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His Royal Highness the Prince had never felt that he was a man who could be a friend to women, nor did he feel that a man as resolute as him would be able to be ignored by a girl.

However, there was only one person in this world who could still remember that he was a man when he ignored her gender.

However, when he suddenly realized something, he seemed to be very magnanimous, blurring the differences between them.

He had an impulse that appeared out of nowhere in his heart.

However, these impulses and emotions vanished after he said "good" and the fat girl opposite him revealed a beautiful and clear smile. All that was left in her heart was peace and gentleness, which carried a sweet taste.

In this world, there were bound to be people who would appear at certain times, and then lower the principles and bottom lines that some people believed they would never change.

For example, before meeting Tang Little Fatty, Feng Jiu Li hated all women who played with their own thoughts, and also hated all the disgusting matters of the backyard.

It was just like how men played with power for power while women toyed with their thoughts. It was just a common occurrence.

"The madora flower and the kudzu vine only had a bit of a hallucinating effect. How can you be so sure that just bathing would make those people go crazy?"

Feng Jiu Li changed Tang Qing's attention from the gender perspective and talked about her plans for tonight.

Although his people did not go to the Qingshuanan, the scout left behind in the Qingshuanan had already told him about the situation there.

It was really a rare drama. The ladies who used to be so solemn and show off were now like madmen, throwing away all the people they could afford to lose in their entire lives.

Not long after Tang Qing was brought back, the palace mama arrived with Jian Ru.

Although he had pointed at Tang Qing's acupoints, she had only slept for an hour before opening her eyes. Without saying anything, she wanted to see Jian Ru and Ming Ling.

However, she didn't avoid him. In front of him, she let Jian Ru and Ming Ling bring the medicinal powder she had prepared a few days ago and pour it into the bath water.

This was because many people took baths and washed their bodies many times.

One or two of the buckets had been used as medicine, so even if they wanted to check, the bathwater had already been poured down and no evidence would be left behind.

"They feel that my blood is very dirty and will naturally wash it again and again. They would really want to rub off their own skin.

The harder they rubbed, the more small wounds they had, the more potions entered their bodies.

When women hate things, even if they hurt themselves, they have to make sure that they have nothing to do with it. "

Tang Qing chuckled, her right hand lightly pressed on her wrist that was wrapped in gauze, the smile not reaching her eyes.

"Everyone says that when you point your finger at someone else, there are three fingers pointing at you.

Tang Qing's smile was very gentle, his eyes were bright, and some curiosity could be seen in his eyes.

"There must be someone of yours in the Qingshuanan. If possible, tell me, who hasn't gone crazy in the shortest amount of time, and who hasn't. What about it?"

Feng Jiu Li looked at her crooked head looking at him, then gently raised his hand, revealing his warm palm to his eyes.

"When you don't want to laugh, you don't have to."

Feng Jiu Li's voice was always very gentle, just like his handsome face which always carried a smile. If one did not pay close attention, it was impossible to tell how cold this person's eyes were.

However, for some reason, Tang Qing felt her heart tremble, because she felt that at this moment, Feng Jiu Li was really comforting herself.

The corner of her lips curled up slowly and she tried to lift it up again. In the end, she failed and still could not shake off the feeling of being wronged.

Feng Jiu Li was startled when he couldn't see what was happening. He suddenly reached into his bosom and pulled out something, and then slowly pulled back his large hand that was itching because of Tang Qing's sweeping eyelashes.

He placed the object in his hand in Tang Qing's hands, reached out to caress the top of her head, and then stood up.

Tomorrow, I will send you back. I won't let anyone find out that you left the Qingshuanan.

He smiled gently and stepped out of the room.

Tang Qing blinked and pursed her lips. The soft flesh on her cheeks bulged, and then she slightly wrinkled her nose.

A sweet and light fragrance came out from the bag in her palm. It was faint and sweet, and it was obviously the smell on Feng Jiu Li's body.

Curious, she reached out to grab the bag and poured out the contents. When she recognized the contents of the bag, her eyes instantly widened.

The round and plump items were surprisingly round and beautiful … Beans!

The legendary His Royal Highness the Prince who would kill people without batting an eye actually carried a purse filled with sugar beans with him!

This was something that she would never have expected even if she cracked her brains.

So, the feeling she had all along, the feeling of revealing one's identity, actually belonged to Sugar Bean.

He must have been eating them since a long time ago.

He must have been carrying such a sugar bean since he was very young. Otherwise, his body wouldn't have been stained with such a sweet smell.

Tang Qing couldn't help but squint her eyes, as she reached out to touch this bag that was obviously rough but very protective, and put one in her mouth.

It was sweet, like some kind of fruit that people especially liked. However, it also had a clear and refreshing flavor to it, diluting any feeling of sweetness.

This candy was just like Feng Jiu Li. Although it looked gentle and gentle on the surface, it was actually cruel and merciless. However, as they got closer, they were able to taste a unique kind of gentleness and sweetness.

This sugar tastes really good.

Tang Qing said to herself in her heart as she picked up another pill and placed it in her mouth.

Then he tied the mouth of the bag tightly and stuffed the half-filled bag, which was obviously sugar beans eaten by a certain someone for a long time, into his sleeve with a happy expression.

She thought vaguely before she climbed into bed.

If she were to carry such a sugar bean, if she were to carry it for a few more years, would she also have the same soft and clear sweet fragrance on her body?

She really liked this smell …