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Chapter 55 The Fairy Tale Prince Has Been Tricked (34)

"What did you write! I don't have such a tone at all!"

Jiulian held the pen tightly, looking at Nan Qian's written letter, trying to see a hole.

Pretentious, nonsense!
Don't be angry about what happened today!

???

And what the hell is a truffle, I don't know!Not prepared!

Nan Qian smiled happily, "This is normal! You must fully show your charm!"

The fingers pinched the pen harder and harder.

Gritting his teeth, he finished writing these few sentences, stretched out his hand and put it on the table.

Nan Qian picked up the letter, blew on the pen and ink, raised her eyebrows and smiled, and put it in a red envelope.

Liang Jing read the book and ignored the bickering between the two.

Almost every day here, as long as Nan Qian and Jiulian meet, they will kill Jiulian to death.

Nanqian raised her eyebrows and looked at the red envelope in her hand.

It was an invitation like a wedding, but she found it with great difficulty.

His eyes were narrowed, and he smiled like a successful little fox.

Liang Jing laughed, "So happy? How did you know that the witch would go? This letter can be seen at a glance, it is fake."

Nan Qian put the envelope away properly, rolled her big eyes, and gave a sly hint.

"People, usually in front of the person you like, there will always be a lot of ideas to help explain this letter."

Liang Jing blinked her eyes, not knowing where her confidence came from.

On the contrary, she has always been that kind of ghostly and clever.

In the afternoon, Nan Qian found a big maid who was considered to have status in the kingdom of heaven.

Handed the envelope to her, and warned that it must be delivered to the priestess.

The maid didn't dare to ask any more questions, and cautiously took the envelope and left.

That night.

The maid stood at the door and dared not go in for a long time.

Miko likes to draw, and this is the time for drawing.

No one dared to disturb her.

It's still snowing today, and it's chilly outside.

The maid held the envelope in her arms and held it carefully, lest it get crumpled or get wet from the snow.

After waiting for a long time, I heard a person coming from inside, letting her in.

Only then did the maid walk in with trembling small steps holding the letter.

Miko doesn't like to turn on the lights, the whole palace is pitch black, only a small candle is slowly dyeing in the painting area.

A gleam of fire was particularly obvious in the palace.

In the cold palace, even the people exude an aura of indifference.

That flash of fire illuminated the thing in the palace that the witches treasured.

That drawing board was given by Prince Jiulian. It was a gift from the witch when she first came to heaven, and it was something that was so carefully cared for by the witch.

The painting is not finished yet, but there are only a few strokes left.

His gaze suddenly fell on Hua's eyes, full of sharpness and viciousness.

It is in line with the usual style of the owner of the eyes.

Arrogant and arrogant, indifferent and public.

The maid just glanced at it, then quickly lowered her head.

The voice trembled, "Master Miko, this is... Jiulian, a letter from Prince Jiulian to you."

The witch turned around.

The baggy clothes fluttered the moment he turned around.

The witch is very thin, as thin as a pile of bones.

But it is often covered by a whole body of large black clothes, like a sack.

With a mask on his face, it almost grew on his face, and he never took it off.

With a cold blade in his eyes, he stabbed fiercely at the frightened maid with her head down.

The maid instantly felt a gust of cold wind surrounding her, and against the background of the dark and cold palace, it was depressing and suffocating.

(End of this chapter)