Zhuyu walked aimlessly to a deserted corner and secretly wiped her tears.
But the tears kept coming more and more.
She is really worried about the prince...
She, she actually likes the prince very much. From the time she served the young lady, her eyes were attracted by the prince. She likes the prince very much, but she knows her identity better and she must not like the prince.
Moreover, the prince didn't like her either.
Thinking about it, she squatted down sadly, her tears gathering more and more, and finally she got out of hand.
On the first day of the new year, he was squatting on the roof. He was just a little bored and thought the scenery here was very good. He was planning to enjoy the scenery. He never expected to see the little girl next to the queen hiding underneath and crying secretly.
This girl is very capable, and she can even confront Zhao Qian, the old and cunning dead eunuch.
But why are you crying now
Isn't it because you argued with Zhao Qian and got angry when you couldn't argue
He said that that damn fat guy Zhao Qian was not a good guy, he even bullied little girls.
Zhao Qian, who was far away in the imperial study room, waiting on pen and ink, sneezed for some unknown reason!
Which turtle grandson is cursing him
Zhuyu cried uncontrollably. At this moment, a head hung in front of her eyes.
The head also made a face at her.
Zhuyu choked, her eyes widened, and she was suddenly out of breath, "You, you..."
Chuyi just wanted to scare the little girl, but he never expected that the girl was so frightened by him that she looked like she was going to be out of breath.
Seeing her like this, the first grade of junior high school was frightened, and she quickly jumped down from the hanging eaves.
"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" He said, reaching out to pat her back.
But before his hand touched her, a palm wind suddenly hit her, "Junior Year, what do you want to do?"
Chu Yi ducked back to avoid the opponent's attack.
"Chujiu, what are you doing?" After regaining his balance, he glared at the visitor angrily.
Chujiu helped Zhuyu up, frowned at him, and said in a questioning tone: "That's why I want to ask you what you want to do?"
On the first day of junior high school, I was confused, "What else can I do?"
Chujiu glanced at Zhuyu who was hiccupping and her face was full of tears, and looked at Chuyi angrily, "What did you just do to Zhuyu?"
When he saw Zhuyu's appearance on Chuyi, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. This girl seemed to be too frightened by him and she hadn't recovered yet.
"What can I do to a little girl?" He shook his head in denial.
Chujiu reminded coldly: "When I came here just now, I clearly saw you slapping Zhuyu with your palm."
First grade of junior high school: “…”
Seeing that he was speechless, Chujiu couldn't help but said with disdain: "You are so capable, you actually bullied this little girl."
Chu Yi didn't like hearing this, "Mother, when did I bully someone else's little girl? You can't slander me."
Chujiu's fists clenched loudly, "You damn sissy, don't dare admit it if you dare!"
Chu Yi was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't think that with Zhao Qian's support, you dare to be so presumptuous. I really have to teach you a lesson today!"
"Just right, I've tolerated you for a long time!" Chujiu pushed Zhuyu away and drew out the sword from his waist.
Not to be outdone, Chu Yi waved the big knife in his hand, "Come on, who is afraid of whom?"
Zhuyu had already recovered. Looking at the two people fighting together, she sobbed, ignored them, and turned around to leave.
(End of chapter)