Chapter 60: It's just a deal
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And Murong Jin, who was in the back garden of Shangshu Mansion, listened to the secret guard's report, and angrily crushed the teacup in his hand.
Lin Xiyue, who was watching, was worried, and immediately held Murong Jin's hand, carefully took out the fragments of the teacup, and wiped him with a silk handkerchief.
"Your Highness, are your hands alright? What makes His Highness so angry? ”
Lin Xiyue is truly gentle and considerate.
"Murong An went to the General's Mansion to propose." Murong Jin shook his hand angrily and shook off Lin Xiyue, and the silk handkerchief fell to the ground.
Lin Xiyue's eyes flashed gloomily, she picked up the silk handkerchief, and the corners of her mouth showed a trace of bitterness, "Does Your Highness regret not going to the General's Mansion to propose marriage first?" ”
She knew that the answer was yes, but she still had to say it to hurt her heart one more time, if His Royal Highness went to the General's Mansion to propose his relatives first, he would not let King An take the lead.
His Highness didn't like her, and the proposal was just because she still had some value.
However, she just likes His Highness, likes it very much, likes it very much, and likes it so much that she can't extricate herself.
"Lin Xiyue, don't forget why this palace came to propose marriage with ten miles of red makeup, do you remember what you promised to this palace?"
Although Lin Xiyue is gentle and considerate, she can't pretend to be pitiful, she is like a cold plum in that winter, she can't pretend to be arrogant.
However, Murong Jin is ruthless and ruthless to hit her in the harsh winter, and the partial cold plum has to open in the harsh winter.
Listening to Murong Jin's cold and ruthless words, Lin Xiyue's face turned pale, and she suddenly clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand.
"Xiyue hasn't forgotten."
How ridiculous? Others envy His Royal Highness the Prince's ten-mile red makeup to propose marriage, but only she has tasted the sadness behind it, and she has to swallow it herself, this is just a transaction.
Murong Jin didn't seem to see Lin Xiyue's ugly face at all, and hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, "I haven't forgotten the best, what this palace promised you has already done, and what you promised this palace should also be fulfilled, right?" ”
Every time he said one more word, Lin Xiyue's face turned pale, "Xiyue knows." ”
Next.
When Fu Lingya woke up slowly, it was already three poles in the sun.
Last night was the sleepiest night she had since she was reborn.
Suddenly remembered that it seemed that Murong Jue came last night?
Fu Lingya looked around, there was no Murong Jue in the room, could it be that she was dreaming?
Shaking his head, he didn't think about it, and just as he was about to open his mouth to call Yun Shu and them, the door was pushed open.
"Miss, you're awake!"
Yun Shu and Yun Zhi fetched clean water and came to serve her to wash.
"Well, why didn't you wake me up sooner."
Fu Lingya nodded casually and twisted the muscles and bones of her neck and arms.
"This ......" Yun Shu took her dress to change her clothes, and said in her ear with ambiguous little excitement, "It's His Royal Highness King Jue who asked us not to disturb Miss!" ”
Fu Lingya's movements froze, looking at Yun Shu and Yun Zhi's ambiguous little eyes......
So last night wasn't a dream? Is Murong Jue really here? And listening to Yun Shu's meaning, Murong Jue was ...... last night
Spending the night with her?
I don't know if it's an instinctive reaction, but I blushed when I rubbed it, and my eyes were a little embarrassed.
didn't forget to warn Yun Shu and them, "No one is allowed to say anything about this, understand?" ”
"Yes, miss." The two maids are very aware of the importance of this matter, and they will definitely keep their mouths open and will not say it!
When she was grooming, Yun Shu looked and looked, looked and looked, and asked in a low voice, "Miss... Do you like His Royal Highness? ”