Shen Junjiu knew that Xia Lan and Holly were the dead soldiers of the Northern Palace, but the dead soldiers in her impression were all silent.

It's like Xia Lan who also knows how to analyze emotions.

The head of this is the Word, and where it is like a dead man.

It's better to say that it's a matchmaker.

Xia Lan seemed to know what Shen Junjiu meant, and was a little embarrassed: "In fact, slaves and maids and holly are not completely dead, the real dead soldiers in the Northern Palaces are all cultivated since childhood, and if they break seven emotions and six desires, they will only kill people." ”

"The slave's family was originally on the northern border, and at the age of thirteen, the Tatars attacked the city and burned the village where the slave and maid lived, and the slave and maid were protected by their father and mother and survived, and later were picked up by Holly who went out with the prince, and she was brought into the camp of the dead."

"It's just that the slave maid has no talent in martial arts, so Holly begged the prince and let the slave and maid learn poison art with the poisonous mother-in-law."

Shen Junjiu was a little surprised when he heard this.

She had some doubts before, Holly was fine, her temperament was calm and few words, but Xia Lan's temperament was not like a dead soldier at all.

I didn't expect her to be from the northern border, and I didn't expect her to be picked up by Holly.

It's no wonder that the relationship between the two of them is different from others, and Xia Lan also cares about Holly very much, and she didn't even want her life for Holly before.

Xia Lan said: "When the slave maid entered the camp of the dead, she already understood everything, so Miss don't think that the slave and maid can only kill, but they don't understand the love between men and women." ”

"The slave maid thinks that the prince really likes Miss."

Shen Junjiu pursed his lips when he heard this, "But I don't like him." ”

"Do you really don't like it, or do you think you don't like it?"

Shen Junjiu looked slightly stunned.

"Although the slave maid has followed the young lady for a short time, the young lady's temper and the slave maid have personally experienced it."

"You are never a person who is willing to wronged yourself, the slave and maid only offended you slightly, you can expel the slave and maid without hesitation, and you don't care about the life or death of the slave and maid."

"If you really don't like the prince and don't have the slightest affection for him, when the prince mentioned marriage before, or even said those words, you would have interrupted it directly, or rejected it bluntly, how could you let the prince finish all his words?"

Shen Junjiu's face changed slightly at Xia Lan's words: "I just don't want to embarrass your prince and ruin the cooperative relationship." ”

Xia Lan blinked: "But Miss wasn't so polite to the prince before." ”

If you want to say it, you can say it if you want to.

That day, Wang Laozi didn't look like he was restrained at all, when did he scruple about it?

"And if it were Xiao Gongzi who said this to Miss today, saying that he was going to marry Miss and go to the house, what would happen to Miss?"

Shen Junjiu thought for a moment.

replaced Yan Wuge with Xiao Huai, and he held a folding fan in his hand and opened those amorous peach blossom eyes, and told her in a graceful manner that he fell in love with her at first sight and wanted to marry her......

“……”

Shen Junjiu shook his body, and there was a chill.

She will probably hammer Xiao Huai's dog head!

"Look, Miss won't put up with him, will she?"

Xia Lan said with a smile, "So the slave maid thinks that the young lady doesn't hate the prince." ”

Shen Junjiu's eyebrows furrowed when she heard this, and she wanted to refute her words, but she didn't know what to say for a while, and she always felt that she seemed to be weak in everything she said at this time.

When I went back to my room, I washed up and lay down on the bed.

Looking at the smoky blue curtain hanging overhead, Shen Junjiu's mind was still ringing Xia Lan's words.

"Miss doesn't hate the prince......"

……