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

Chapter 55 Don't You Look Down on Me 2
The prince gave her a fearful look, as if the little milk baby in front of him was not a little lolita, but a big devil, but he still blushed and said, "If I can't get the Mohai pearl, I can't ask my father for help." I have given you a marriage, you are a court lady, if you don’t give me a marriage, you can only be a maid, are you willing?"

Well, the prince became more and more confident as he spoke later, and then his voice overshadowed Su Meier's.

Su Meier was very depressed, and the prince was also very depressed, and then the two glared at each other, turned around, and left a back view for the other.

Su Meier thinks she hasn't done anything to make the prince feel ambiguous?Why does the prince have such a thick nerve that he has to rely on her to die.

She clearly explained what happened last time.

But the prince... seems to have changed his temper, thinking that she is his woman, she is worried, worried.

She doesn't want to be the prince's woman. The prince's woman will be the emperor's woman in the future. In other words, she will be one of the three thousand women in the deep palace.

She could already imagine her bleak end.

no! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !She would never allow herself to end up like that!
"Prince, for the last time, I solemnly tell you that I, Su Meier, don't like you, not now, not in the future, no matter what, I don't like you."

"I won't marry you, no matter if it's a housewife or a princess or something, I just want to wait for the age of 25 to leave the palace, and then you, what should I do, and me, Do what you should do."

"As for us, we are two straight lines. You take your sunny path, and I take my single-plank bridge!"

Su Mei'er expressed her meaning clearly in one breath, at least to her, she had already made it clear.

But as soon as she looked up, she saw the dumbfounded look of the prince, and she couldn't help patting her forehead. She wondered if the prince had listened.

Sure enough, the prince grabbed her small shoulders in panic and anger, and shook vigorously, "Why don't you like me, why don't you like me? Why don't you want me, why don't you want me."

Cough cough, well, the prince's convulsion behavior above is purely Su Meier's evil fantasy, in fact it is...

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(End of this chapter)