Song whispered in doubt: "His Royal Highness?"

The crown prince put down the cup and reached out to lift her chin: "Remember what you said today."

Yan Ge hurried back and avoided: "His Royal Highness, I'm your book boy now."

To be seen by others and thought it was his man's pet, it has affected her image so much.

The prince tilted his head slightly and looked at her.

Obviously he is a thin and fragile man, apparently his facial features are partial to women, but his whole body makes people dare not to be underestimated.

When the bed was taken off, it looked like a bunny fawn, but when he was dressed, he turned instantly like a set of armor.

This guy, why is so jealous, Yan Ge approached helplessly, sitting on his side, kneeling, pulling his sleeves: "His Royal Highness, I believe Junjun is OK."

"Go." He said, "Go early and return early."

Yange knew that his heart was unsolved, but he couldn't force it. He nodded reluctantly: "Well, Your Highness, when Junjun returns, bring your favorite Osmanthus cake with Yun Dexuan, OK?"

This prince does not like sour or spicy, especially sweets and pastries.

However, he always covers up well, and this preference is clear.

The Prince nodded.

Yan Ge then stepped forward.

Out of the octagonal loft, she felt relieved.

For two years, she was consolidating herself, and the prince was obviously growing.

If one day you find that the vase you play with on the palm of your hand has become a cactus in your hands, will the prince at that time still be patient with her even though she is dissatisfied with her?

of course not!

Sooner or later, she and the prince will have a hard battle to fight.

So although she went to Cheqi General Mansion as a guest of the Prince's House, Yan Ge did not intend to persuade Cheqi to follow the words she had told the Prince.

Presumably, the gatekeeper was not allowed to enter the area related to the Prince.

The Qijia Dalang really likes and dislikes, not even the Prince's people give the slightest face.

Just stop people outside the door.

Yan Ge stood upright at the door, and he just settled.

She still didn't believe when the guy didn't leave the house.

It was also good luck, and Yange didn't wait too long before seeing the closed side door open, and Qi Jia Dalang and Qi Jia Erlang, wearing plain clothes, talked to each other while walking outward.

The host did not have any impression of Qi Jia Da Lang after becoming a general, but Yan Ge guessed it.

She did not expect that the two brothers would be together.

For a moment, Yan Ge didn't miss this opportunity, and hurriedly walked over. He made a note of Dajia Qilang: "General, in the next son, has always heard of the general's prestige. It is a great honor to be seen today."

Qi Jia Da Langben glanced casually. There was a gatekeeper outside the door of the Prince's House. He had known about it for a long time, but he wanted to open his mouth and narrowed his lips after glancing at the words.

Although a mother compatriot, it is different from Swen Qingjun, a scholar of Qijia Erlang, with a strong eyebrow and big eyes. He is a burly man with very strong features. He doesn't say anything, he just gives it The sturdy sense of race.

"It turned out to be Mr. Zijun, the most beloved in Prince's Mansion now, and never thought that Mr. Zijun should be so young." Qi Jia Erlang snorted coldly, and the word "Mr. He" was especially heavy. Song is a "book boy" born guest.

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A bit late, the second one is also late, isn't it?