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1107. Chapter 1107 When an old friend meets her, she is not a painting or a painting

When Huayin heard this voice, his body stiffened suddenly, and then he raised his head and looked at Yuan Hongxi and Muyin, with a polite smile on his lips, and his voice was smooth: "Huayin has met the prince and the princess."

"Hua, Huayin..." Muyin looked at her blankly, still unable to adapt to it for a long time. Did she change her name?

"Princess, you heard me right, the daughter of the common people is the sound of the painting. The paintings of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the lingering sound." Looking into Muyin's eyes, the expression of the painting is so polite that no one can find fault.

This kind of feeling has never been experienced in wood paintings.

Seeing that Muyin didn't speak, Huayin smiled lightly and rubbed the heads of the children in front of him: "Be good, go back to your seat and sit down first."

This group of children all listened to the words of the picture, and they laughed loudly and quickly ran back to their seats obediently.

Little Ruyue bit her finger and looked at Huayin and her mother. She glanced back and forth and finally had an epiphany! Ah, it turns out that her mother and Huayin look a bit alike!

Just like sisters.

However, her mother was more beautiful, and Xiao Ruyue suddenly felt a sense of pride. She straightened her back, poked the friend next to her, and said proudly: "Did you see, that beautiful princess is my mother?"

, my mother is a great beauty."

"Hmm." The friend next to her was very indifferent. He glanced at her and continued to read with his head down.

"Nerd." Xiao Ruyue pursed her lips and snorted, then continued to hold her chin, her eyes wandering on Muyin and Huayin.

After seeing the children all seated, Huayin said respectfully: "There is no place to talk here, why don't the princess and the prince go sit in the study?"

So Muyin followed Huayin to the study.

Someone immediately served tea, but Muyin's eyes never left Huayin's body for a moment. After taking a sip of the hot tea, she was almost scalded to the point of soaking it, and whined: "It's your uncle! Ouch, Ouch, tea.

You’re going to burn me to death!”

Mr. Meng was so frightened that he couldn't help shouting to his servants: "Why are you pouring such hot tea for the princess?"

Muyin fanned his tongue and said to Mr. Meng: "No, it doesn't matter. Ouch... the water that makes tea has to be very hot. It's not her fault, it's me."

People say that the princess is magnanimous, carefree and friendly, and now it turns out that she is indeed so. Mr. Meng felt relieved and felt relaxed.

Yuan Hongxi couldn't help laughing when she saw Muyin's fussing, and took out an ointment from his arms. He asked Muyin to stick out his tongue, then spread the ointment evenly with his index finger, and applied it on her.

This versatile medicine can be used by Muyin all year round. No, sometimes I carry it with me for Xiao Ruyue to use.

When Huayin saw Yuan Hongxi's gentle demeanor, the loneliness in his eyes was deep for a while, and then he felt relieved.

She opened the tea, blew a breath, took a sip and then slowly put it down, covering her mouth with a smile: "The relationship between the princess and the prince is really good, so good that it is enviable."

"You will also find something good..." Muyin blurted out, but felt strange.

She knew what Mu Hua had done to her before, but she really couldn't hate her. After all, Mu Hua had treated her sincerely, and she had saved herself in the end regardless of her own safety.

These can all be used as bargaining chips for forgiveness.

Seeing her calm look, Muyin sighed quietly in his heart, with a bit of a smile on his face: "How are you... how have you been lately?"

"Back to Princess, the voiceover has always been very good." She also had a delicate smile on her lips, but there was no false sense of pretense.


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