sick prince phoenix concubine

Chapter 212 What If You Are Not Here?

Hearing this, Ye Yao pursed his lips slightly, then lowered his head.

There are many rumors about Xiaoyao Wang, and his mystery is the deepest impression on everyone.

Most importantly, he couldn't see anything from this person.

The past, present, and future are all white.

Since possessing such ability, such a person who can't see through is one of the few people.

He dared not tell the truth to such a person.

"Young Master Ye, the prince is asking you something." Xu Jiarui reminded him coldly.

This little boy, he is doubting the prince, questioning the prince!

"Ye Yao has the guts to ask the prince." Ye Yao said, "Why do you want to know if I have met that person?"

Xia Mochen still lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear it.

Xu Jiarui: "This is not something you should ask!"

Ye Yao thought for a moment before explaining her intentions:

"There are many people involved in this matter, including His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was grounded."

He paused, trying to see other emotions on the man's face, but he couldn't see anything.

Pursing her lips, she continued:
"I did see that person, but I won't tell you who that person is until I know your real purpose, my lord."

Xu Jiarui's eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand was resting on his neck, the threat was very obvious.

Ye Yao's expression was calm, without the slightest hint of fear.

He said: "The princess sister said that this is a safe place, and she was the one who sent me here.

"I trust her, so you won't really do anything to me."

"Ah--"

Xia Mochen let out a sneer in his throat: "You are very confident."

He speaks softly and in a calm tone.

Ye Yao looked at him, and said firmly, "But I'm telling the truth, aren't I?"

"Take it down!" Xia Mochen said, "Watch carefully."

Xu Jiarui withdrew his sword, grabbed Ye Yao's arm and walked out.

The action was rude, without the slightest sympathy.

The pain from his arm made Ye Yao frowned.
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"Miss. Miss"

In her sleep, Qian Ling felt a soft call coming from her ear, and she frowned subconsciously.

The phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and when she saw Jimeng bent over beside her, she asked, "What's the matter?"

When I just woke up, my throat was a little dry and my voice was a little hoarse.

Jimeng's face was not very good: "The sixth prince is here, in the front hall, and wants to see you."

"not see!"

After finishing speaking, Qian Ling pulled the thin quilt over his head, covering his whole body.

"Miss—" Jimeng looked hesitant, "I'm afraid it won't work."

Qian Ling pulled down the quilt on his head, exhaled, and returned to his usual calm expression: "Grooming up."

While dressing up, Qian Ling suddenly remembered that Zhu Wan hadn't shown up.

She casually asked, "Where is Zhu Wan?"

"Miss Zhu—" Jimeng stammered, "Miss Zhu is in the front hall."

"She passed first?" Qian Ling looked surprised.

"The Fourth Young Master was injured, Miss Zhu went to check on his injury." Jimeng said.

Qian Ling's phoenix eyes darkened: "Injured?"

As if thinking of something, she asked, "Did Xia Ze hit you?"

"Yeah." Jimeng pursed his lips and said, "The sixth prince said something, and the fourth young master was very angry and started arguing.

"Then the guards around the sixth prince shot and wounded the fourth young master, saying that he disrespected the prince. This is a warning."

Qian Ling squinted his eyes, then raised the corners of his lips.

Seeing that familiar smile, Jimeng knew that the lady was angry.

She couldn't help reminding: "Miss, the sixth prince seems to be different from before, you have to be careful later."

"En." Qian Ling responded lightly.
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Arriving at the front hall, Qian Ling clearly felt the solemnity of the atmosphere.

Except for the father who went to court, everyone else was there.

And even the grandmother who has always been indifferent.

Qian Ling looked up, her phoenix eyes met the deep eyes of the young man on the throne.

"Sister princess is really making my prince wait."

Xia Ze spoke first, his tone was slow and chilly.

Qian Ling ignored him, walked up to Qian Mingzhu, and asked softly, "How is the injury?"

Zhu Wan's expression was a little dignified: "It didn't hurt her life, but her internal organs were damaged, and she needs to cultivate for a while."

Qian Ling's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the gloomy young man:
"I haven't seen you for a few months. The meeting gift from the sixth prince to the princess is really big enough."

Xia Ze: "I don't know if the princess princess still likes it."

The corners of Qian Ling's lips rose, and he walked to the side and sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and replied slowly: "I like it."

"As long as the Princess Princess likes it." Xia Ze said quietly, "Sister Princess, there is still a lack of a mistress in the prince's house, I wonder if you are interested?"

This can be said to be straightforward.

Qian Ling's expression remained unchanged, still smiling: "I'm interested."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the people present changed.

As soon as Qian Mingzhu woke up, he heard such a sentence. He stared at Qian Ling angrily with a hostile expression, and roared, "Are you out of your mind?"

Qian Tianyi looked worried and clenched his hands into fists.

Qian Tiansong's face was a little pale, he looked at the calm girl in red, and opened his lips.

Qian Tian was thoughtful, but did not rush to make a decision.

Wang's face was pale, because she was frightened.

Ouyang gave the girl a complicated look.

From her understanding, this girl shouldn't be someone who can compromise so easily.

After being surprised, Xia Ze laughed out loud: "It would have been nice to have said so earlier, let the fourth brother suffer this pain for nothing."

"The sixth prince seems to be happy too early." Qian Ling said leisurely, "I am indeed interested in your mansion, but—"

She paused for a moment: "This interest is not in the hostess, but in the identity of the master."

Obviously not expecting her to say that, Xia Ze was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and asked uncertainly: "Are you interested in the master of the Sixth Prince's Mansion?"

Qian Ling gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

Xia Ze seemed to find it funny, and laughed a few times: "Sister princess is really interesting, if you want to be the master of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, it's impossible with me here!"

"Really?" The smile on Qian Ling's lips widened, and he suddenly reached out his hand in Xia Ze's direction.

The next moment, Xia Zeren was in front of her eyes, and those soft little hands were resting on her neck.

With a little force, she brought him in front of her eyes: "What if you're not here anymore?"

After the words fell, the hand that pinched his neck was hard.

Xia Ze felt short of breath in an instant, his face was flushed with disbelief, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand that a weak woman could make him unable to move.

"Let go of the sixth prince!"

As the cold sound fell, the room was instantly suppressed by a powerful breath.

That is the coercion from the strong.

(End of this chapter)