Chen Xi couldn't help but complain: "Prince An, you said you are handsome?"
Damn it, why are you still pretending that she is lonely, empty, and cold?
Even if she is really lonely, empty and cold, then she can't go to him, a pretty guy with a face that looks like it's been greased, okay?
"Isn't it?" An Zaili was angry!
The burning anger in his chest was stirred up by Chen Xi's mocking eyes, and it became vigorous!
But Chen Xi nodded "honestly": "Yes, you are handsome, elegant, and suave. Compared with you, my prince is more like a beggar than an immortal - you can't even compare!"
"You! Shang Kexi, who do you think is the beggar?" An Zaili was furious.
"One is the most beautiful man in the world who is loved by everyone and has flowers in bloom, and the other is a wretched emperor who hates getting married so much that he runs into a woman's room in the middle of the night when he has nothing to do. Do we need to say who is the beggar?
"
"Shang Kexi, you!!!"
An Zhengli swung his fist and was about to pounce on Chen Xi again in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xi exclaimed and hurriedly hid behind Feng Mulian, using Feng Mulian to block his fist.
Feng Mulian frowned slightly, glanced at Chen Xi from the corner of her eye, and her voice became cold: "Prince An, do you want me to help you judge, or do you want to talk about whether you are handsome or not?"
An Zhengli's whole body shivered when Feng Mulian's cold gaze swept over him.
He retracted his fist angrily and wanted to glare at Chen Xi, but accidentally hit Feng Mulian's cold eyes in front of her.
He curled his lips and said unwillingly: "Anyway, I will never admit my fault for what happened tonight!"
"Oh? So you really want to bring this matter to your father?"
Feng Mulian raised her eyebrows and her eyes fell on An Zhengli's evasive eyes. Hearing An Zhengli say hesitantly: "Okay, I admit that I went to her room tonight, but I can't do anything else."
Didn’t do it! If you have any evil intentions, it’s just something made out of nothing!”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Chen Xi covered his face and cried loudly.
Master Li frowned tightly and looked at An Zhengli with contempt: "Prince An, a man, you must dare to do what you do!"
"Why is this prince not a man? Old man Li, be careful what you say!"
An Zhengli's fists were so tight that veins popped out. Seeing that no one believed him, even Feng Mulian looked at him with distrust. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "My lord,
If you say no, it means no! If you don’t believe it, you can go back to her room and have a look. I accidentally stepped on... stepped on the basin and got all wet before I took off my clothes."
"oh?"
Zhu Xiangguo, who was silently watching the debate between Chen Xi and An Zhengli, said: "In this case, let's go to the sixteenth princess's cabin and see the truth together!"
As he spoke, he took the lead and took two steps. Suddenly, he saw that Feng Mulian did not follow. He was frightened, so he turned around and asked additionally: "Fourteenth Prince, look..."
"Let's go!"
Feng Mulian glanced at Zhu Xiangguo, who was blocking the front, expressionlessly, and chuckled: "Deacon Zhu, please lead the way!"
Zhu Xiangguo: "...Here!"
Chen Xi followed Feng Mulian, holding back a smile in his heart.
What a fourteenth prince, he has a lot of airs! However, it feels so good to see Zhu Xiangguo deflated!