The princess wants to divorce

Chapter 153 Mental Torture 3
"Who?" Suddenly, he looked at a certain potted plant with cold eyes.

Xiao Er felt like her heart was about to jump out, oh my god, I was discovered.what to do?what to do?She hasn't figured out what to say yet.

Zheng Xiaohan didn't give her time to think, he strode forward and arrived in front of her, looking down at her.

The familiar face made him slightly stunned, "Xiao Er?" She is Chu Chu's personal maid, why is she staying here?

For some unknown reason, a glimmer of light was suddenly added to the gloomy heart.However, the chill on his face was still deep, which suppressed Xiaoer's hard-won courage a bit.

"Give...greetings to the lord." It's okay, it's okay, although you are timid, you still have to remember the courtesy.

Zheng Xiaohan looked down at Xiao Er who was kneeling on the ground, "What are you doing here?"

What is she doing here?Of course it's for debt collection.

She looked up, saw Zheng Xiaohan's cold face, and lowered her head in frustration, well, so depressed, she couldn't speak.

She suddenly admired Miss very much. Facing someone like the prince, she could treat the cold as nothing. Sure enough, maid and Miss are of different grades?
"My king remembers that there is a study room, and some idlers can't get close to it, right?" Zheng Xiaohan's threat came from Zheng Xiaohan's mouth.His patience was almost gone.

Idle... Idle people waiting? o(╯□╰)o, it seems that she is the kind of person he refers to.

Finally, before Zheng Xiaohan lost all patience, she lowered her head and defended herself, "Yes...it was the lady who sent the slaves over." It hurts to hear.

Zheng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? What did she send you here for?"

"Come here... come here... come here... I want... I want... I want a bank note." The word "come over" was loud and stammered, but the word "bank note" was only murmured like a mosquito.

Ah, she is going to die, why does it feel like her tongue is tied.

The study room is indeed a place more terrifying than mountains of knives and seas of fire.

Mental torture.

Zheng Xiaohan's brows condensed into Sichuan characters, this girl stuttered so much that he wanted to get angry, "Say it clearly, what are you doing here?" If he didn't say anything else, he really didn't have the patience to listen.

(End of this chapter)