Fang Qing was secretly surprised in her heart, but she didn't dare to show any surprise on her face.
In front of masters, her small mistakes would usually be fatal.
So she said calmly: "I didn't expect it to be like this. On the way to Wangyue Tower, Chunxiang told me about the historical origins of the Four Kingdoms and your Liuli Kingdom, and some romantic rumors about the third prince. Since the third prince was mentioned in the first half
I personally confirmed it, so what about the second half, the Queen of Fengwu Dynasty, and Princess Jingyang of Chaoyang Dynasty, are they really—"
"I thought that Miss Luan was different from other women and wouldn't like to listen to these gossips in the streets and talk about gossip. I didn't expect -" Suye's ice-blue eyes rolled, and he raised his thin lips lightly.
Fang Qing's red lips twitched slightly, making a slight arc. "No matter what kind of person I am, one thing will not change, that is, the fact that I am also a woman. As a woman, she will always have some characteristics of a woman.
For example, they like to listen to gossip, worship heroes, like sweet words, etc.”
"What Miss Luan said surprised me." The dark anger between Suye's brows slowly dissipated.
Fang Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression was still cold. She raised her eyebrows and said slightly unhappy: "Third prince, please tell me clearly what your purpose is. I want to take a rest." Fang Qing said intentionally or unintentionally.
In the meantime, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. "Also, may I ask the third prince, when do you plan to bring Chunxiang, my princess's personal maid, back to me."
"Miss Luan, please rest assured that this prince will not disturb her for too long. I hope she will be patient. As for your maid Chunxiang, your maid will naturally come back as soon as this prince steps out of Fengqi Pavilion." Su Yebing
The soft light in the blue eyes is even gentler.
Women are women, they like to talk about right and wrong, they are more than impulsive, but they are not patient enough. The perfect dark corner of his lips suddenly evoked a cold arc.
Fang Qing frowned, her indifferent eyes flickered with a hint of impatience intentionally or unintentionally. Gradually, sparks appeared in her eyes.
Su Ye's icy blue luster glowed, and a smile flashed across the corner of his eyes. The moment he saw Fang Qing on the verge of breaking out in the line of fire, he finally spoke. "Miss Luan, I, the prince, came here tonight. I only want one thing from you, and I hope Luan."
Girl cooperates."
"Third Prince, are you kidding me? How can I, a weak woman like this princess, have the ability to make the Third Prince want me?" Fang Qing's eyebrows showed a hint of pride.
The corner of Suye's mouth curled up, and he smiled softly: "I think that only Miss Luan can help." He stood up, and when he turned his back to Fang Qing, a cold look passed through his eyes, and then he turned around with another smile.
Mianmian. "I wonder if Miss Luan is willing to help me?"
He smiled like a spring breeze, was as gentle as a willow tree, and when the wind blows, his beautiful eyes take on an evil luster like magic. Fang Qing secretly controlled it. She knew that there was an evil technique in this world, which was the magic of seducing the soul.
There is something wrong with his eyes, something is wrong at the moment.
"Miss Luan, are you willing to help me?" Suye shook her folding fan, her mouth shining brightly.
Fang Qing's eyes suddenly became blurred, and she stared blankly at Su Ye. "Yes."
"Then at dawn tomorrow, the box will be delivered to Miss Luan. I would like to ask Miss Luan to refuse to accept the box, okay?" He lowered his eyebrows and smiled gently.
"Okay." Fang Qing nodded numbly.
"Thank you so much, Miss Luan." He opened his folding fan, and the person disappeared like a breeze. The moment he left, Chunxiang rubbed her groggy head, and she pushed the door unsteadily and walked in.
Strange, why did she go out? Why didn’t she remember when she went out? Chunxiang slapped her head weirdly.
Fang Qing was still sitting in front of the candlelight, with a calm expression on her face, holding the book and flipping the pages silently.
Chunxiang yawned and said vaguely: "Miss Third, it's getting late. Let's see tomorrow. It's time to rest."
"That's fine." Fang Qing put down the book calmly, and she nodded.