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In the outer room, Xiao Ting was muttering to herself as she stood up, but she discovered that there was an additional person in front of him, and that person's eyes were glazed.

After he clearly saw that the person in front of him was Ninth Prince, Xiao Ting still unknowingly reached out her small white hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Prince, what are you doing?"

Ninth Prince looked down as if he had just awoken from a dream.

Xiao Ting also noticed something amiss, and following his line of sight, she saw the piece of land at the foot of Ninth Prince.

Those were underwear?

Through the gap, he could see Ninth Prince's skinny legs under the green robe.

Xiao Ting's brain was in a daze, and she still could not figure out what was the relationship between them.

"Your Royal Highness, why didn't you put on your pants and run outside?"

"Whiz!"

Xiao Ting was still in the midst of questioning, but before she finished speaking, she felt a burst of energy approaching and her entire person was already in the air. Then she floated backwards at a high speed and landed on the ground with a thud.

It stirred up countless dust and fallen flowers.

Hong Shao was dutifully guarding the gate when she heard a "plop" sound from inside. She stuck her head in and was instantly stupefied and ran over as fast as she could.

It turned out her master had been thrown out by the prince!

"Princess, are you alright?" The Hong Shao immediately helped her up. Xiao Ting's skin and flesh were thick, she did not feel anything, and muttered: "There's no justice, he obviously wasn't wearing pants, and was just walking around, how can you blame me?"

Hong Shao looked inside, "Princess, why don't we go back first, we can only come back after Prince's mood has improved."

Xiao Ting pursed her lips, "I don't want it, it's not I's fault, I'll wait for him here."

She got up and sat on the stone bench in the yard, looking inside with a pair of bright eyes.

Although Ninth Prince was in the private room, his hearing was astonishing, so naturally, Xiao Ting's conversation with Hong Shao could not be hidden from his ears.

When he thought about how this' throwing yourself at me 'move of Ye Xiwen just now, he instantly became a' rogue 'in Ye Xiwen's mind.

He really, really kicked too lightly.

Until the fifth young master came over and invited them to breakfast, only then did Ninth Prince walk out of the house.

Her clothes were neat and tidy, dressed in a blue robe, had a handsome face, and a calm and detached temperament. No matter how one looked at it, she was still that Ninth Prince.

The fifth young master was clad in white, his smile was incomparably brilliant, and his pair of calm eyes were even clearer than amber.

One was a young man with an elegant posture, while the other was a young man with an aloof appearance.

Xiao Ting sat between these two poetic looking men, showing a perfect image of a glutton in a glance.

The fifth young master's eyes were filled with laughter. He first wiggled his chopsticks, but in the end, he directly raised his head and watched her eat.

The more he read, the happier he became. The smile on his face also became more obvious.

The Ninth Prince, on the other hand, stood at attention, his slow-moving chopsticks perfectly fitting his appearance as a 2nd-level fairy. It was as if he didn't notice that other men were looking at his wife.

While Xiao Ting was eating, she did not care about anything, so she did not notice the strange atmosphere on the table.

The fifth young master suddenly spoke, "Ninth Prince, she is not worthy of you, why don't you divorce her!"

The sudden voice finally summoned Xiao Ting out of the myriad of purple and red dishes.

She raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice with suspicion.

"Who?" Who's talking? "

Ninth Prince, this form of address, was not something that anyone could call a person.

"Me." The Fifth Young Master waved his hand, showing her a mouthful of dazzling white teeth and a dazzling smile.

Xiao Ting raised her hand and threw a chopstick straight into Fifth Young Master's hair, which was stuck right into his temples, as if she had combed her chopsticks.

"You, shut up."

Xiao Ting received the kernels that the Hong Shao passed over and carelessly wiped her greasy little mouth. Then, she looked at the Ninth Prince and revealed a flattering smile as she said: "Um, Your Highness, about yesterday's matter, chenqie will explain it to you."

And then she was in the parlour, dancing as she talked, her expression particularly rich and amused.

"You don't know. Not only did someone advise him to return home, he even wanted to kill him. He is simply a god of decay."

"But you also know, after eating his meal, he's got nothing better to do, so I had to help him escape this calamity. I had wanted to part ways once I was done, but when that bastard Yuchi Hanqing saw me, she would definitely blow the wind out of your head. So I brought him back to explain things to you."

"Eh? Was it you who called me the Prince's Ninth Prince? "

Xiao Ting explained everything that happened yesterday in a mess, and only then did she remember what had happened.

At this moment, the fifth young master felt wronged. He blinked his big eyes and pretended to be pitiful. He pointed at the chopsticks on his head and his eyes turned red.

Xiao Ting's maternal temperament instantly became glorious. She immediately ran over, pulled the chopsticks off his head, and slapped them on the table, and said: "So you're I's big nephew too!"

"But which king's son are you? I has never seen you before in the palace? "

"Are you married? You're so pretty and yet you're flirting with beauties everywhere, how could they compare to you? Let me tell you, don't look for women next time, they don't even have your beauty, aren't you looking for them all for a loss? "

Xiao Ting was still explaining what had happened yesterday to Ninth Prince just a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, she had already sat down next to the person she had misunderstood.

"..."

The Ninth Prince glanced at the two lightly before placing down his chopsticks and leaving. Steward Mu stood guard outside, while the small notebook went online, "Fourteenth of July, your highness has sulked twice, using a gaze filled with enmity towards other men. Yes, you don't understand your relationship with Young Master Yuchi, you need to continue to understand it."

The secret guard: "..." His hands were trembling, and this time, even his legs were trembling.

What do you mean you don't understand the relationship between the Young Master Yuchi, could it be that the two masters are related?

He was dead for sure, how did he know such an obscure thing? Would he really not be silenced?

The guard once again expressed his opinion. Was his suicide a bit simpler?

Xiao Ting was still lecturing before Ninth Prince left. When Ninth Prince received the gaze of her master, she understood what was going on and immediately invited Xiao Ting to leave.

"Esteemed wangfei, the prince invites you in."

Xiao Ting, "Eh? Where did the Prince go? "

You didn't even notice that there was one light bulb missing in front of your eyes?

"The Prince has something to do, so he went to the study room." This old servant will lead you there now. " On the way, he whispered to, "I always feels that you have a happy occasion!"

"My wife, you must be joking. This old servant has no children. What kind of happy occasion would I have?" Butler Mu led the way.

Xiao Ting was surprised, "You've never been married before?"

Steward Mu chuckled and did not answer.

"That's truly a pity. When you were young, you were also a beautiful man. Such a good gene is useless and wasted. Truly, you are speechless."

Housekeeper Mu said that he had lived for more than half his life and sometimes he still didn't understand what his wife was saying.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the Prince can change it.

"How about I help you find a wife!" Xiao Ting suddenly stopped in her tracks. Steward Mu had walked on the road for half a lifetime and almost fell down.

"Princess is joking. We're reaching our destination soon. Please go in!"

Xiao Ting looked at the vermilion wooden door, and somehow felt like she had entered a courtyard that was deep inside a palace wall.

"Then I will first go see Your Highness. When I'm free, I'll talk to you about finding a wife." Xiao Ting shook her head towards the back and walked in with large strides.

Ninth Prince was currently reading something. There were many scrolls on the table. His eyes were indifferent as he scanned through them like he was reading ten lines, sitting upright and upright.

Just as Xiao Ting walked in, the Ninth Prince said: "Wait a moment."

And then, his gaze shifted to those books.

Xiao Ting looked around, only to see a soft couch, she stretched and sat down, there were various fruits on the table beside him, it looked delicious.

Thus, she continued eating while strolling in the study room. She touched here and there, walked around once, then returned to the soft couch. She saw that Ninth Prince still had no intention of raising her head.

She then changed her sitting posture to lying down, and ate a little too much. Xiao Ting turned her body around and looked at her from this angle, just in time to see Ninth Prince's face.

His eyebrows were not the most beautiful straight brows at the moment, but rather the ones that had been stained with blood. They were calm and gentle.

When he looked at those eyes again, his eyeballs were rapidly moving. Their eyelashes were very long and every blink would brush them away, giving them a feminine air.

However, those deep eyes gave people a cold feeling.

The femininity was gone.

He did not know what he saw, but his expression became more and more serious. The expression on his face started to melt, and a crack appeared.

His brow seemed to twitch. Was there something he needed to worry about?

And that rosy, slightly opened face, it was so alluring ….

As he watched, Xiao Ting started to fight with his eyes. In the end, he couldn't win against Duke Zhou's invitation and went on a date.

When closed his eyes again, he raised his head to look at her and smiled faintly, then lowered his head and went back to working.

When Xiao Ting woke up, her body was covered by a quilt. She rubbed her eyes for a long time before realizing where she was.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince was still sitting there, seemingly unmoving, some of the books on the table were already piled up together, but there were still a lot of them scattered around.

It's not over yet.

Thus, she turned around and continued sleeping.

During this time, Ninth Prince got up and covered her with the blanket. When she looked like she was sleeping, she was just about to turn around when she was grabbed.

Ninth Prince used a lot of energy to struggle free and looked at her blankly. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he was unhappy.

Beneath the window, Butler Mu's notebook appeared once again. "Fourteenth of July. Your highness frowned three times, and his emotions fluctuated countless times. The reason for this is … Princess Hua-Yang."

The younger brother of the dark guard said he wanted to change his position and not follow the old Tail Wolf.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died.

Xiao Ting's sleep this time was not stable, to the point that the way she woke up was too horrifying, and had strange consequences.

"Ahh …"

"Splash!"

"Aiyo, I fell to my death."

The Ninth Prince just sat there and didn't have the time to save the woman who was committing suicide.

Just get up when you say it. What are you screaming for?

So what if you're shouting like a ghost, is your movement really that big? He directly jumped up from the soft couch?

Just jump, keep your eyes closed, so if you don't fall, who will you fall?