The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

"Chacha, about your sister..." the prince hesitated to speak.

Chacha sighed.

"Original family ugliness should not be publicized, but the relationship between the crown prince and the prime minister's mansion has always been very good, and I, as Yan Nong's older sister, naturally also think about her.

In addition, the relationship between the crown prince and my father is indeed very good, and I need your help to talk about some things. My sister is young, and it is very likely that she was deceived.

Once, when I couldn't sleep, I saw the housekeeper's son come out of her room in the middle of the night with disheveled clothes... Later, I found that the taste of the smoke became very strange, and she secretly asked the maid to take an anti-natal drug... …

The Crown Prince must keep this matter a secret. This happened before my sister came out of the cabinet... I am now in the National Teacher's Mansion, so you must discuss it with your father. "

The prince was stunned on the spot.

He got caught cuckold?

Wei Yannong actually has another man?

The prince's eyes were scarlet, and he wished he could go to the prime minister's mansion immediately to find out.

The bitch!

It's so shameless.

What kind of affection is deep and righteous, it's all fake!

Chacha glanced at the prince's face, and her heart blossomed with joy.

Well, from now on, let the prince fight with the prime minister's mansion!

She is such a clever little ghost.

For the next game, the prince was in no mood to continue.

Just when Ling Yun came over with the pastry, the prince took a look, made an excuse, got up and left.

soon.

Xiao Heng walked out from the dark.

He looked at Chacha blankly, "Have you played enough?"

Chacha, "...No, we can go to the theater now!"

Ling Yun silently reduced his sense of existence. In fact, he felt that the master might feel that his head was green now, and he was blatantly planning to assassinate him with the crown prince in front of him.

Xiao Heng snorted coldly, with a displeased expression.

"Watching a play? Why do I feel that you are reluctant to part with the prince?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yun secretly said: It's over.

It was eerie cold around the yard.

The master is angry.

Chacha smiled and pinched the pastry, "Ling Yun, ask the kitchen to prepare some vinegar for lunch today!"

Ling Yun, "...Okay, this subordinate will go to the kitchen now!" Before Xiao Heng could speak, he quickly slipped away.

If you don't leave, the master may kill someone!

Xiao Heng glanced at the figure running away, "It's really fast!" He spoke without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

Chacha tugged at his sleeve, blinked and blinked, "Before I spoke to the prince, I asked you. You promised to act with me. If you can't let the matter pass now, just ask me to settle the score."

That's not how it's played!

Xiao Heng said lightly, "Did I settle the score with you? Did I do anything to you? I didn't do anything, you are wronging me..."

Chacha, "Then you just..."

Xiao Heng's old face was not red at all, and he said confidently, "Just asking casually." Huh, jealous? Is it possible to admit such a thing casually? Absolutely not!

Chacha, "..."

All right, you win.

Suddenly, Xiao Heng remembered something, and asked another question by the way.

"By the way, didn't you say that the child in Wei Yannong's belly belonged to the prince? Why did a housekeeper's son appear again?"

Chacha looked at him in disbelief, "How can you gossip?"

Xiao Heng, "..."

Chacha quickly made up a reason.

She couldn't tell Xiao Heng: just now a small clip popped out of the mind of the original owner, right?

Chacha explained with a smile, "I just suddenly remembered a picture, and thought about it carefully. The person I saw in the middle of the night before may not be the prince."