Singled out the enchanting highness: the enchanting queen

Chapter 70 His Royal Highness Blood King (1)

"Haha, I missed it."

Ou Ruo couldn't help but smiled.

Fong Mo said without saying a word: "It's the ninth one."

It has already been a month in the cold palace. At the beginning, there were always people who came to provoke him, but they were all scared back by Ou Ruo.

In the end, no one dared to come again, and their lives calmed down.

Although the three of them are not good at expressing their feelings, but after getting along slowly, the distance between each other has become much closer.

Ou Ruo saw some shadows of himself from them.

And they found that Ou Ruo was actually very easy to get along with, and would not embarrass others, nor would he use his status to tell them what to do.

Instead, there are some things she'd rather do herself.

For the words and deeds of the previous period, as well as the rumors about the seventh lady of the Nangong family, compare them with her today.

They thought she was just pretending.

And the camouflage skills are extremely clever, even they didn't see any clues.

But she didn't pretend to be in front of them now, does it mean she trusts them?

In fact, Ou Ruo can't say that she trusts them or not, she just doesn't want to keep pretending.

And even if others find out, she doesn't care.

Others can think whatever they like, and do whatever they like, and it has nothing to do with her.

Wu Wen took out the medicine box from inside, and quickly and carefully bandaged it up for her.

And Nong Mo said calmly: "Mother, if you continue like this, I don't think it will be long before we have no teacups to drink."

Neither Wu Wen nor Nong Mo are talkative people, but relatively speaking, Wu Wen is more gentle and careful, while Nong Mo is more straightforward.

Even if they are the ones protecting Ou Ruo, she will still say some things directly.

But Ou Ruo likes her straightforward speaking.

So he couldn't help but smiled and said: "Sister Mo, I understand, I won't dare in the future."

"Get ink—"

Wu Wen looked at Nong Mo with a bit of reproach.

"It's okay." Ou Ruo said indifferently.

She has always been the most disdainful of this kind of identity and the practice of dividing people into several categories.

She also suffered a lot of discrimination because of this.

(End of this chapter)