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Prince Xian stood up slowly as streams of light flowed down from the floor. He stood in front of Ran Er and said each and every word: "Even though you have a similar face, you are less than a finger to her. If it really is her, then I will serve her and you are unworthy. "

Ran Er originally came from a small clan, so she was naturally not as magnanimous as Xi Jiu Er. This kind of insult was nothing to her, but that one sentence, 'If it really is her, then I will personally serve her, and you are not worthy. " It shocked her. What kind of status did the Prince Xian have to be served personally? He was extremely jealous of the Princess Laifu in his heart. Why was it that even though she was so similar to the Princess Laifu, her fate was so rough?

"Someone, bring a piece of cloth to Master Cai." If she was obedient, at that time, he would let her serve him as a servant. He looked at her face, and carefully observed where she looked as if he did not have any trace of Jiu Er's charm. Don't look at him immediately.

Ran Er's face immediately lost all color, her heart felt like it was being pulled by someone, she looked at Prince Xian in disbelief, how could she still have the face to be a human after she was kicked out of the Prince Xian? When the time came, everyone would know that she had been chased out of Prince Xian and it was still the same …

He raised his head and looked at Prince Xian. The despair in his eyes was like an unfathomable well. Not long later, a soldier brought her a robe and put it on. At that moment, she thought of death. But she couldn't die, and she still needed to support her family … The pain in his mouth spread all over his body.

Deep into the night, in the little Young Master's room, Xi Jiu Er was bathing. The sting in her heart suddenly returned, only to be covered by a large hand, causing her to immediately not dare to move at all. A very familiar smell made her suddenly think of someone: He, why is he … and came running over...

She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She was still bathing, and once she stood up, her body would be exposed. Who would have thought that a hand would suddenly reach into the bathtub? She was so shocked that she almost screamed out again. That big hand swung in the water, touching something she didn't know. Blood dripped from his face, and he looked like a tender pink doll.

His face was in pain as he peeled off the human skin mask. He resented the fact that he was a weak girl without any strength. He did not have any talent in martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have been at the mercy of others and would not have been able to counterattack.

"Jiu Er..." A moist wind blew past his ears, causing him to feel numb. Xi Jiu Er smiled: "How do you know it's me?" Previously when Feng Qing Cheng tried to probe her, she was sure that he was only suspicious.

"You and I have already become husband and wife, how could I not know your smell?" With his hot lips rubbing against each other, Xi Jiu Er closed his eyes to recall what was wrong. He immediately understood that it must be because he was in that huge pit today …

His breathing was rough and messy, Xi Jiu Er turned to face him, still her peerlessly beautiful face, without a gentle and refined pair of eyes to be extremely sharp. Yan Er's expression suddenly changed to one of ridicule: "His Highness the Fourth Prince, why haven't you been drinking the Fourth Prince's Consort with her for the whole night?"

"Are you jealous?" Feng Qing Cheng felt that she was jealous just like that, and was overjoyed in her heart. Then, before the smile could even reach his mouth, Xi Jiu Er's beautiful face became as expressionless as the cold ice of summer: "Am I jealous? How can I be jealous if I don't have anything to do with you? "Heh!"

Feng Qing Cheng lowered his eyes: "I know you are angry at me."

Anger? Xi Jiu Er laughed again, but her heart was in pain: "Annoyed? Why are you angry? Is it because you lied to me? This is nothing to me. I will not be annoyed by a scam that doesn't care about people. In any case, the two of us just happened to meet by chance. "

Suddenly, Feng Qing Cheng raised her head, staring deadly into Xi Jiu Er's eyes, wanting to see something in her eyes. Her heart sank a little bit. She was indeed a heartless woman. After all, she was the first man. How could she leave him behind? Even if she was a friend, how could he be inferior to her? In his heart, she was both angry and vexed. Instead, she smiled and said, "Meeting by chance? Like a stranger? Jiu Er sure knows how to joke around, have you forgotten about our one year agreement? "

"One year agreement? It was all my bullshit, are you serious? " Xi Jiu Er sneered, the water gradually became cold, in order to maintain her ridicule, her heart was trembling, why did she not leave? Only now did Feng Qing Cheng notice her expression, and with a swipe of his hand, he pulled Xi Jiu Er out of the water. Xi Jiu Er almost fainted: My darling, how could this man think of something when it's something when it's something, she can come out herself, now it's over, I've seen everything.

"Pa — —" Feng Qing Cheng had just wrapped Xi Jiu Er tightly in the bathrobe that was placed on the shelf, when her face suddenly hurt. She was as fierce as a wild beast that was about to bite a person as she spoke word by word, "Get out! "Immediately, immediately!"

Her fair and tender skin had become rouge red due to her anger. She looked very different with her rosy white skin. Feng Qing Cheng's Adam's apple rolled down, his eyes blazing. Xi Jiu Er took a step back due to the fervent look in his eyes. His imposing manner immediately lowered a bit, but his mouth still showed no mercy: "I have nothing to do with you, from now on you will be your prince, I will be my Young Master, and will not interact with you ever again."

Feng Qing Cheng took a deep breath and said slowly, "Jiu Er, there are a lot of things that I can explain to you in the future …" interrupted her words out of impatience: "You don't need to explain to me that I don't want to listen, what's the point? Just move away from me."

She started to consider if she should leave with her bag. Feng Qing Cheng was so gentle and refined, so soft and gentle. She was sure that this man knew how to act more than the Prince Xian. She began to have a headache at the thought.

"Jiu Er!" Feng Qing Cheng gasped so much that he nearly choked on his own saliva. Suddenly, his gaze locked onto the slightly bulging lower abdomen, and revealed a look of astonishment. "You're pregnant? Speak, whose child! " He didn't see how Feng Qing Cheng had moved in a flash to right in front of him. His throat was strangled by five claws and his gaze was terrifying.

"Let go …" Xi Jiu Er coughed: "Yes, I am pregnant, and the child is not yours." If it was said that Feng Qing Cheng's persistence in treating him as a man was due to that man's face, then now, she had ruthlessly swept away his face and cut off his temper. "If you dare hurt even the slightest bit of my child, even as a ghost, I won't let you off."

Feng Qing Cheng clenched his teeth and took a few deep breaths before he calmed himself down. When their eyes met, he suddenly laughed, and as if he was staring at a warm April wind, Xi Jiu Er was shocked that he had changed in an instant.