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308 No, not sour anymore

Xiao Yuzi shouted, and Qin Yaorao felt that he was suffocating with the medicine soup.

It wasn't enough to lie on his back, and he was still pressing it against his ear and smirking: "Be good at Xiao Yuzi! Xiao Yuzi, so good at Xiao Yuzi!"

When he learned that King Han and Qin Yaorao were back from the palace, Butler Zhu ran to the stable to wait.

Then, I accidentally heard the princess lying on his prince's back and shouted "Little Yuzi, be good."

It was not enough for his prince to hold the princess on his back all day long, and he also asked the princess to call him Xiao Yuzi, just like the name of a eunuch.

I can't understand the young people nowadays!

Manager Zhu felt chills and felt that he was not the time to come, so he applied oil under his feet to escape.

"stop!"

The King of Han said unhappily: "What's the point of finding me?"

"No, it's okay!"

Manager Zhu felt that his prince was staring at him and he was immediately in a state of sharpness.

He turned around and smiled uglier than crying: "Old, I'm here to ask the princess, do you want to meet the officials in the Han Palace?"

The King of Han didn't want his little princess to work hard on the affairs of the Han Palace, so he took Manager Zhu back from the General's Mansion to help manage internal and external affairs of the royal palace, and become the general manager of the Han Palace.

However, the Han Palace is so big that there are inevitably servants who don’t have eyes and have other thoughts.

The day after she entered the mansion, it was time to establish her authority by meeting the officials inside and outside the palace.

The King of Han ordered Manager Zhu: "Let them go to the conference hall first and wait."

Qin Yaorao was the princess Zhu who worked hard to marry into the palace for his prince. Because of the newly married prince, he was even more respected by the prince and transferred back to the Han Palace and became the chief supervisor of the palace.

Therefore, Manager Zhu only followed his princess.

When he knew that the second day of the wedding was to establish his authority for the princess, he had already summoned various managers to wait in the conference hall. As soon as the King of Han spoke, he went directly to the conference hall.

"The prince and the princess have returned from the palace and come to the meeting hall later."

The Hanwang Mansion was responsible for purchasing, escorts and dispatching, supplies distribution, miscellaneous items, kitchens, garden and meal repairs, and other affairs were all summoned to the conference hall.

Before the appearance of the King of Han and the Princess of Han, there was even a face he had never seen before. A man in black and cold face entered the conference hall.

As soon as he stepped into the conference hall, he was the manager Zhu.

No!

It's Mr. Zhu.

Except for the manager Zhu and the manager in charge of security dispatch in the mansion, who remained calm, the other managers vaguely felt a sense of pressure.

I think this man in black is very dangerous.

I vaguely guessed that he should be the secret guard of the Han Palace.

The secret guards are under the jurisdiction of the prince and should not have appeared in the conference hall. He can appear in the conference hall. From the side, it can be seen that the prince trusts the newly married princess very much.

Only when there is no trace of reservation will the secret guard in the mansion who never shows up will be summoned.

In the eyes of the managers everywhere in the mansion, this is the prince who values ​​the princess.

Only when the King of Han carried Qin Yaorao into the chamber was the only way to refresh their understanding of how favored the new princess was.

Their golden honors and jade preciousness, the prince who has always had a cold face, actually carried the princess into the conference hall?

What made their eyes almost fall was that it was not enough to enter the conference hall with her back on her back. She kept carrying her on the pear blossom chair in the head of the conference hall.

"Does your legs still sore? I will rub them for you."

"No, it's not sour!"

Qin Yaorao held the big palm that he wanted to rub her legs, sat upright with her spine, looked at Butler Zhu, saying that she could start.

Dear managers: "..."
Chapter completed!
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