The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 118 Rue (4)

Unexpectedly, one foot tall and another ten feet taller, Rue Xiang asked eagerly, "Sister, is she happy?"

"Uh." Liu Yiting's expression froze for an instant, and she was crying silently from the bottom of her heart.How should she answer this situation?After pondering in my mind for a long time, I didn't know what to refute.

Xing'er smiled proudly, standing behind Yun Xiang, her arrogance was high, and she yelled strangely: "Yo, I heard that the prince has not favored the concubine, this child is..."

Absolutely adding fuel to the flames, Liu Yiting couldn't help it anymore, she gritted her teeth, her eyes seemed to burst into flames, she wanted to try her best to maintain a smile, but it was really difficult.

The master and the servant sang together, one was soft and the other was hard, the legendary act of both soft and hard.If she refutes Xing'er, she will lose to Rue Xiang.But when he refuted Rue Xiang's words, he lifted a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

Liu Yiting glanced over A'Zhu and A'Zi.Don't expect these two girls to help her, one is timid and trembling at the moment, it's already good enough not to embarrass her.The other looked at Rue Xiang and Xing'er indifferently, and had no intention of helping her at all.

One for two is really a disadvantage.Plus a prince who can't see through his mind, she, she...

"What's wrong with me having a child, you dead girl, is it your turn to interrupt the master?" Liu Yiting put her hands on her waist, raised her chest and raised her head.No matter how many of them there are, let's kill one first.

Yunxiang said softly: "Xing'er, don't be rude." Immediately, she said in surprise: "Sister, you can't talk nonsense, if it's true... Anyway, sister, please explain to the prince quickly, there must be some misunderstanding. It's really..." Rue Xiang looked at Xia Chenxi pretending to be panicked.

Liu Yiting glared at Xia Chenxi angrily, and said, "Hmph, even though he can have three wives and four concubines, I can't have five husbands and six men?"

Stir it, stir it, it's better to make it more and more muddy, and it's best to divorce her.The drama of women fighting women is the worst, so she shouldn't try her best to compete with a group of women for a man, knock down the big tree in front of her, and greet the forest behind her.

(End of this chapter)