The concubine is often hard to spoil: my queen is not easy to mess with

Chapter 208 Don't Be Angry 3
Su Meier walked over slowly, and saluted respectfully, "See His Royal Highness, Princess Beirong."

The prince slightly raised his eyes to look at her, lazily leaned his body on the soft couch, and said in a strange way: "What else are you doing here?"

Didn't she need him anymore?Didn't you think about how to push him out all day?
"Where the prince is, I should be there." Su Meier replied naturally.

As the prince's attendant, she was indeed there, and she should be there, but the more she answered so naturally, the more angry the prince would be.

Originally, he still had a little bit of expectation, at least, it would do to coax him with soft words.

Look what kind of attitude this is, he really thinks he can't do without her?

He violently swept the cakes on the table to the ground, and said sharply, "Go, the prince doesn't want to see you."

Bei Rong saw that all the cakes she had specially made for the prince were reimbursed, and her eyes were burning with anger. She really looked down on this idiot prince at first.

But... Over the years, she has watched the prince become more and more seductive bit by bit. His eyes will make her happy for several days. She even knows that the prince is not such an idiot as he appears on the surface.

His charm has deeply infected her. Only such a man is worthy of her. Her future husband should be him.

Others must not be accused!
Su Meier didn't move, she didn't even move her eyelids, she insisted: "Where the prince is, I will be there."

Bei Rong seemed to have an outlet for the anger in her chest, and stood up abruptly, "What a servant girl, don't rely on the prince to spoil you, you are not big or small, the prince told you to get out, how dare you stand up?" it's here?"

Beirong's personal maid responded with a clear heart, and seeing the prince's absent-minded look, she rubbed her shoulders and was about to step forward.

Su Meier's petite body stood there without any movement, she watched her walk in front of her lightly, then raised her palm, and when her palm was about to touch her cheek, her eyelids were raised, her eyes straight He shot straight at her, and at that moment, she suddenly felt the cold wind from behind.

Her hands paused involuntarily.She was obviously a servant who was so ordinary that she couldn't be more ordinary, why at that moment, she felt that her eyes were as terrifying as holding a sharp sword?
(End of this chapter)