The beauty drags the city: the beautiful man from me

Zisu raised her eyebrows, and she couldn't help but tilt her head to the side at Helian Muge's sudden question, looking at Helian Muge slightly surprised.

How could the ninth princess ask such a question?

Could it be that she sees that the second prince is different from others?

But it's not like that either!

Zisu couldn't figure out why Helian Muge asked her like that, she thought for a while, looked at Helian Muge and said seriously.

"Why does the ninth princess want to know? Can you answer the servant girl first?"

"Is this important? I'm just asking what kind of person Second Emperor Brother is in your impression?"

Helian Muge tilted his head and looked at Zisu innocently.

"Oh, oh! The Ninth Princess is asking the servant girl this!"

Zisu exhaled slightly, looked at Helian Muge suddenly, and immediately relaxed her tense nerves.

"Speak quickly!"

Helian Muge frowned impatiently, and looked at Zisu with the expression that you are not saying I am going to be angry!

"Uh, the servant said that in the impression of the servant, the second prince has always been a gentle, gentle, and personable young talent. I have never heard of him getting angry with a servant or servant in the palace. He has always been gentle. Smiling, among so many princes, he is the most popular, the most loved, and the best-tempered prince."

Zisu thought for a while, and slowly said the second prince in his impression!

"Wow! Brother Second Emperor is so powerful. From this point of view, Brother Second Emperor has the qualifications to become a saint!"

Although Helian Muge sighed with admiration, his expression showed disbelief at all.

If a person is too perfect, it is a fake.

No one is perfect, and gold is never pure. This is a famous saying that has existed since ancient times!

"However, in the eyes of this servant, the second prince is a bit too good. How can a person have no temper? How can a person be so perfect? ​​If it is too perfect, it will be fake,,,,,,,"

Zisu was talking unscrupulously, and suddenly she remembered that the person in front of her was the younger sister of the person she was talking about, and she was speaking ill of her brother in front of her younger sister!ah!Sick!She doesn't want to live anymore.

"Uh! Ninth Princess, this servant did not want to speak ill of the Second Prince, please forgive me!"

Zisu blamed herself angrily.

"Hehe, you are dead. The slave actually speaks ill of the master. Hehe, you have a handle in my hands. You must listen to me in everything from now on."

Helian Muge looked at Zisu with a sly smile, with a quirky banter!

"Uh, okay!"

Zisu replied listlessly, she made a mistake!well!

Following such an elf master is both a blessing and a disaster for her!God!help me!

Zisu's excellent singing and writing expression made Helian Muge laugh straight away.