Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips, her eyes lowered and she didn't say a word, her expression looked a little cold and a little tough.

When Murong Jiu saw her like this, not only was he not angry, but he felt a little distressed.

The little girl has always been very proud, typical of eating soft and not hard, and she will be angry and scattered, at the moment without saying a word, is she afraid of something?

"Huanhuan, what does this king want to do with you?" Murong Jiu sighed deeply, hugged Ye Qinghuan into his arms, and tightly prevented her from resisting and breaking free.

She didn't say anything, he didn't know what she minded.

Being hugged tightly by Murong Jiu, a few struggles appeared in Ye Qinghuan's eyes, do you want to ask for clarity?

But what if the answer wasn't what she wanted?

She can't bear this man anymore!

In the end, Ye Qinghuan was still silent, and did not ask the inexplicable guess in his heart.

Murong Jiu didn't force her, but her handsome face was very helpless, as if she wanted to give her time to recover by herself.

Perhaps, Murong Jiu was used to the little girl's petty nature, and he didn't think about the little girl's beautiful mother at all—how could he imagine that the little girl was jealous of her own mother?

After two or three in a row, the entire Nine Kings Mansion felt the tense and gloomy air pressure.

Everyone became cautious, for they could feel that the little lord and their prince were ...... It seems to be awkward!

Uh, albeit one-sidedly.

The prince looked a little helpless, his eyes were often a little dark, and thoughtful, but it was definitely not the prince who was angry, but the little county lord!

The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion felt kind, why was their prince's love road so bumpy?

It doesn't matter if you meet a little county lord who may be Xiliang's mysterious identity, she is still the daughter of Princess Zhan, and she is also a niece in name.

Now, the little county lord somehow suddenly got up and put the prince aside, looking so pitiful!

So, the housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion took advantage of the time to send new clothes to the little county lord, and asked nervously: "Little county lord...... Are you messing with the prince? ”

Ye Qinghuan was already irritable enough, but when she mentioned it, she became even more irritable, and said with a cold face: "Which eye of the housekeeper can see that I am making trouble?" ”

Left eye!

Right eye!

The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion didn't answer, but just smiled and pointed to his two eyes.

"Little county lord, the prince is brave and strategic, and the government has never been difficult for the prince, but this relationship is ...... The little county lord also knew that the prince had never known Ding Wan's thoughts before. The housekeeper of the Nine Princes' Mansion smiled and said good things for his own prince.

Hum!

Ye Qinghuan snorted secretly in her heart, sure enough, they were all her ninth uncle's people, and they all said good things for her ninth uncle!

It's just that how can she tell outsiders about the depression in her heart?

Even Uncle Jiu, she doesn't know how to ask, how to say!

After pursing her lips for a long time, Ye Qinghuan asked lightly: "Butler, is there any place in the palace where outsiders are not allowed to enter?" ”

Perhaps, the real answer is up to her to dig it out herself.

"This ......" The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion thought for a moment and replied truthfully: "It is the treasure house of the Royal Mansion." ”

There, except for the prince himself, no one has ever entered.

"Who's in the hands of the key?" Ye Qinghuan stood up, she wanted to see the man next to her, and she couldn't have the slightest secret!

Ancient people, what they liked most was to hide secrets in places where outsiders were not allowed to enter, and she didn't believe that if Murong Jiu really had a sweetheart, he would leave no traces!

"In the hands of the prince." The housekeeper of the Nine Kings Mansion still answered honestly.