The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 399 The Eighth Prince Has Come Down

Chiti had no choice but to lower her head and explain everything about the current situation outside. Seeing Zhao An's face getting worse and worse, and showing the tendency to continue throwing things, he quickly said:
"Your Highness, this subordinate feels that this matter is a bit strange."

Zhao An closed his eyes, his hands shaking with anger. He took a deep breath, his voice was heavy and he was already trying his best to endure it, "What's wrong? It's just that the bitch has fallen in love with someone else and loves someone else."

"I just didn't expect that person to be Zhao Xu."

"It's really good that two bitches get mixed up together."

Chiti's eyelids flashed quickly, and he frowned and said, "I just feel that this rumor spreads a little too fast."

"What happened at noon was already known to everyone in Yandu in the afternoon. Going up to Mingyue Building, Huichun Building and Qi Building, and down to the Chasi snack stall on the street, there were people talking about you and Princess Anle. Their Can the mouth and ears fly?"

"Someone is secretly fueling the fire."

"Your Highness, we must be steady at this time, otherwise we will really fall into someone else's trap."

Zhao An gently closed his eyes, he clenched his hands tightly, his eyebrows were also tightly knit, his voice became hoarse, and he said to Chi Ti beside him, "Go and check."

Chi Ti looked at him, as if she was afraid that something would happen to Zhao An if she was not around.

"His Highness wants to go to Prince Qing's Mansion again." Zhao An calmed down a lot, he looked down at the tiles all over the floor, and said, "I will settle accounts with her when His Highness turns around."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves angrily, and his boots stepped over the porcelain shards on the ground, making a rattling sound.
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Because Jiang Fu was going to study in the women's courtyard today, Song Yun made the Xie family's carriage and came to the gate of Prince Qing's mansion. She sat in the carriage with her face on her face, slightly opened the curtains, and looked at the people coming and going outside. He lowered his head again and brushed his hair bored.

Until a gorgeous carriage appeared on the other side.

Song Yun's eyes were attracted, she put down her black hair wrapped around her fingertips, and looked over curiously.

Whose carriage is this? Why does it look like a nouveau riche? You can't wait to hang the word "rich" on both sides of the carriage. Why is it so tasteless?
The owner of the carriage seemed to be very anxious. Before the carriage could stop, he opened the curtain and walked out with his body bent, revealing a livid face.

However, he seemed to have chosen his clothes carefully. The white clothes with ink patterns on his body showed that he had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he was elegant.

It should be better if his face is not so ugly.

But Song Yun didn't want to look at her face with such a bad look.

She was about to let go of her hand and let the curtains fall, when she saw the guard in front of Prince Qing's Mansion step forward, and said to the handsome but stinky young man:
"It turns out that the Eighth Prince is here and I have met His Highness."

Song Yun, who was sitting in the carriage, paused for a while, but she still didn't retract her finger that was holding the curtain. She leaned her head slightly to the side, quietly watching the play.

It turned out that this was the Eighth Prince, who was quite pretty.

This face can indeed deceive many women.

But this temper...

It's not good to have everything written on your face.

Zhao An looked at the few people saluting in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "My Highness is here to visit your princess, she is at home."

"Oh, what a coincidence, the princess is not here, please come back, Your Highness the Eighth Highness." Several gatekeepers stood in front of him, bowing their heads and saying flatly.

(End of this chapter)