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Chapter 243 The fierce and cute little prince (4)

 Including Yun Changmao and his wife, everyone was trembling with fear, their legs were weak and dripping with cold sweat, and they did not dare to make a sound.

The prince was stunned and furious, "You said that I covet her?! Jun Wuchen, I think you are out of your mind!"

Jun Wuchen's words were simply humiliating in the eyes of the prince.

Chiguoguo’s humiliation!

How could he, a dignified prince, covet a broken shoe that had been played with and had a child?

"It's not coveting, so what does the prince mean?"

Jun Wuchen sneered, "What good thing did this king do to you by granting me a marriage?"

The prince suddenly became speechless.

That's right, his coveting of Yun Luo is not a matter of love between man and woman.

But it happens to be more vicious than the love affair between men and women.

What he is interested in is Yun Luo's special physique. As long as she is pregnant and gives birth, she is the best medicine to induce the mother body, a hundred times more effective than the furnace cauldron.

But such a reason can never be explained.

Yun Luo's special physique is a secret in the heart of the prince. Even Yun Qingyue doesn't know about it. How could he tell Jun Wuchen, his sworn enemy?

Wait...

The prince's heart trembled, and his suspicious eyes shot towards Jun Wuchen like sharp arrows.

Jun Wuchen and Yun Luo have only met each other a few times, but he insists on marrying her. Could it be that he also knows the secret of Yun Luo's physique?

It's very possible.

The prince used himself to save others, even if he beat him to death, he didn't believe that Jun Wuchen was sincere to Yun Luo.

There are so many beauties in the world. As King Jing, what kind of woman can he not get? How can he like a broken shoe?

The only possibility is that King Jing knows the value of Yun Luo.

On the surface it was a gift of marriage, but in reality it was the same idea as him.

The prince's face was changing, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't speak. Could it be that he was feeling guilty?" Jun Wuchen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the edge became colder.

"It's nonsense, I don't know what it means!"

The prince scolded angrily, suppressing the deep fear and suspicion in his heart, and said with a stern look: "I think you are out of your mind and want to marry such a woman with a bad reputation, regardless of the royal family's face."
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Jun Wuchen raised his eyebrows but did not speak yet.

The prince waved his sleeves fiercely, "This matter is completely ridiculous! Since I can't stop you, then wait until you are in front of your father and then have a good argument! Someone, come and escort me into the palace!"

The prince left as soon as he said he wanted to, leading a group of guards and cheering away. There was a sense of urgency behind him, and even Yun Qingyue and the elders had forgotten about it.

The Ginkgo Garden suddenly became empty.

Yun Luo frowned slightly and exchanged an inexplicable look with Jun Wuchen.

The prince actually left like this? This is not like his style.

Yun Changmao felt like a bolt from the blue.

Before he could accept that Yun Luo had been granted a marriage, the prince also walked away in the blink of an eye, leaving him alone to face the difficult His Highness Prince Jing. The feeling was beyond description.

Poor Yun Changmao was almost trembling.

The eldest lady's attention was not on the prince. Instead, she stared at Yun Luo and Jun Buli, who was clinging to her arms, as if she had seen a ghost. Her whole body was twitching like an epilepsy.

"This child... this child is..." the eldest lady asked in horror.

Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen ignored her.

Jun Buli glanced at her with his big purple eyes and recognized that she was also one of the people who bullied his mother. He immediately frowned, and his handsome and delicate little face seemed to reveal an innate dignity.

and majesty.

The little guy shouted with a sweet voice: "How brave, why don't you be polite when you see my prince?"


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