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Chapter 12: It's better not to have a next time

There was no rebuke and no clear agreement. Is this considered an agreement? Not knowing how to react, Uncle Xu was stunned for a moment.

Seeing this scene, the young man who had just been informed could neither advance nor retreat.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little weird.

"My lord, what do you mean..." Uncle Xu asked again hesitantly.

"Since he said he fainted, let's bring him down first. How can we let an outsider die outside my Prince Xuan's palace?" Rong Xuan turned his back, his cold and arrogant tone, and his instinctive kingly demeanor made him always aloof.

Xu Bo was startled.

A smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth. He had watched the prince grow up since he was a child. If he was asked to do something good, he... was so awkward sometimes, why would he be pretending...

Manager Xu quickly walked to the door of the palace and took the cold water brought by the servant.

"Girl, wake up, wake up..." As he spoke, he brought the bowl to the woman's mouth and tried to take a mouthful. Seeing the swallowing movement, Mr. Xu felt anxious before he put it down.

"Thank you, sir, slave..." Liang Jun'er was confused. When she opened her eyes, she wanted to kowtow again, but her head was still dizzy. She was not lying... she had overacted, and she really had a heatstroke.

Damn it, what the hell is this...

"Okay, girl, come in with me. Remember, it was not me who saved you, but our prince who is kind-hearted and willing to reward you with a drink of water. The prince is the master you will serve in the future..."

"Yes, I know!" Liang Jun'er seemed to timidly follow Manager Xu into the house. Her pale face made her already big eyes look even more real.

"It's time to meet the prince!"

"My slave, Ruyue, has met the prince, and thanks him for saving his life!" Although he lowered his head, he still had to be polite in replying and saluting. The first rule for time-traveling women to start sentences is that those who are slaves and those who play supporting roles,

It must be named "Ruyue"... No, Ruhua? She named it wrong...

However, did Poya's dead prince deliberately ignore her existence because he wanted to test her patience?

I knelt for a long time, a really long time.

He seemed to be admiring the calligraphy and painting on the wall. He always turned his back to her who was kneeling in the hall. It took him half a cup of tea before he turned around and drank all the tea on the table.

"Since I'm adding a servant, Uncle Xu, you can just handle such trivial matters. However, it's best not to have a next time!"

The cold words without any emotion made Liang Jun'er, who was kneeling in the hall, startled. However, his face always maintained the same look as when he just walked in. There was gratitude, fear, and secret joy?

However, Rong Xuan didn't seem to know at all, because he never raised his head to look up.

Liang Jun'er doesn't care. Now that she has entered this prince's palace, that is her purpose. As for you, the high and mighty prince, it is best that you never notice my little girl, so that I can live my free and easy life in peace, hehe! What's more, she

He would never really admit that those two children were really his...

"Yes, old slave, take her down now!"

"You said your name is?" I watched carefully in secret along the way. Although this girl's origins were unknown, her behavior was quite decent.

"Sir, my name is Ruyue!" A clear voice resounded in the backyard, attracting the surrounding servants who were immersed in their work and couldn't help but raise eyebrows.

"I am the general manager of the palace, and everyone calls me General Manager Xu." This uncle sounds really awkward!


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