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Chapter 92, Capture the Flower Picker Alive.

We arrived at a small shabby house. It was dark inside. There was a bed and many pieces of women's clothes.

Shengsheng saw this through the window.

"Um...is this???that??" The third prince woke up and opened his eyes. He didn't have any strength at all when he thought about it.

I looked to the side and saw where the flower picker was drinking tea.

"Who are you??"

He looked at a long, wretched man sitting there.

"I? The gangster. The flower-picking thief. Known as the [Flower Bee Queen]." The wretched man said.

The Third Prince smiled.

This smile made the wretched man lose his sense of proportion. Even Sheng Sheng outside the window couldn't control it.

The third prince looked at the window where the paper cup had poked several holes. His four eyes were blinking, and he felt confident that all he needed to do was provide them with evidence.

"Then Queen Bee, does she know who I am???" As soon as the cooing voice came out, Sheng Sheng immediately extinguished the little stars in his eyes.

The flower picker also had trouble breathing because of the voice. "Who the hell are you? Let's talk about it later."

As he said that, he pulled off his clothes and prepared to bully me.

"Bump..." Li Ying kicked the door open.

Sheng Sheng: "Hey, why is he so restless?" She said as she followed him. She knew Shi Rui's instructions. "The Third Prince's identity was discovered by this person. Unless he is silenced first, he will still be interrogated.

It will inevitably be revealed during the process. This is absolutely unacceptable. It will damage the faces of both the royal family and the third child. Not to mention that the other fourth children will definitely laugh to death if they know about it."

The flower-picking thief was caught alive when he was not expecting it. At this moment, he only had a liku on him.

Rui blocked Shengsheng's sight. Huozhu also naturally avoided his sight.

"Uh," the flower picker was hit hard on the back of his neck and fell to the ground.

Rui: "Put some clothes on him and take him away."

"Yes." He replied solemnly. Rui walked to the pile of clothes, searched, and found a red bottle, which must be the antidote.

I gave it to the Third Prince to smell.

After that, the third prince could stand up slowly, and soon he could move freely.


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