The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

Prime Minister wait a minute 10

Chacha smiled slightly, and looked at the proprietress for a while longer, "Is the proprietress married?"

The proprietress was suddenly a little shy, and her pair of phoenix eyes seemed to have autumn water in them.

"Never married."

Deputy Commander, "...?" Prime Minister, do you still remember your identity?

Chacha sighed, "Unfortunately, I already have a wife at home."

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, regret flashed across her face, "I think it's me and my master, we have no destiny in this life, I'm not lucky."

The proprietress turned and left.

Chacha's expression was gloomy, as if she had lost her sweetheart.

The deputy commander and the others looked confused and had complicated emotions.

Mr. Prime Minister, you are a clean and self-sufficient adult, why did you chat with the proprietress here?

Can't, can't, can't!

After breakfast, Chacha called Xiaoer to stop, "Where is your lady boss?"

Xiao Er laughed along, "The proprietress has gone to rest."

"That's it, then we'll stay here for one more night." Chacha said, looking back at the deputy commander, and asked him to pay.

The Vice-Commander didn't quite understand this behavior.

However, since it was requested by the prime minister, there should be no problem.

I believe the prime minister is.

After all, the prime minister is by no means the kind of person who loses his head for beauty, it is probably because the proprietress has a problem.

He believed in the prime minister's judgment even more.

So, the group went upstairs again, not in a hurry to set off.

Although the second prince was very puzzled, he didn't say anything, he just followed quietly. He now has nothing but two injured guards. If the assassin appears again, he must have no power to resist, so he followed the prime minister. , is the safest.

Especially last night, what the prime minister did was really amazing.

The second prince's eyes were shining brightly, this is his good time, he has already taken countless steps ahead of the prince!

If under such circumstances, the prime minister can't stand on her side, then maybe the relationship between me and the prime minister is really not suitable...

After Chacha went upstairs, seeing the second prince and the deputy commander following her closely, she couldn't help reminding, "I was so tired last night, what are you doing with me? You should go back and have a good rest."

The second prince was slightly stunned, and immediately went back to his room.

The deputy commander also went to another room to rest.

Only Chacha and Changye were left.

"Long Ye, play a game of chess with me."

Changye said with difficulty, "Changye won't."

Chacha, "It's okay, I'll teach you."

She is pretty patient now, even if he doesn't know how, she can teach him slowly.

Even, after she taught it by herself, it would be more satisfactory.

There was a chessboard set up in the wing room, and Chacha took Chang Ye to teach him the basics first.

Changye has a quick learning ability, and can draw inferences from one instance to another, which Chacha discovered before.

After three games of chess, Changye's chess skills have gradually improved.

Chacha is very satisfied with this.

"Let's go here first today, Changye, you go to the deputy commander's place to stay for a while." Chacha looked in the direction of the door, and someone was coming.

Hearing Chacha's words, Changye was a little surprised. Did the prime minister want to dismiss him and meet the proprietress alone?

Or, did the prime minister really take a fancy to that proprietress?

As far as he knows, the Prime Minister is not the kind of person who is greedy for beauty.

Although the proprietress is very charming, she is not a stunning beauty.

Chang Ye was stunned for a while without moving, Chacha asked him warmly, "What's wrong?"

Long Ye, "...it's okay."

Afterwards, Chang Ye left, and when he passed by the door, he took a deep look at the proprietress who brought tea.

The proprietress has a frown and a smile, which has a unique flavor.

Unfortunately, it is of no use to Long Night.

He lifted his foot and went to the next room.

The proprietress twisted her waist and walked in.

"Master, this is the tea specially brewed for you by the slave family."

Originally, there was no need for the proprietress to make a trip to bring tea and water.

but……

In view of the conversation between the two in the morning, it seems normal to come to deliver a meal.

Chacha smiled slightly at the proprietress, if there is a girl here, it will definitely mess up the girl's heart.

The handsome and dignified man looks at you with eyes full of nostalgia and smiles. Who can resist this horse riding?

"Thank you for your hard work, lady boss." Chacha said warmly, motioning for the lady boss to sit down.

The proprietress glanced at the chess game, "Is the master playing chess with that boy just now?"

"He doesn't know how to play chess, I'm teaching him." Chacha took a sip of tea and said, "This tea is not bad, did the proprietress make it herself?"

The proprietress covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled, "It seems that this master really has a heart-to-heart relationship with the slave family. This tea is indeed brewed by the slave family himself!"

There are not many people who can let her make tea by herself.

Coincidentally, the man in front of me is one of them.

Chacha picked up the teacup again and took a sip.

"Although the tea is fragrant, it is not one ten thousandth as good as the proprietress."

She made the evaluation with a slight smile.

If it were someone else, they might have been regarded as innocent, but unfortunately, Chacha spoke solemnly, and she seemed very serious herself.

The proprietress sighed, "Unfortunately, my family was unlucky and didn't meet you earlier."

If we could have met earlier, perhaps... Her eyes trembled slightly.

What if I could meet him sooner?

They are not in the same way, and it is impossible for them to get together.

The fate of the first meeting is nothing more than a few random words, so how can it be taken seriously?

"Can the proprietress know how to play chess?" Chacha rearranged the chessboard.

"My family has never learned..." The proprietress lowered her head, unable to see the look in her eyes clearly.

Chacha hummed, and put Bai Zi in her hand, "I'll teach you."

The proprietress caught a glimpse of Bai Zi in her hand, and was a little taken aback, "This Bai Zi...isn't suitable for me, I should stick to the black one."

Chacha shook her head and rejected her proposal, "There is nothing suitable or not. The proprietress is bright and charming, and she holds a white piece, which is also a match."

From start to finish, the cha cha was mild.

The proprietress didn't look up at Chacha again.

It's time for a cup of tea.

The white piece in the proprietress's hand trembled suddenly, and landed on the chessboard with a thud.

The chess game that was just carefully arranged fell into place...

Chacha sighed slightly, "It's a pity..."

The proprietress paused, and withdrew her hand. She raised her head, with a bit of pity in her eyes.

"It's really a pity, lord, you look like a good person, but it's a pity that my family is not a good person."

The proprietress looked at Chacha and chuckled lightly, "You are unlucky to meet me."

"The one who is unlucky is not me, but you." Chacha seriously retorted, and re-arranged the messed chess game calmly.

The proprietress waited quietly, and after a while, her face changed slightly.

"You... didn't you drink tea? Why... still haven't responded?"

She subconsciously glanced at the teacup next to her. She was watching him drink tea with her own eyes.

Also took two sips.

The poison will definitely explode within the time of a cup of tea. How could the person in front of him not respond?

No signs of poisoning at all?

"I did drink it, but the poison has no effect on me, so naturally you won't be able to see the scene where I was poisoned to death."

So, lady boss, you are unlucky to meet me.

If it were someone else, they might have been poisoned to death...