Chapter 175: Who Is Behind the Killing in the Dark Night? 9
Could it be that he had seen the scene where Yan'er recognized the palace master just now and was spying on him?
After having this idea in my mind, my expression became unhappy
"Ruyi doesn't understand what the prince means?"
She looked around and saw that the monks who were doing the rituals were no longer there.
"Are we...are we leaving?"
"Let's go? Are you here to have a cup of tea?"
There was obvious dissatisfaction in Leng Qingfeng's words
"You are such a simple-minded woman. In my opinion, it would be better for that Haotian child not to follow you. Otherwise, what kind of good man can a woman educate? Do you want to see your son encounter difficulties in the future and learn to do so?"
Do women cry bitterly?”
Even though his voice was very low, it still annoyed Ruyi.
What is he talking about?
Why can’t I raise a good son by myself?
Too big a man, a little girl can't educate a man well?
Then who educated him?
Doesn't he have a mother?
Also said that Haotian will encounter difficulties in the future?
Isn't he cursing his own son?
Thinking of this, she glared at him hatefully
"It seems that none of this has anything to do with you?"
choked on her words
Yes, she is not that woman. She does not admit this, and she cannot be sure about it. So what right does she have to say?
My heart immediately felt dissatisfied
He said something to her in a cold voice.
"We can't go back today. We have to spend the night in Jiugong Pavilion. Someone will arrange for you to stay later. If you like it, just look around. Maybe this place can give you a different feeling..."
After saying that, he turned around and left
The back is as cold as the Jiugong Mountain in front of you
He really has no manly character, he always acts like he can't die or live!
Ruyi cursed in her heart
But when she raised her eyes, she saw a portrait enshrined in the middle of the main hall.
He is an older man with a kind face and strong eyes.
It should be the deceased old prince?
Feeling a little uneasy, I clasped my hands secretly and said, "Old man, I did this unintentionally, don't blame me!"