Chapter 300: She's a Clever Hand? (2)
"What about the other one?" Zhai Xiying asked for Youruo.
Carefree smiled, as if he had seen through everything, "The Pavilion Master and the Wonderful Hands have a close relationship, and they are like brothers. In fact, the two of them are the sixth prince, Zhai Xiyou, and the prime minister's princess, Miss Lu Youruo. They are not brothers, they are childhood sweethearts! ”
Zhai Xiying grabbed Youruo's shoulder hand, and almost crushed Youruo's shoulder bone.
Youruo snorted in pain, asking Zhai Xiying to let go of her.
"Youruo, you're right, right?"
Youruo glared at Worry-free, if she was really a good boy, wouldn't Worry-Free be cheating her by doing this?
"Don't worry, there is no evidence, why bother to put the name of a wonderful boy on me? Also, I'm a woman. In fact, in her heart, she also had a guess that she was a good man.
Worry-free paced around Youruo and Zhai Xiying, nodding thoughtfully, "Hmm... The master is actually a woman dressed as a man. ”
"That's enough." Zhai Xiying yelled, telling Wu Wu to stop speaking, "I will live in King Ying's Mansion in the future." ”
The matter of Yu Lan's control has not yet been clarified, and she cannot be let out.
Wuwu stopped the two, "There is one more thing, the portrait that Wuwu brought a few days ago is actually the appearance of the master's women's clothes!" ”
"......" is as if it is frozen, and there is nothing to say.
Zhai Xiying asked, "Isn't it a murderer?" ”
"Indeed, but the master's appearance, how can you forget it?" At first, he didn't recognize it because he subconsciously felt that the master was a man.
The wonderful boy has an excellent demeanor, and he is even more free-flowing, but there are few people who have seen 'him' true face!
Worry-free, I also watched the master grow up. The appearance of the master is not an exaggeration to deduct the 'country and the city' and 'sinking fish and geese' to 'him', but the master is a 'male body', so naturally it can't be described by these words.
No matter what Wu Wu had to say, Zhai Xiying flew back to Orchid Yuan directly with Youruo.
kicked open the door, and Youruo was pushed into the room by Zhai Xiying. The door was closed vigorously by Zhai Xiying.
Youruo was still in a state outside the realm of God, and she didn't digest the news that she was a wonderful son, so no matter how big Zhai Xiying's movement was, she couldn't wake up Youruo.
But as soon as the door was closed, Youruo was almost out of breath when she was hugged by Zhai Xiying!
"Nerves?" Youruo's chest was about to be flattened by Zhai Xiying.
Zhai Xiying didn't speak, Youruo didn't know what he was thinking.
Thinking of worry-free and suitable to pit her, Zhai Xiying shouldn't be angry because of that childhood sweetheart at the moment, right?
"I'm sorry..."Zhai Xiying figured it out...
"Huh?" Yuruo accepted Zhai Xiying's apology in a daze.
"I'm sorry..."Zhai Xiying kept apologizing.
You Ruo is Du Shi Niang, a wonderful son, how influential these two identities are in the rivers and lakes, the world knows!
Zhai Xiying was not surprised by Youruo's two identities, but that he had hurt Youruo's hidden identity...
Skillful son, but Zhai Xiying used the identity of the master of the Hades Palace to secretly assassinate, and stabbed a sword into the heart...
It's no wonder that on the night of the assassination, Zhai Xiying had an illusion, and saw in the eyes of the wonderful hand boy that there was an intersection with grief and strong love and hate...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."Zhai Xiying kept whispering.
Xiaobai struggled in the gap between the two, as a brute, it was either pinched seven inches, bled and detoxified, or squeezed flat by a hug that had nothing to do with it, how easy is it?
"Zhai Xiying, why do you keep apologizing? Be all abroad. Xiaobai jumped around in her arms, making Youruo want to breathe fire.
If you struggle, Xiaobai can get out of the sea of suffering, and crawl away immediately after falling to the ground.
"Youruo..."Zhai Xiying's deep eyes were like a deep pool, making Youruo accidentally fall into...
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