Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 23 His Royal Highness is really predictable

Everyone fell silent and looked at His Royal Highness.

From the beginning to the end, the crown prince did not speak. Now that the third girl from the Xie family asked His Highness, she is the one who is least afraid of death.

The man who was playing with the cup in his hand heard Xie Zhiqiong's cry, his slender fingers pinched the cup slightly, and suddenly looked at Yun Weilan.

The sword-like eyes immediately shot towards Yun Weilan, and Yun Weilan sat up straight involuntarily.

She didn't know if it was her hallucination, but she always felt that the man was looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, but this smile was a little dizzy.

When she was beating someone last night, Qingyang was peeking from the roof.

Although her vision was too dark last night, she didn't see clearly, but she was absolutely sure that it was Qingyang.I don't know what the prince's highness is thinking, but he still wants to send someone to watch her.

This guy doesn't want to... push her into the pit, does he?

"Your Highness, what do you think?" King Huai'an also saw Qian Feihan, looked at this elder nephew, and immediately felt a little more at ease in his heart.

No matter what the prince did, he had to call him Uncle Huang. In this generation, the prince would definitely help him.

Qian Feihan said lightly: "Killing is based on evidence."

The corners of the man's thin and perfect lips curled up in a mocking arc, and there was only a clearness in the black pupils.

When he said this, Xie Zhiqiong's little heart beat wildly.

Your Highness... Your Highness helped her!
His Highness said that killing is based on evidence, that is to say, beating people also depends on evidence, why these people didn't see her beating people, there is no evidence to speak of.

Yun Weilan frowned and cursed in a low voice.

Damn, this dangerous person is always going to make things difficult for her!
"Ahem, what our Highness means is that since the eldest son was beaten, it would be better to arrest these people for interrogation. However, I heard from people passing by that street yesterday that it seems that the third girl really beat the person .”

Qingyang clenched his fist on his lips and coughed lightly, opening his eyes and talking nonsense.

He had indeed witnessed that extremely brutal scene last night, but today His Highness specifically instructed him that if the matter was blamed on the third girl, he would follow suit.

Your Highness is really predictable!
It's just... why does His Highness bother with such trivial matters in the house?

"What?" Xie Zhiqiong screamed sharply, with a look of despair as if the sky had fallen.

"It's really you?" Nan Liang Wang's old face couldn't hold back any longer, he raised his hand and gave Xie Zhiqiong a big slap.

This loud slap made Xie Zhiqiong fall to the ground, with tears in her eyes and a dazed face.

Qian Ziyue sneered: "If it's Miss Xie San, I don't know what your Nanliang Palace will use to compensate the young master. The face of the young master can be broken by you!"

Mention this matter and get angry, those bastards don't beat them anywhere else, they just hit his handsome face, and he still has to rely on this face to walk the rivers and lakes!

"Your son-in-law, don't be angry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter." The King of Nanliang glared at Xie Zhiqiong, and when he looked at Huai'an Shizi, his expression was somewhat helpless.

"Don't call me a virtuous son-in-law, who is your virtuous son-in-law." Qian Ziyue immediately said angrily, "I'm afraid no one would dare to marry these two girls in your family! A stupid and stupid fat woman, a snake and a scorpion A poisonous woman with a heart."

Xie Zhiqiong covered half of her face, and stood there dumbfounded as if she had lost her soul.

Yun Weilan is the quietest, watching their farce, she clearly knows that this farce is caused by her, but she doesn't feel the pleasure of messing with others.

Qian Ziyue is still so domineering, which makes people uncomfortable!
(End of this chapter)