The third prince smiled at him, the smile looked very gentle, but in the eyes of the second prince, it immediately woke up the alarm, he leaned back slightly, and looked at the third prince with a wary face.

The third prince naturally noticed his vigilance, he smiled, and did not say anything about it, but clapped his hands gently, and in the cool night, the voice that suddenly remembered seemed so strange and empty. Before the second prince could react, he saw a mermaid with a black-covered cloth turban rushing in, each holding a stack of wooden trays with a porcelain bowl upside down on it.

The men holding the tray stood silently behind the Third Prince......

The one hundred and second chapter of "The White Moonlight Dressed as a Sick Prime Minister" is a chapter of thinking is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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