Stunning beauty forced to marry a stupid husband: black-bellied prince please accept

She sniffled and choked up, "Mo Nu, you have been with Qingyue for so many years, you must know him best, tell me, does he not like me anymore.
It's not just that I don't like it. .Didn't His Highness make it clear that he already hates you?

Mo Nu didn't dare to say this, he hooked his lips, and said words that even he thought were hypocritical to appease Meixi, "How come, Princess Meixi has a noble status, and her beauty is unmatched by anyone, and she is so kind to Your Highness." Tenderness is like water, she is submissive, there is no man in the world who would not like such a woman."

"Princess, don't think too much. Your Highness has only been troubled by some things recently, so he can't control his temper. In his heart...but he still likes the princess, otherwise... there are so many women in the demon world who match his identity , why does he only want to marry the princess alone?"

Mo Nu was talking nonsense with his eyes open, but Mei Xi took his words seriously. [

She immediately smiled and said, "You're right. If Qingyue didn't like me, she wouldn't marry me. I was impatient. I didn't expect so much, Mo Nu, no wonder you can become his personal servant, you He really knows a lot about him.”

Mo Nu resisted the urge to laugh, of course he knew His Highness very well, so he also saw how His Highness disliked Meixi.

only. . .This Meixi is also beautiful, but she has no brains, and she can't even tell whether His Highness really likes her or not.

He pretended to be modest and shook his head, "It's not that the slave knows His Highness very well, but the authorities are confused by the onlookers. The princess should stop thinking wildly, and don't come here again during this period, so as not to be gossiped. The princess just wants to be married forever. With His Highness, what can't you bear for these few days?"

Meixi nodded with tears in her eyes, and reluctantly glanced at Lan Qingyue's leaving direction.

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"Your Highness, Princess Meixi has left."

In the study, Lan Qingyue nodded expressionlessly, and lightly tapped the table with her long fingers, "The order goes on, no matter who it is, no one is allowed to enter Xiaoyao Palace without my king's permission."

Mo Nu knew that he was really angry, so he walked to the table, poured him a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, why should you be as knowledgeable as her? It's not like you don't know what kind of person Princess Meixi is, slave It is estimated that she will not come again in the days before the big wedding."

"So much the better."

Lan Qingyue holds a pen in her hand, and a stack of papers on the table. This is a habit he has maintained for a long time, and that is to practice calligraphy every day.

When writing, you must calm down in order to write a good hand.

But today, no matter what, he couldn't calm down his heart.

In the wastebasket beside him, several pieces of waste paper had already been thrown away, and this one was in his hand. .I'm afraid it will have to be invalidated again.

He frowned, threw the brush on the table in agitation, pressed his slender fingers on his forehead twice, sat down, leaned back, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

With such an appearance, anyone could see that he was restless.

"Your Highness...are you worrying about her affairs?"

Lan Qingyue picked up the pen on the table, moistened it twice in the ink tray, shook her hands, skimmed off the excess ink, and wrote a large static character on the white rice paper.