Chapter 297: Prince Hui Returns Home (1)
The begonias are loud, and the blue bells are always guarding the etiquette.
For Bluebell, taking care of Begonia is Madame's order, and she will naturally not be sloppy.
But she looked down on this kind of person who wanted to betray her wife and climb onto the bed of the head of the house, so she naturally wouldn't give her a good face.
"If you don't have anything else to do, I'll step back first." Bluebell didn't want to spend time with her like this, so he lowered his body slightly and turned away.
"Wait!" Begonia suddenly shouted.
Bluebell stabilized his figure, pursed the corners of his mouth in displeasure, and slowly turned around:
"What else do you have to do?"
"You...... Go get some late-night snacks......"
"I'm sorry, the kitchen is out, the cook has gone back to rest, and there is no supper." Blue Bell had a cold face, and without waiting for Begonia to finish speaking, he hurriedly replied.
Haitang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Hmph, the fire is out?" Rested? Could it be that when the prince comes back to the house and wants to eat something hot, do you also use such words to go back to him!? ”
"If the prince needs it, naturally someone will go to Zhang Luo, what does it have to do with me?"
"Are you determined to get along with me?" Begonia's voice became gloomy.
Blue Bell didn't answer, and said to himself: "Since it's okay, retire." ”
As she spoke, she turned around and left, no matter how many times Begonia shouted "stop" behind her, she didn't look back or stand, but walked straight out of the room and closed the door.
She felt that just staying in that house, breathing the same air as her, made her feel depressed and bored.
In this palace, there has never been a shortage of women who love the prince.
But no one did anything! This is not only respect for Mrs. and Lord, but also respect for yourself.
Bluebell also admires the prince, but that's all. She wouldn't even look at the prince more, let alone do something like stealing the prince's clothes and hiding them in the pillow.
What's even more infuriating is that she even said such things in front of her wife, which is really shameless!
The more Blue Bell thought about it, the more angry she became, and her teeth itched with anger.
Angrily came to the promenade outside the house, sat on the railing of the promenade, angrily broke a branch, and patted the bushes in front of him.
Suddenly, there was the sound of cars and horses in the distance, as well as the sound of iron tools colliding.
Blue Bell raised his head suddenly, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the obstacles in front of him, as if he saw Prince Hui leading a group of soldiers back to the house.
In fact, Prince Hui was really outside the mansion at this time. He flew off his horse, his posture was vigorous and light, and he didn't look like a pampered prince at all.
He took three steps and two steps to step up the steps in front of the door, and the doorkeeper hurriedly greeted him.
As he walked, he unfastened his cloak and threw it to the servant.
"Lord Wang, Lord Wang! Where are you going? The little maid trotted away, and when he saw Prince Hui going straight to the backyard, he hurriedly asked.
"I'll go to Qiao's place to see the county lord." Prince Hui didn't think that the little girl's question was a little strange, and responded casually, without the slightest slowness in his feet.
The little servant ran two steps and said breathlessly: "Lord Wang, the county lord and the lady have already fallen asleep, you, you might as well go and see them again tomorrow morning." ”
"Oh?" Prince Hui stopped suddenly, and the little guy behind him didn't stabilize for a while, and pounced directly on Prince Hui's back.
Prince Hui turned around and looked down at the little guy, who hurriedly took two steps back, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said words begging for mercy.
"Don't you have no bones in Borogier? Get up! "Prince Hui doesn't like to see his servants kneeling in front of him, and he is very similar to Prince Chun and even the Holy One.
The little guy twitched nervously, and quickly stood up, his head almost drooping to his chest.
(End of chapter)