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Chapter 112 Bitch!

Feng Zao finally waited until the prince came out.

He immediately greeted her: "Sir, the princess... fainted."

Fengliye's face remains unchanged for thousands of years, and it remains expressionless.

Fenghaya didn't know what his expression meant.

He continued: "I went to Qiao'er to inquire, and they said that the wound was not healing well, coupled with the external cold and fever..."

"General Fenghaaya, I heard that a stunning man came outside, and he is still in the princess's carriage."

Rou'er supported Chu Weiyun and came out from under the pergola.

Chu Weiyun kept looking pale and seemed not to pay much attention to what they said.

It's completely different from usual times.

The person speaking at this time was Rou'er, who was aggrieved for her master.

Rou'er continued: "I don't know where that man came from, but he was able to ride in the same car as the princess..."

She suddenly stopped talking, because Feng Liye's cold gaze swept over her.

That gaze was actually very light, as light as water.

But it just makes my scalp numb and I dare not say a word.

"Did you forget about the palace maid's death before?" Feng Zao snorted coldly.

This stupid woman actually dares to make trouble in front of me!

When Rou'er heard this, her face changed with fright, and she knelt down with a plop.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong! I just said what I heard and saw. I definitely had no intention of slandering the Ninth Princess!"

"It's also a fault to talk nonsense! Come on!"

Feng Zao acted based on Feng Liye's expression. Of course he knew that the prince was unhappy.

His face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Drag this wretched maid down and give her twenty beatings with the cane!"

"Yes!" Two guards came over immediately to take Rou'er away.

Rou'er looked at Chu Weiyun and was so anxious that she was sweating profusely: "Princess, Princess, please help me! Princess, please help me!"

From the beginning to the end, Chu Weiyun's face showed no expression except for a weak look.

She wasn't anxious, but when Rou'er was about to be dragged away, she looked at Feng Liye with a glint of water in her eyes.

"Shuang'er is dead, and this girl is the only one left by my side. Brother Ye, do you want to force me to death again?"

Death, she died twice last night!

Feng Liye's cold eyes sank slightly.

Finally, when the two guards raised their military sticks to punish Rou'er, he waved his hand.

The two immediately let Rou'er go.

Rou'er ran back crying and knelt at Chu Weiyun's feet: "Princess..."

Chu Weiyun ignored her and only looked at Feng Liye: "Brother Ye, I'm not feeling well. I want to go back and rest."

"Yeah." Feng Liye nodded.

But he didn't make any move. It looked like he wouldn't come over to help.

Chu Weiyun coughed twice and returned to the carriage with Rou'er's help.

"That bitch is so shameless. She pretended to faint and attracted the prince's sympathy!"

Through the car curtain, I saw Feng Liye's tall body walking towards the back of the team.

Rou'er had just escaped from the disaster, but now she was very angry.

"Princess, look, the prince is really going to be fooled!"

Chu Weiyun just looked at it indifferently, then withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes to rest.

"Princess! You can't ignore it! The prince is going to be snatched away by that bitch!"

"I'm tired." Chu Weiyun's long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

She grabbed the blanket on her body and even her fingers shook slightly.

"Rou'er, don't talk, I feel bad, I feel bad!"

Rou'er's face suddenly changed with fright: "Princess, Princess, what's wrong with you?"


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