stocking the prince to death

Chapter 832 It Doesn't Matter

After Mei Qinghan entered, the door was closed instantly. He paused at the door for a while, frowning.

He just stayed at the door for a while just to give Xiao Qi a chance to come in.

Logically speaking, Wu'er should have come in when he saw the door was open, but he obviously didn't feel Xiao Qi's breath.

Mei Qinghan sighed, lifted the hem of her clothes and walked slowly in, "You don't have to follow."

The eunuch nodded and stopped at the door.

Although Wu Hui was under house arrest, in fact her food and clothing expenses were still in accordance with regulations.

Mo Cang did not give an order to suppress her, and she was rumored to have an ambiguous relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince. No one would choose to offend others rashly when the situation is unclear.

When Mei Qinghan came in, Wu Hui was playing chess.

A set of chess pieces, one person plays against himself.

Seeing this, Mei Qinghan's eyes flickered, "His Royal Highness has returned to Beijing. He participated in the banquet last night and sentenced Li Xiaozhu to death for being a confidante."

Hearing Mei Qinghan's words, Wu Hui's calm eyes paused, and then he suddenly laughed, "What does His Royal Highness have to do with me!"

In the eyes of these people in the palace, she is

She is a confidante of His Highness the Crown Prince, and these people are madly trying to use her to tear a trace of the most perfect person in the eyes of the world.

Let the world see how miserable he is.

but……

Wu Hui sneered.

She is just painting a girl!

A prince is just a prince.

The current girl Hui is not the deputy head of the dark pavilion, and the current crown prince is not the head of the dark pavilion.

So she has nothing to do with His Highness the Crown Prince... really!
"Prime Minister, I am not familiar with His Highness the Crown Prince, so detaining me in the palace is nothing more than fetching water from a bamboo basket!"

"If you don't try, how will you know? Mei Qinghan's tone is faint and stern.

Seeing this, Wu Hui twitched the corners of his mouth and stopped talking.

Mei Qinghan also stopped talking.

He took one last deep look at Wu Hui, then turned and left.

Such scenes have happened every day since Wu Hui was placed under house arrest in the palace.

After Mei Qinghan left, Wu Hui sneered and turned back to her bedroom.

She lowered the curtain, which naturally blocked the prying eyes of some people.

Under the quilt, her eyes were slightly red, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising.

She knew that when she was talking to Mei Qinghan, a hidden guard was watching from the dark, and Mei Qinghan also knew it.

They also know each other that they are their own people, so those words that seem illogical to outsiders are actually full of information in their eyes.

She couldn't help covering her lips.

Mo Qi finally came back.

And according to Mei Qinghan's eyes with deep meaning just now...

Is Mo Qi in the palace right now?

Or... in her palace.

Thinking of this possibility, the upward arc of Wu Hui's mouth became more and more obvious.

But before she was excited for a long time, the quilt was suddenly torn apart.

Before she had time to hide the trace of a smile at the corner of her mouth, it fell into a pair of starry and smiling eyes.

Wu Hui almost cried out in surprise.

But the owner of these eyes re-covered the quilt on her head in a vicious manner, and at the same time, a deep but clear voice sounded:
"Every time I see you, you make yourself so embarrassed... Hey, I really feel good seeing you!"

(End of this chapter)