The four thousand gold of the prime minister's family: Miss Tough is going to get married

Chapter 47 Prince Qin is really charming!
Qin Yuxun, who was sitting opposite Yu Xiaoyu, stood up with a groan, his face full of anger.

"Qin Yuxun, you must not be rude! Back off!"

The princess raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression slightly angry.

"Mother, I..."

"Get out!"

Seeing the princess getting angry, Qin Yuxun didn't dare to say any more this time, but just gave Yu Xiaoyu a hard look, and walked outside indignantly.

"Mother, if you are really my biological mother, I will naturally not deny you, but..."

Taking a look at Qin Yumo, who was sitting diagonally across from him, holding the chopsticks firmly in his right hand, Yu Xiaoyu chuckled lightly, raised his eyes, and looked directly at the princess's beautiful eyes with a little doubt.

"However, I have already promised to leave here with Brother Mo. Therefore, the status of the princess is not very important to me!"

Hearing Yu Xiaoyu's words, Qin Yumo suddenly raised his head, a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, he let go of his hands, and the chopsticks fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"what?!"

Hearing this, Qin Yuxun's footsteps were frozen in mid-air, and he let out a cry.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect to see such a rare scene when we came here!"

A few black shadows flashed in, it was the famous Fourth Young Master of the Royal Family, headed by Prince Duan Zeming of course.

With a sound of swiping, Duan Zeming gracefully opened the folding fan, strode to Qin Yumo's side, stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Senior Qin is really charming! But, you are too flirtatious, you don't even let your own sister go! Could it be that you really want to elope with your own sister?"

Duan Zeming pursed his lips and smiled, deliberately biting the words "sister" very hard.

The other three young masters behind him also had gloating expressions on their faces.

"Duan Zeming, you have long disliked me. Hehe! If you want to take away my title of son, just take it away."

Standing up slowly, shaking his shoulders, and shaking off Duan Zeming's big hand, Qin Yumo looked at Yu Xiaoyu fixedly with burning eyes.

"Since Xiaoyu can give up the title of princess for me, the title of a mere prince, how can I take it seriously?!"

(End of this chapter)