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Chapter 92: The fundraising that made Jiang Hu vomit blood 3

No! The prince seemed to be serious. "Well...it's not that you are not worthy of me, it's that I am not worthy of you. If I, a little beggar, really become the queen of a country, then your emperor's face will be disgraced."

Ah! Do you think so?" She said cautiously while looking at his face, fearing that this moody prince would suddenly snap her.

Seeing her timid and cautious eyes that were afraid of getting angry, he was speechless for a while. Was he so scary in her eyes? He had always cherished her and was afraid that she would scare her away! "Little beggar, come here.

a little."

"Oh." She sat down little by little unwillingly, and looked at his face. It seemed that his face was not so ugly. She should have saved her life?? He watched her sit and move for a long time, and there were still a few people away from him.

He simply stood up and sat next to her, close to her. "Little beggar, tell me whether he is handsome or I am handsome."

"What?" She was confused for a moment, why was it that she was angry just now and it turned into a handsome problem.

"I ask you whether I am handsome or that Feng Yan is handsome." He asked with a dark face, a trace of suspicious embarrassment flashed across his face.

"Of course you are handsome. You see, you have a good figure, a good face, money and wealth, and power. You are simply the most ideal husband choice for any woman." In fact, she really wanted to say that.

The weird old man was more handsome, but seeing how dark his face was, if she dared to say that, she wouldn't know how she would die. She could swear that except for the first one, which was said without conscience, the rest were all true.

He watched her struggling to talk incessantly. Although he knew that her previous sentence was because she was afraid that she would be in the majority, he still found it useful and gently touched her head with his hand. "Good boy, you made me happy."

There is meat to eat.”

Lin Youyou is so embarrassed! She knows how to eat meat if she dares to fall in love with the prince. But she still doesn't dare to say anything? "Hehehe..."

The two of them were speechless for a moment, and the sound of the carriage gurgling on the road was particularly clear to their ears. Soon they heard the lively shouting of sales outside.

"parking."

"Yes, Prince, what are your orders?"

"Go to Feng Lai Lou and buy two cages of crystal shrimp dumplings."

"yes."

He didn't have breakfast just now, so he came here to eat crystal shrimp dumplings! Lin Youyou looked at him with the same look in his eyes.

"Prince, I have bought something." The guard bowed his head and offered it with both hands.

"Well, you go down! Keep going." He took it and gave her a cage. "Eat! You haven't had enough breakfast yet. You will be hungry when you eat in the palace."

"Oh." She took it easily. It seemed that the prince was quite attentive, but he didn't notice it yet. The food in Feng Lailou was indeed delicious. She finished the entire basket in a few seconds, and Nangong Jin had just finished finishing it gracefully.

A few of them, seeing the unfinished look on her face, gave her what they had. "The little beggar helped me eat this, but I don't want to eat it."

"Okay, okay." It seems that the royal family is really picky about eating such delicious food. Nangong Jin looked at her funny as if she was eating secretly, but seeing her eating so excitedly, he felt hungry.

.

"Who is it?" the palace guard asked the person on the carriage loudly.

Nangong Jin picked up the curtain and came out. "My king."


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