Chapter 1305: Talking Romance with the Prince?

fallen down right now.Mo Jun Yi managed to stand, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Woman, how is your speed so fast""There's even faster, don't believe me Try it."Mo Junyi heard her say this and imme...Seeing Eleven's expression, Yunliu instantly became alert, "What else"

A wicked smile slowly spread across Eleven's face. "There's more... when I return to the capital, I'll definitely find an opportunity to have a good talk with Miss Ning about how you were 'eye-to-eye' with that Cheng Ru'er here."

"!!!"

"Yunliu was instantly shocked, "You...you're talking nonsense! When did I ever flirt with Cheng Ru'er Don't try to slander me! Also...where would I have any pity for a rival of the Princess"

When Cheng Ru'er came before, he didn't even give her a good look.

And he even wanted to run over that annoying woman with his horse, to crush her under the hooves. Where did he show any mercy towards that woman

If Eleven were to speak so wildly in front of the Princess and Ning'er after returning to the capital, would he still be able to keep his life

Not only would his life be at stake, but what if the Princess became extremely angry And if their King thought he was the reason for the Princess' displeasure, wouldn't he, in a fit of anger, even target his corpse What then

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Yunliu couldn't help shivering. He quickly said to Eleven, "Eleven, I was wrong. I shouldn't have watched you get into trouble. When you instinctively hid behind me, I didn't stop you from leaving either. So, let's just forget about it, okay"

Eleven raised an eyebrow. "Just wait and see, what if the prince remembers later and wants to punish me As your brother, shouldn't you protect me"

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Yunliu had a black line on her forehead, so your purpose was here all along, little brother.y strength, could we withstand a full-scale attack from his army Have you considered these questions"Sun Guoting frowned, he was silent for a moment, then looked up:“Your Majesty, the Northern Border...