100 Ways to Get the Male God

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The battle between the noble ladies of the royal family is the secret of the royal family. The officials know it well, but it is impossible to talk about it on the table. The third princess is the party involved, and it is even more impossible to fabricate such a lie that can be called absurd.

And... if there is such a thing, it is impossible to say it if it is not a person who really trusts it.

That's what she told him...

It's like a joke, understatement, as if it's not a big deal at all.

Ci Jing looked at her in a daze, feeling that she had suffered enough shocks since they met, but the intensity of the shocks was still deepening.

Does she really... like him? Do you trust it?

The young man bit his lip and lowered his eyes, the long eyelashes touching the top and bottom, and a slight tremor staggered.

"Your Highness told me that?"

"Since I said it, I will absolutely believe you." Yu Chu said casually. Feng Qing is her own wife, how can a woman not believe her own wife?

The resignation mirror will definitely not harm her.

However, she said it casually, but the slender fingers of the young man suddenly tightened, biting his beautiful lower lip, and a blush appeared on his beautiful face.

In the cold pupils, something extremely soft finally appeared slowly.

The three princesses still frowned and whispered:

"I can't confront Huangjie head-on yet, but it's been so long, and now I'm running into you again, so I don't want to do the drama with Ye Mixin anymore."

She said it very seriously, thinking about something attentively, but the phrase "meet you now" made the young man slowly raise his eyes to look at her, and then turned his face away.

...are you talking too much? It really came on a whim.

However, thinking about this, his ears were still a little red, and he heard the three princesses say seriously:

"I probably know what I look like in the eyes of others. Although you are a princess, even Ye Mixin doesn't look down on me, let alone you."

The young man was startled, his lips slightly opened, and he was about to say something, but Yu Chu continued to say seriously before him:

"You and Ye Mixin are not comparable. If you insist, you are 110,000 times better than him. So if he doesn't like him, he will definitely not be worthy of you."

She suddenly laughed and said helplessly:

"Today's matter... I know you don't accept me, but next time, you can tell me directly, don't lie to me like this, okay?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then panicked imperceptibly. He pursed his lips and opened his eyes wide to look at her, and his white fingers held the corner of the snow-colored clothes.

The girl whispered:

"We can be friends. I can promise I won't bother you again."

The boy opened his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of bewilderment in his beautiful black and white pupils.

no……

After Yu Chu said this, he turned sideways, gave way, and said in a low voice, "It's getting dark, it shouldn't be noticeable when you go back now, you..."

The next sentence was still stuck in his throat, but the young man suddenly took a step forward, a white hand pressed against the door behind her, his slender figure leaned down slightly, and his beautiful eyes stared at her without blinking. .

Yu Chu was stunned.

This beautiful little brother who has always been indifferent, but at this time pursed his lips, as if suppressing something, quietly staring at her... unable to distinguish his expression.

"What, what?" Yu Chu counseled.

The young man lowered his eyes, put down his hand on the door, lightly placed it on her shoulder, and then leaned over, his pale cheeks pressed against her, and his lips brushed against her auricle.

His voice was low, a little... aggrieved.

"Today...it was my fault."