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110. Chapter 110 Don't call me princess in the future

Feng Qianchen looked into Jiao Xiaoliu's eyes and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Feng Qingchen actually didn't tell him about this matter, but he knew about it and even acquiesced to Feng Qingchen's actions.

Shangguan Ruoxin's mood finally calmed down, and she looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. "Do you think I will forgive you for pretending to know nothing?"

How could Jiao Xiaoliu not understand Feng Qingchen's purpose for doing this? She also understood the reason why Feng Qianchen didn't tell her, but she couldn't forgive herself. She had promised in front of Concubine Shu and Meng Shuyun that she would not let Shangguan

Ruoxin was a little hurt. If it was Shangguan Ruoxin who had fallen for herself, of course she could completely shirk the responsibility, but now? It can be said that this incident happened under her nose. She said that she did not

I know, let alone Shangguan Ruoxin, even I can't believe it.

Jiao Xiaoliu waved his right hand, and the 'Wind-cutting Sword' disappeared from his hand, and he said calmly, "Shangguan Ruoxin, why do I want you to forgive me?" He put on his signature evil smile on his lips, "Don't talk about me, Jiao Xiaoliu.

I haven’t done anything to apologize to you, and even if I did, I don’t need your forgiveness. Do you understand?”

Jiao Xiaoliu calmly distanced herself from Feng Qianchen. This move made Feng Qianchen's heart throb violently, "Xiao Liu..."

"Yes?" Jiao Xiaoliu replied, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, and his words were neither close nor distant. He seemed to be a different person, "What's the matter? Seventh Prince."

Feng Qianchen stiffened, clenched his fists, and the veins on his hands popped out, "What did you just call me?" The voice of Feng Qianchen, the seventh prince who was always as cold as a mountain, trembled so obviously that everyone was stunned.

Got there.

Jiao Xiaoliu was smiling, but everyone who knew her knew that her smile did not reach her eyes, "Seventh Prince, is there something wrong?"

"Princess, a total of sixteen of these villains have been caught by the subordinates. How should we deal with them?" Bu Qingyun did not notice anything wrong in the atmosphere and continued, "They are all Lianjiazi and hurt three of us.

brother."

Jiao Xiaoliu shrugged, "Oh, leave it to your prince. After all, the things he smashed are his, and it's his business to deal with them." After a pause, "Also, don't call me princess in the future."

"Ah?" Jiao Xiaoliu's few words made Bu Qingyun so confused that the monk couldn't figure it out. He asked without fear of death, "Why?"

"What a stupid question, because I am not." Jiao Xiaoliu said with a smile, flipping his right hand, holding the 'Wind-Destroying Sword' in his hand, handed it to Bu Qingyun, and said loudly, "Here, this is the legendary sword

Haven't you always wanted to see the 'wind-cutting sword'?"

Bu Qingyun's eyes gleamed when he saw the 'Wind Cutting Sword'. He didn't even bother to consider Jiao Xiaoliu's previous words. He touched the 'Wind Cutting Sword' with his hand and felt a chill run through his bones. "The 'Wind Cutting Sword' is really extraordinary."

"Bu Qingyun couldn't help but sigh, not realizing that his own prince was looking at him with murderous eyes.

Jiao Xiaoliu sighed silently, put away the 'wind-cutting sword', and slowly approached Shangguan Ruoxin, "I'm leaving, so you can take care of yourself in the future."

"Jiao Xiaoliu, you dare to leave here and try." A cold light suddenly appeared in Feng Qianchen's eyes, and the low pressure obviously enveloped the entire Seventh Prince's Mansion.

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