The princess wants to divorce

Chapter 92 Open Provocation (2)

My scalp is numb, when did I tell Mu Xiaohan that I needed to find him for something, he was obviously the one who sent the butler to find me back home, okay?

"Are you familiar with him?" For some reason, when Zheng Xiaohan asked this, I felt a deep chill.

Out of inertia, I shook my head violently without thinking, "I'm not familiar, I just met him at the wedding banquet last time, who knows why he stays at my house."

"Really?" He obviously didn't believe it.

"My lord, are you taking it too far? I'm not your concubine now." Now that I asked, I gave the answer again, why don't you believe me? Since I know I won't tell the truth, why do I still ask? ?

His face froze for a moment, he stared at me, and apologized politely, "I'm sorry, I forgot about it for a while."

"My lord..." My mother and father finally stepped down the noble steps and walked towards us. Both of them looked at us with embarrassment.

I suddenly felt quite guilty, just like the incident of 'divorcing' my wife, I didn't communicate with them before, and I didn't even say hello afterwards, alas, unfilial daughter, unfilial daughter.

With [-]% guilt and [-]% grievance, I called out in a low voice: "Father, mother."

Mother looked at me, her eyes were blurred with tears, she wiped her hands lightly, and then she turned to me and said, "Chuchu, you..."

"Prime Minister, there is just a matter in the court, the king is not clear about it, how about we go into the mansion and talk about it?" Zheng Xiaohan talked to my father with the aura of a prince, and my father naturally agreed repeatedly. of.

Then the two men left me and the two women, and entered the mansion with a lot of talk.

Mother looked at me with eyes that hated iron and steel, and I was almost despised by her and went to the palace of Hades.

"You said, why did you let go of such a good talent as the sixth prince?" She taught me a lesson, and from what I heard, I felt that she was pitying Zheng Xiaohan, a good son-in-law, not me. daughter.

"What's so good about him." I couldn't help but argue, murmuring indistinctly, "It's he who divorced me, and it's not me who divorced him."

"What's wrong with him? Huh?" My mother raised her voice a little, and I nodded in compromise, "Okay, he's fine, I'm not good, I'm not good enough for him, I should be suspended by him."

Really, is this Chu Xiaoren her own?

"You, if you are half of your sister, I'll be content." She sighed, comparing her proud eldest daughter.I don't know if I feel that I am not as good as my sister, or what.

No, I want to have half of my sister, alas, with half of her beauty, at least I can be considered half as beautiful as her, right?

"Mother, you didn't carry me, did I?" I suddenly raised my head and asked my mother seriously.

Mother froze for a moment, then looked at me with an even more stinky face, "I think you were brought here in my arms."

Woohoo, what is she talking about.I don't care about her anymore, I went into the mansion by myself, went straight to the garden, and looked for that troublesome Mu Xiaohan.

Sweeping the fallen leaves and hitting the dead branches in autumn, a certain Xiaohan turned his back to me, communicating with the dead branches there.

(End of this chapter)