Beauty Ecstasy: Love the slave is too ferocious

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The guard had no choice but to bring the tea back again.

"His Royal Highness, the Crown Princess has left, this tea..."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just said that he did not want to drink tea and asked him to return the things to the Crown Princess, but the Crown Princess left in a hurry——

He can't be asked to carry this tea on duty, he will be on duty today until tomorrow morning, if he carries these things, his hands may be sore! [

The guard looked at Xiahou Fengli, who was discussing matters with his immediate superior, Qing, with a perplexed expression on his face.

"Leave it alone." Xia Houfeng didn't raise his head, his eyes were fixed on the picture on the table.

Hearing these words, the guard felt relieved, quickly put down the plate in his hand, and quickly backed out.

During this period, Xiahou Fengli never raised his head.

Qing, who was standing at the side, turned her head and looked at the teapot on the plate, which was constantly emitting the fragrance of tea. She couldn't help but said, "His Royal Highness, the Crown Princess sent it here specially, do you really not want to drink it?"

Xia Houfeng tightened his hand holding Tu, the veins on his hand bulged, and then returned to normal.

He looked at the blueprint in his hand for a while, then shook his head, "No need, the prince is not thirsty now."

"His Royal Highness..." Qing looked at the tea on the table, then at the drawings in front of Xiahou Fengli, sighed inaudibly, and said, "Your Highness, are you really planning to marry Miss Wei? She She is already married to Huang Fulian, and..."

Long before Huangfulian and Wei Xuerong got married, they had already married, and Wei Xuerong was no longer perfect.

The crown prince of the Song Kingdom married a woman who was not perfect, and if word spread, people would laugh at him.

Besides, if the Empress Dowager knew about it, she would definitely not agree, and would even blame the Crown Prince...

"What do you want to say?" Xiahou Fengli raised his head, staring at Qing coldly, as if he wanted to freeze him into a popsicle.

"The subordinates feel that if His Royal Highness wants Miss Wei, he can just keep her. Why should he make such a big fuss about marrying Miss Wei?"