Chapter 6 Can't Argue, Cry! (3)

Manager Li said indifferently: "Your Majesty, please come with me."

Although she was still talking about her mother and her words were impeccable, her attitude and eyes were clearly disgusting.

Qing Luo smiled wryly, yes, who would respect such a "mother" who has lost all her shame and face?

Even the servants hate her so much, I am afraid that the prince will not give her good fruit.

She couldn't help but sighed in her heart.

Silently following Mr. Li around the water pavilion in the Jiuqu Corridor, until she was about to lose her head,

He just stopped in front of a very exquisite and gorgeous courtyard, and said expressionlessly: "Here we are, the prince is inside."

Qing Luo took a deep breath, walked around him, walked over the small bridge with white jade railings, and approached the small courtyard that looked like only ordinary people could enter.

Manager Li stayed outside, and there wasn't a girl guarding him in the yard, it was quiet everywhere, presumably all the servants had been dismissed by the prince.

Qing Luo plucked up the courage to push open the door, and an antique smell came over her face.

Before she had time to look at the furnishings of the room, her eyes were attracted by a red figure behind the desk.

The slender and tall man turned his back to her and was scribbling with a pen. There were already a few lines of tall and straight black ink marks on the snow-white rice paper spread out on the desk.

He didn't seem to notice her coming in, and he was still splashing ink leisurely. The way he swiped the pen was extremely chic, and against the black hair like a waterfall, it looked like a timeless and beautiful picture scroll.

Thinking about it, he is the prince, he is still wearing the red wedding dress, I don't know why he hasn't changed it yet.

Although it looked festive, the awe-inspiring aura emanating from the whole body made people stop involuntarily, not daring to take a step closer.

It's really not easy to get close to this man.

Qing Luo stood there a little scared, a little dazed for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The atmosphere of silence spread in the room, Qing Luo stared blankly at the figure, feeling a little dazed in his thoughts.

"You came?"

He opened his mouth suddenly, breaking the atmosphere of silence, and also gave Qing Luo a big jump.

She collected herself and said, "Yes, my lord, I'm here."

She didn't know how to perform the ritual of the ancients, and she didn't know what to call herself, so she had to answer like this.

(End of this chapter)

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