55. What the little maid and the guards have to say
She didn't care whether the emperor would send someone to catch the adulterer or not, and she suddenly felt relaxed in her heart - just like a murderer, waiting for the court to pronounce the sentence every day, the waiting process is the most frightening; but when the dust is finally settled, the final decision is made.
Now, I'm not so scared anymore...
It's just a pity, why is the scumbag the third prince?
Even if he is just an ordinary guard with no family property or official rank, even if he is extremely poor, he is still much better than the third prince...
Look at the makeup of the Third Prince, she shuddered when she thought about it.【26nbsp;】
Besides Pan Jinlian, who would like his style????
It's really terrible.
What's even more terrible is, why doesn't he feel like that in the dark night? Could it be that he is wearing makeup and powder to deliberately hide his true identity???
It’s a mess, it’s a mess…
How could it be so bloody??
She had a splitting headache, so she simply stopped thinking about it, hugged her legs, and took a nap against the wall.
The mattress and quilt were all still there, and when she touched them, the water, dry food, melons and fruits were still there... Even the residual warmth on the scumbag's body was still vaguely... At this moment, she actually had a strange thought: Why did she miss that man?
man?
Is it because of his super strong and super aggressive male hormone temperament?
After being in the palace for many years, what I faced every day was either women or eunuchs... and eunuchs happened to be a group of people with no hormones or testosterone...
In this life, the only person she met was such a tough man——
Therefore, it is not a fantasy that young maids often have affairs with guards in the palace.
Just, just, how could it be the Third Prince???
She sat for a long time, and when she woke up, it was already dawn.
When he returned to the Luohua Palace, he was confused. Pearl yawned when she saw her, and seemed to be shocked: "Miss... what are you..."
"It's okay, I got up early and went out for a walk..."
"Miss……"
"I'm not feeling well, don't bother me."
"But, don't you have breakfast?"
"I won't eat, not for breakfast, not for lunch, not for dinner...don't bother me all day today."
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Pearl said anxiously, "Miss, miss, you..."
She entered the house and closed the door with a bang.