The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 373 She will come by herself

Princess Qing's face was also very ugly. She put down her wine glass gently and asked, "Why don't you ask the servants to go talk to the Xie family and see if you can let Qingqing stay there for a little longer."

"It's useless." Prince Qing looked dejected. He sat there and looked at the overflowing wine on the table and said, "If you can hide today, what about tomorrow?"

As long as the Eighth Prince thinks, he can park the carriage at the door all the time. As long as his carriage is parked at the door, Qingqing will still be the same as before. When she sees him, she will run forward, and she will be the same again...

It will be the same as before again.

Princess Qing's face turned pale, she pursed her lips and became silent.

King Qing blamed himself, and still blamed him for being so useless, but he has no real power with the title of a prince. If he can have power and power, how dare the eighth prince treat Qingqing like this.

He comes and goes when he is called, what does he think of people.

"Forget it, this is the end of the matter, don't cry and make Qingqing feel unhappy when she comes back." King Qing lowered his head, his lowered voice was full of fatigue and weakness.

I don’t know what the eighth prince is good at.

Among all the princes, he is not the most outstanding in appearance, not the most outstanding in kung fu knowledge, and he is not the most loved by Zhao Heng. He is also very bad to Qingqing. I really don't know why Qingqing has taken a fancy to him...

Princess Qing sat there, all her good mood was disturbed, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and said, "Can we go out and talk to the Eighth Prince..."

"The road outside does not belong to our house. He can stop whenever he wants, so what can we do?" King Qing took a deep breath, and then said to the servant next to him, "It's okay, go and prepare some of the Princess's favorite food."

The servant had no choice but to bow his head and answer, "Yes."
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The sky was getting darker and darker, and the lanterns were already lit in front of Prince Qing's Mansion, but An Le hadn't come back yet, and the carriage still quietly parked aside and didn't leave.

Although the gatekeeper in front of Prince Qing's Mansion didn't want to take another look, the carriage was parked there in plain sight and he couldn't ignore it.

While rolling their eyes, they hoped that the princess would come back later, and don't give the Eighth Prince a good look when he comes back, but they all knew that this was just a fantasy.

If the princess saw the eighth prince coming, she would be very happy, even if the eighth prince would say that he was just passing by.

It's not that the prince never said that she persuaded her before, but not only did it not make the princess' love for the eighth prince less, but it hurt the father-daughter bond between them.

Several gatekeepers stared, this eighth prince was just like Daji and Baosi to them in Prince Qing's Mansion.

It can really harm people.

"Look, is that the princess's carriage?" Suddenly, someone looked not far away and asked.

Others followed his gaze and saw a carriage appearing in the night. It was their carriage from Prince Qing's Mansion.

The princess is back.

On the other side, Zhao An and the others naturally noticed the approaching carriage.

Chi Ti stood under the carriage, looked over there and said, "She seems to be back, no wonder she didn't come up immediately today, so I don't know if she went out."

Sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, Zhao An's expression was very gloomy.

This was the first time he had waited so long for her.

He had already condescended to come to Qing Palace, but she made him wait for so long.

Standing outside the carriage, Chi Ti looked away, raised her eyes to look at the window, and asked, "Your Highness is coming down."

"Hey." Zhao An didn't even lift the curtain to look out, he leaned back and closed his eyes again, "She will come by herself."

(End of this chapter)