The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 19
Inside the greenhouse.

Song Yu babbled while picking flowers, "I really don't know why Shizi fell in love with that little boy Hanqing. He wants to be tall but not tall. I don't know what's so good about him. Shizi should be mine..."

Seeing his figure, Li Liang paused, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Song Yu, don't pick it up, the prince wants you to go there!"

"Really?" Song Yu was excited when she heard this.

"Just now, when I went to prepare bath water for Shizi, Shizi said so."

"That's great, let me say that the prince still has me in his heart." Song Yu hurried out of the greenhouse after speaking.

"Don't forget to bring the flowers you picked." Li Liang reminded.

Song Yu came to carry the flower basket in a hurry again, with excitement on his face.

Watching him go away, Li Liang's eyes flashed a deep look.

"Squeak..."

Song Yu carefully pushed open the door, and then walked in gracefully carrying a flower basket, "My lord, these are the flowers my slave just picked."

"Let it go."

Putting down the flowers, Song Yu walked up to Murong Che and pushed Su Qingran away, "My lord, this servant is here to wait for you to take a bath."

what……

Listening to his delicate voice, Su Qingran felt that her bones were about to collapse, and panicked.

A big man who puts on makeup every day and hooks up with men is really a strange thing among strange things.

However, making Song Yu sick to Murong Che seemed... not bad.

"Then 2000 taels..."

Just when she was desperately holding back her laughter, Murong Che's cold voice sounded.

Su Qingran raised her eyes suddenly, and pulled Song Yu away, "My lord, are you interested now?"

"Help me to take a bath."

"Yes." Su Qingran hurriedly followed.

"Your Majesty, you wait for the servant..." Song Yu was not discouraged, and chased after him with a flower basket.

In the bathroom, Li Liang had already prepared hot water, and at this moment, steam was rising.

Song Yu hurried over, sprinkled the peony petals in the flower basket just now, and then said softly: "My lord, it's done."

Seeing that he was going to rub against him, Su Qingran hurriedly blocked him, "I'm here to serve you, so I won't bother you."

"Han Qing, why are you being polite to me, why don't you go down." Song Yu squeezed over with a deadpan face.

Murong Che's eyes were cold, and he silently watched the two of them fight for each other.

Su Qingran glanced at Song Yu's charming appearance, and stepped back.

She couldn't help but spurned herself in her heart, never thinking that one day she would be reduced to competing for favor with men.

After Song Yu succeeded, he said to Murong Che with a smile, "Your Majesty, this servant is waiting for you to undress..."

As he spoke, he put his hand towards Murong Che's mask.

"Presumptuous!" Murong Che glanced over coldly, and Song Yu's body trembled in fright.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to take off the mask, so take off your clothes." Song Yu raised his hand to untie his belt.

Murong Che flicked his sleeves, "It's none of your business here, go down!"

Song Yu was thrown a few steps away, staggering, feeling the cold breath in the room, he was too scared to speak, and staggered back out.

Murong Che glanced at Su Qingran, displeased, "What are you doing in a daze, come here and undress my son."

"My son, did you agree to the 2000 taels of silver just now?"

"This son doesn't like making noise."

The corner of Su Qingran's mouth twitched suddenly, did he think she was noisy?
It was obvious that he used the 2000 taels to fool her!
If he hadn't mentioned a word just now, would she have competed with that sissy Song Yu?
If he arrived early, he should make Song Yu sick to death.

Su Qingran thought about it, and quickly took off the clothes on his body with two strokes.

(End of this chapter)