MTL - The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts-Chapter 401 : Could it be a bet between you and the princess
An Le looked at him calmly, with a calm tone, showing no trace of sadness.
"Didn't Your Highness say yesterday that if I continue like this, I will never see Your Highness again?"
The gatekeepers of Prince Qing's Mansion were all guarding her. As soon as they heard the princess said this, and they didn't feel sad at all, and there was a hint of sarcasm, they immediately stiffened up, straightened their backs, and looked mocking. He looked directly at the Eighth Prince.
Zhao An's face changed slightly, he stood there, his complexion was not very good, his eyes were dark and black, and he could tell at a glance that he didn't sleep well last night, "What I said yesterday was just angry words, it's really Believe it."
"You took me so well in the past, why did it suddenly become like this?"
An Le looked at him incredulously, and felt a little funny, "Why did I become like this, Your Highness, don't you know?"
An Le withdrew it slightly, as if she didn't want to continue talking with him, and said, "Rang Rang, I'm going out."
After all, she didn't care if the Eighth Prince gave way or not, she just raised her foot and wanted to walk away from him.
The eighth prince stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab her.
But An Le reacted quickly, and he didn't even let him pull a piece of clothes.
Her steps paused slightly, she turned her head to the side, frowned slightly and said, "His Royal Highness, respect yourself."
Zhao An turned his head in disbelief, his body swayed uncontrollably.
?He stood in front of Prince Qing's Mansion, all eyes around him were on him, and his face was extremely ugly.
It's completely unconcealable ugly.
Never thought that An Le would say such things to herself one day.
Zhao An still wanted to reach out to pull, but he just felt that he couldn't just let An Le go, otherwise his plan would be completely disrupted.
He immediately turned around and chased An Le down the steps of Prince Qing's Mansion, but he still couldn't touch the corner of her clothes.
The gatekeepers of Prince Qing's Mansion were startled. They began to feel a little dazed. Did they not wake up, or did the sun come out from the west? If you don't look at it, it's really a spectacle.
An Le, who was walking in front, finally stopped, and her voice was slightly higher than before. She turned her head and said to Zhao An, "Your Highness, everything in the past was all my fault. I thought His Highness would give me medicine. These little things are affection for me, I thought His Highness had that kind of temperament, but he just couldn't express it, but I didn't expect that His Highness already had feelings for him."
"I didn't know it before, that's why I was so ignorant. Now that I know it, I can't be the same as before."
"It's not good for me or Your Highness."
"Please come back, Your Highness, and don't come here again."
The onlookers on the side of the road couldn't help but hoot, what, what, medicine and gadgets?
Or in the case where he has his own heart, isn't it clear that he is playing with others?
It seems that the rumors are true.
This Eighth Prince is really nothing.
Sensing everyone's gaze, Zhao An's face changed suddenly.
Why are some small things so loud, she did it on purpose, this woman did it on purpose!
He lowered his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, "Anle, you really think about it."
No worse than his low voice, An Le's voice is clear, and she seems to be a little bit generous, and she is not afraid that if this matter spreads out, it will ruin her reputation. Anyway, she has no reputation at all. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao An, smiling. Fei laughed and said, "Didn't I tell His Highness yesterday? I've thought about it. His Highness, who will not be here from now on, ran away. Why did His Highness come to me again and again?"
"Could it be because of your bet with the princess?"
