Before he could say anything, she started crying.

This cunning and changeable personality is a bit similar to the girl in memory.

The young prince looked at her coldly and pursed his lips tightly.

It's quite heavy.

Ye Tingcheng gave him a praise in his heart, if ordinary people know that they may be poisoned, it is nothing more than two situations, either they are scared and urinate, or they immediately ask her for an antidote.

And the young man in front of him, leaning on a pile of splendor, his eyes were dark and deep, faintly flashing with a bit of murderous intent, and the corners of his lips were pursed, showing the strength and depth of his heart.

Looking at him, he is only a teenager, not much older than himself now, but with a kind of calmness and dignity that adults can't reach, he can be regarded as a character.

Since he wanted to see her cry, then it was good enough for her to cry.

At first, Ye Chengcheng was pretending to cry, but crying and crying, remembering his tragic crossing encounter, this fake crying still has a bit of sincerity in it.

Ye Chengcheng couldn't remember how many times he had cried wantonly.

From childhood to adulthood, she received the top education, family training, military training, and all kinds of glory, she constantly oppressed her potential and pushed herself forward. She barely remembered that she actually cried because she didn't have time to cry.

Now it was as if it had all been lost to her memory.

"Who the hell am I?" Ye Tingcheng asked while crying.

It is said that tears are a woman's best weapon, and Ye Chengcheng has now sacrificed his magic weapon, but the other party seems to be indifferent.

It's also that she did it too well before, in order to think about her future life, Ye Tingcheng felt that she had better be more restrained, after all, this is an ancient time that she has not read from history, and if she wants to survive well, she has to put away the previous set.

The young prince finally moved the corners of his lips slightly, "This king also wants to know who you are." ”

Ye Tingcheng wiped his tears and moved forward, and the guards beside the young prince immediately looked at Ye Tingcheng vigilantly.

"Good brother." Ye Chengcheng said fleshily, "You must have seen me, right, can you please tell me who I am?" ”

Good brother? The corners of the young prince's lips faintly showed a sneering smile, and now the woman in front of him really looked a little like her. If he hadn't seen her viciousness with his own eyes, the young prince felt that even he was about to be deceived by the innocence of the girl in front of him.

"First of all, tell me how you poisoned this king?" The young prince asked slowly.

Finally asked, Ye Tingcheng thought that he could endure it and not ask.

"Actually, I didn't poison it at all." Ye Chengcheng smiled flatteringly.

"Really?" The young prince's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

"Whoever you press your temple hard will hurt." Ye Tingcheng said as a matter of course.

"Then do you mean that this king has been deceived by you?" The young prince's words suddenly became a little colder.

"I didn't lie to you from beginning to end." Ye Chengcheng blinked innocently, "You think about it carefully." ”

The young prince's face changed slightly, and he really thought about it for a while, as the girl said, she really didn't deceive herself, she just guided herself with words.