped his palm on the table beside him, causing the table to shake: "If you don't get out, are you looking for death?"

"Go away, go away, slave, get out now!"

Qing Ning slipped out and walked a few steps, then stopped and turned around: "Your Majesty, before I go away, I have to explain something clearly to the Prince, which is to play the flute and flute instrument with the Seventh Prince. I am ready to continue.

Because this slave is prepared to work carefully, break into the enemy, and then lose, ensuring that the prince's show wins."

Bu Fengli: "..."

Cui Ning: "..."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to feel burdened. This slave did it willingly. Also, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. Your slave will definitely lose without leaving a trace, and no one else will be able to tell."

After saying that, Qing Ning bowed and turned to leave.

"Does this king need you to do fine work to win?" The man Shen Ling's voice sounded after him.

Qing Ning walked out the door as if he hadn't heard anything.

"stop!"

Qing Ning turned back: "This slave has gone away."

Bu Fengli: "..."

Cui Ning: "..."

"Come back!" Bu Fengli's face was so dark that ink could be scratched off.

"Yes!" Qing Ning replied very crisply, as if she was waiting for him to call her back, and excitedly turned around and entered the door.

"This king is warning you for the last time, don't be self-righteous! I won't do anything that is impossible to win with force, and I don't even bother to do it! I don't even pay attention to those people, so why would I want you as a maidservant?

Go and win for me? It’s the most ridiculous thing in the world! If you continue to be so ignorant, don’t blame me for being rude to you!"

"Uh...then..." Qing Ning moved her mouth, but finally gave up.

"What?" The man stared at her, his eyes dark and bottomless.

"Forget it." Qing Ning raised her head and shook her head.

"Say!" The man obviously lost his patience.

"Forget it..."

"If you fart, let it go!" The man slapped his palm on the table next to him, making a loud "pop" sound.

Only then did Qing Ning raise her head: "Then slave, let it go. I believe that the prince will not punish the slave for a fart."

man:"......"

Cui Ning: "..."

Qing Ning smiled and said shyly: "First of all, I just want to know what kind of rudeness the prince said about being rude to the slaves, and what aspect does he mean? If it is a certain aspect, then please prince

You’re welcome though!”

After saying that, seeing the man's expression change drastically, she quickly stretched out her hand to stop him and said: "I know it, I know it, calm down your anger, I know it, I know it!"
Chapter completed!