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Chapter 232: Basking in the sun on a cloudy day (4)

"I can't get up!" She lied, spreading her arms and lying down on all fours!

Qing'er was so frightened just now that she finally met someone with whom she could play, have fun, and calm down her ups and downs.

"Idiot, what are you doing? You want to pretend to be dead!"

"No. I'm basking in the sun!" She answered without blinking or breathing.[

It's fine if you don't say it, but it's obvious that it's nonsense.

The third lady looked at the top of her head. There were only thick clouds above her head! How could she bask in the sun on such a cloudy day?

"What do you want to do?" The third lady kicked her again, and she lay down unable to get up.

"I told you, I'm basking in the sun."

"Why bask in the sun on a cloudy day? That's a lie."

"Shh! Don't make any noise. Father Sun will come out soon. If you make a noise, he will not come out if he is scared." Xiao Bihe said mysteriously, pouting slightly and blinking at the sky.

It was like she was really waiting for the sun to come out and shine on her.

The third lady didn't believe her lies, and she didn't have the humor to appreciate her jokes. She just thought that she had lost the election, and why should this fool be elected? It makes no sense, she is a thousand times and ten thousand times better than this fool.

Well, she must have spoken ill of her in front of the prince!

What she was thinking in her heart seemed to be the truth. The third lady immediately questioned loudly, "Get up! You idiot, what are you pretending to do? Do you want to complain to the prince again, saying that I bullied you?!"

"Huh? Complain?..." His confused eyes were blinking.

As soon as the third lady saw her like that, she felt that she didn't dare to go. She hummed a few times and continued to question unkindly, "Last time, did you go to complain to the prince?" According to the palace maid, the prince often

Came to find her.

"No..." A fool is a fool, but he understands what he says, so he can't just shoulder the blame.

"You still dare not to admit it? Tell me! Have you?" The third lady was jealous. A little foot wearing an embroidered shoe stepped hard on Bihe's little hand spread on the ground——

"Hey! It hurts! It hurts, it hurts..."


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