Gourmet Farm: Your Highness, I can't get enough to feed

Chapter 682 Get Out Now

She has guarded His Highness for so long, and Yun Xianfeng didn't give her this chance. Why did she hurt His Highness so deeply, but let her stay? Since she doesn't like His Highness, why did she stay and fight her?
"Do you like Yun Huan?"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at Luo Xin coldly, her tone was not probing, but affirmative.

Luo Xin's eyes were firm, "Yes, I like Your Highness, I have liked him since the first time I saw him!"

"That's good!"

Luo Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you mean by that?"

Isn't she angry?

Zhao Xiaomiao wiped the sweat from Yun Buhuan's forehead, "I thought his charm had lost a lot. Those women used to try their best to climb into his bed. If they are gone here, then he really failed!"

"you……"

She was turning a corner and said that she wanted to climb into His Highness's bed.

"Don't you dislike Your Highness? Why do you still want to stay? Don't you think you haven't hurt him enough, and you still want to hurt him again?"

"I hurt him?"

Zhao Xiaomiao sneered, turned to look at Luo Xin, "Did he tell you? Or do you think so?"

"If it wasn't for you, how could His Highness be in this situation!"

"This is between me and him. It has nothing to do with you. You have no right to say this in front of me!"

"Zhao Xiaomiao, aren't you just a village girl? Who do you think you are, and why are you putting on airs in front of His Highness!"

Luo Xin roared angrily. Seeing her calm and indifferent, she was very angry. She wanted to drive her away. His Highness is hers, and no one can take it away.

When Zhao Xiaomiao heard her words, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, I am a village girl, but Yun Buhuan just likes me as a village girl. If you are not convinced, you can go to him and ask him to quit me. If I, Zhao Xiaomiao, will beg him, I will kill myself on the spot. look!"

Zhao Xiaomiao's emotions became a little excited, and Luo Xin was a little afraid of her sharp eyes, but when she thought that she was just a village girl, she stepped forward and shouted, "Okay, that's what you said, when His Highness wakes up, I will Let him give you back, you are not worthy of his love at all!"

"Whether I'm worth it or not, it's not your turn to come here to tell me what to do. If it's okay, get out now!"

"How dare you let me go!"

Zhao Xiaomiao glanced coldly, "At least I'm his fiancée now, when you become his fiancée, I won't be able to do this anymore, get out now!"

"you……"

"Miss Luo, please!"

A figure walked in and said coldly, it was Yun-Yu who was guarding outside, "You are making noise, Your Highness!"

Luo Xin looked at Zhao Xiaomiao with a pale face, "You wait for me!"

Zhao Xiaomiao snorted coldly, "Just let the horse come here!"

Luo Xin left the room, Zhao Xiaomiao leaned wearily against Yun Buhuan's bedside, "Yun Buhuan, did I hurt you or did you hurt me?"

Glancing at him, Zhao Xiaomiao held the puppet carved by Yun Buhuan and stared blankly.

"Miss Zhao, it's late at night. This is the cloak that Yunfeng ordered me to bring to you. Don't catch a cold!"

Yun-Yu walked in, looked at her sitting there, looked at His Highness in a daze, and stepped forward to present her cloak.

"Thank you."

Zhao Xiaomiao took it, "Go out first, don't stay with me, I will call you if something happens!"

"Yes!"

Yun-Yu went out, and Yun Feng hurried forward, "How is it? How is Xiao Miao's expression?"

"Looking at His Highness in a daze, with a very sad expression, Yunfeng, are you sure she is guarding His Highness, and His Highness can wake up?"

(End of this chapter)