Who is out of the mud?

If the royal family is mud, your whole family will be mud.

Jiu Rao lowered her eyebrows and looked indifferent, looking at an indifferent attitude that had nothing to do with herself: "It's your business that you like, it has nothing to do with me."

The temperature in the hall dropped again and again, and at this time it had completely dropped to freezing point.

King Ming even suspected that Di Yang brought this girl here just to disgust Ye Qingli, but disgust was OK at any time, but not today.

Today is his birthday, and where they are at this time is his Mingwang Mansion. If Ye Qingli really annoyed, I am afraid that he will not be able to argue.

But what he thought was obviously not important at this time, and even Di Yang, who thought he was in charge of the whole audience, had no room for interruption.

"How come it doesn't matter?" Ye Qingli adjusted his comfortable position, held his chin, and asked in a faint tone, "Miss Xuanxuan doesn't look down on me?"

Don't look down on it?

Everyone looked up uneasily and wiped their sweat.

Even if they are the confidants of King Ming and are trying to deal with His Royal Highness, they dare not ignore the prince - at least who dares to look down on him before the prince is pulled down?

Your Highness the Crown Prince.

Wherever these four words go, they are a symbol of identity that can only bend down to express surrender. Who dares to disrespect him?

But someone dares.

Jiurao raised her head and looked at Ye Qingli slowly. Except for changing her clothes and decorations, the rest seemed to be the same as before.

The rich clothes and food cannot hide the pale face.

"The face is as white as a ghost. If someone sees it at night, you might think it's a human or a ghost." Jiu Rao's lips slightly raised, and he said with sarcastic words, "Why should I fall in love with you?"

As the words came to an end, the sound of air blew in the hall came one after another.

Everyone's faces were extremely wonderful, as black as black as black impermanent, and white as white as white impermanent.

The only thing in common is that no one dares to speak without authorization.

If someone else was trying to smooth things out just now, he didn't think it was necessary at this time. This girl is beautiful, but her brain...is sure there is no problem with this brain?

Where did Di Yang find this little girl?

The princess sitting next to King Ming narrowed her eyes slightly at this time and began to feel that the girl had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Thinking of what Di Yang started doing this year, a girl who was found from another country... She was slightly moved and said gently: "This girl has a very special temperament, but His Highness is the crown prince. She has a noble status. The little girl should not be too rude."

He paused, "Today is the prince's birthday. If the little girl makes such a fuss, if she angers His Highness the Prince, I am afraid that the prince and I will not end well."

Only then did Di Yang wake up as if he was in a dream, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Xuanxuan, don't be too rude to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Jiurao's tone was calm: "As long as the prince doesn't come to provoke me, I will naturally not be rude to him."

"Xuanxuan!" Di Yang was slightly angry, his tone as if he was scolding his concubine who was arrogant because of his favor. "Your Highness the Crown Prince is the king, you are the people. It is your convincingness to be able to fall in love with you. How can it be called 'provocation'?"

"Accepted?" Jiu Rao raised his eyebrows, "So, are you planning to give me to His Royal Highness?"

Di Yang was speechless, "I...I don't mean that..."

It's strange, why did he explain to her?

Why do you feel guilty?

Although she is a little pretty, she is only one of his many beauties. Even if she is missing, he can only ask someone to find another girl.
Chapter completed!