Floating dust, "............"

Is Her Royal Highness the princess planning to strike first and strike first?

She's not going to make it!

Sure enough, I saw the master frowning coldly, "What are you doing?" ”

The corners of the woman's mouth continued to rise, and the sarcasm on her face was heavier, "Hehe." ”

"Xia Fanyin!"

"Hehehe!"

After a few sneers in a row, she didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the room without looking back.

Quan Tilt Nine, "........."

Floating dust, "............"

Fuchen looked at the woman's back in shock, and was in a groove in his heart, how could there be such an operation?

So does Her Royal Highness the Princess plan to leave him like this?

Doesn't she know that he will be more unlucky if he is left alone with the two of them after such a mockery?

Fuchen's heart is broken.

In the next second, he suddenly met the man's cold gaze, and a cold voice sounded, "Since this is what you want, then simply stay here - after the sacrifice the day after tomorrow, the deity will return to Beijing, and you will stay to repair the ancestral tomb for Ling Tian, and you will not be allowed to return to Beijing until the repair is completed." ”

He wanted to cry without tears, "Master, in fact, this matter ......"

Fuchen still wanted to explain, but the man didn't want to hear him explain at all, "Shut up." ”

Floating dust, "............"

He thought that this was already the ultimate of bad luck, but then, the man glanced at Qing Sang who came out of the kitchen, and added expressionlessly: "As for the relationship between you and Mo Lihua...... Whatever you want. ”

Fuchen looked at him in shock.

What Mo pear flower, what relationship?

After the man left, he strode towards Qingsang, "Qingsang......"

But Qingsang didn't even look at him, went back to the room directly, and locked the door.

"Knock knock knock—"

He knocked for a long time, but no one answered.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Fuchen's mood is very complicated.

…………

When he went to bed at night, Xia Fanyin tossed and turned, and his mind was full of what Uncle De had just said.

She couldn't help but get up, walked to the couch in the room and picked up Xiao Ran in her sleep, "It's on fire, get up!" ”

Xiao Ran was taken aback by her, "On fire? It's on fire, princess, run! ”

Xia Fanyin, "......"

She said faintly: "It's not on fire, it's just that you can't wake up from your sleep...... The moonlight is not bad tonight, let's enjoy the moon together. ”

Xiao Ran, "........."

Don't you sleep in the middle of the night and admire the moon?

She looked out of the window in a daze, the moon was in the sky, dim, where did the moonlight come from?

"Princess ......"

"Xiao Ran, how many years did you say that Princess Ben has known you?"

"This ...... It seems like five or six years. ”

Xia Fanyin nodded, and said thoughtfully: "If this princess did something eight years ago that made you feel unhappy now, but this matter has nothing to do with you, so you are unhappy but you can't have a seizure, but you are just unhappy, what do you say should you do at this time?" ”

Xiao Ran's brain was almost dizzy by her, and after thinking for a long time, she said in a daze: "Since this matter has nothing to do with the slave maid, why should the slave and maid be unhappy?" ”

"I've said what if, can you answer it well?!"

“……”

Xiao Ran thought for a long time, and said with a bitter face: "But eight years ago, the slave didn't know you at all, what does what you do have to do with the slave?" ”

Xia Fanyin felt that she was simply playing the piano to the cow.

But after thinking about it carefully, Xiao Ran's words seem to be correct......