Aunt Li had warned the third prince before that he was a moody prince who saw beheading as entertainment, so Qiucao did not dare to look at him much during the journey. When he arrived at the lobby, he lowered his head like a little daughter-in-law and did not dare to raise it.
I hope... the third prince is in a better mood today and won't chop off his head on a whim because her hairstyle or clothes don't suit his taste, Qiucao thought to herself.
While I was praying, a moist voice rang out, "Are you the Jade-faced Guanyin that Grandma Li said?"
Jade-faced Guanyin? What the hell? Why does it sound like a master of martial arts? Isn’t it possible that Aunt Li is adding to her identity that she is a master of martial arts who can kill people with a hundred steps and kill people invisible?
The more Qiucao thought about it, the more she became sweaty, but now she was stepping on someone else's territory, and if she did anything wrong, her head would be lost, so Qiucao nodded slightly and said, "Yes." [
The third prince nodded and said, "Raise your head and let me see."
"Yes." Qiucao took a deep breath, raised her head tremblingly, and then she was stunned.
This, this, this person with picturesque features and looks more beautiful than a monster is the legendary third prince who kills people without batting an eyelid? Sure enough... is the more beautiful something is, the scarier it is?
Qiucao looked at the person sitting on the large chair with exquisite carvings. Her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but feel frightened for the safety of her trip. If the third prince was really as rumored, he was a murderous devil.
, then I will definitely not be able to retire one day after my success. No matter whether the mission is successful or not, I will be killed in the end.
Looking forward to such a tragic fate, the little soul in Qiucao couldn't help but burst into tears: God, please hurry up and strike her back to modern times with another lightning strike. She doesn't want any money from Zuixianglou!
"Sure enough... they are very similar." The third prince glanced at Qiucao, paused slightly, said something incomprehensible, then stood up, walked a few steps and then stopped.
Qiucao was slightly startled, but then she realized that he was waiting for her. She quickly picked up the hem of her skirt and ran forward, following the third prince respectfully.
Under the guidance of the guards, the two of them came to a super luxurious horse carriage at the gate.