"Why are you crying?" If it was because he was afraid of punishment, then he could tell her generously that he had no intention of punishing her at all.
"..." Jiu'er shook her head gently. As the tears flowed out, the nausea in her heart became much less. As long as she didn't think about it... However, she would not let that old pervert prince go.
Suddenly, she looked at the masked man, who was destined to be her. "Will you leave that prince?"
The masked man raised his eyebrows vigorously, then lowered his eyelids, "No." Can a person leave him? Unless he dies, he will never leave...
Jiu'er frowned hard, thinking hard, and glanced at the masked man from time to time.
"If I want to deal with that prince, will you help me or him?" After saying that, Jiu'er sighed. Needless to say, he must be helping the prince. He is the prince's subordinate, and he,
It was only the second time she met him. Although she said she wanted him to come,...his behavior also clearly showed that he didn't want her.
But soon, a strange look appeared in her eyes again, and she looked at the masked man suspiciously, "Hong'er isn't outside?"
"It was still there when I came here. If not here, it's probably outside the courtyard now."
The suspicion in Jiu'er's eyes became even stronger, "Why did Hong'er let you in?"
"In this villa, no one dares to stop me wherever I go." The masked man's tone showed full domineering. As soon as he finished speaking, he asked Jiu'er: "Why do you want to deal with that prince?" He didn't remember.
He had offended her before, and if so, it was she who caused trouble in his villa.
"Yes, you, the bodyguard, entered your prince's wife's room, no one dared to stop her even if she was taking a bath..." At this point, Jiu'er's eyes suddenly moved, and then he suddenly realized, "That's right, since your prince can't
Now, he has admitted so many women here...If he can't do it himself, he can only ask his subordinates to do it for him..."
Thinking of the pair of wild mandarin ducks she found under the rockery before, she couldn't help but said with disdain: "That prince of yours is such a stinky shit. He married all the women if he couldn't do it himself, and let the guards do such sneaky things...
Could it be that he prefers green hats?"
Having said this, Jiu'er looked the masked man up and down again, "Speaking of which, your prince is really kind to you. The guard is still sneaky after all, but you are so blatant..."