The level is average
"Prince Xueyue, Miss you have seen it, it is Rong Shizi, he is the head of the three princes, and there is another one, Miss, you should also know the Dao, it is His Royal Highness the Prince, known as the Prince of Xuanlong, and the third is the Sixth Prince, the Prince of Huayun."
Speaking of these gossips, Feng'er is quite powerful, without pausing at all, and said it as soon as she slipped away.
Ming Yulong snorted, "Nalan Jun, can he also rank second?" "Looking at it this way, the level of the third prince of the imperial capital is just average.
This time Feng'er didn't have any objections, her expression was similar to Ming Yulong's, with a hint of contempt in her eyes,
"It's not, just the character of the prince, you have been cold to Miss for so many years, it's not that you don't think Miss will please you like those people, if you want me to say, if it weren't for the title of the prince, the sixth prince would definitely be the second!"
Ming Yulong raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng'er's angry little face, with a touch of appreciation on the corner of her mouth, "Yes, Feng'er, what you said is right, this point of vision is the same as your young lady and me!" ”
Feng'er saw her smile, and the whole person became happy, "That is, if they had bullied you all these years, the prince Danfan came out to help you say a word, Miss, you would not have been bullied so badly by Concubine Ding."
No matter what, the first emperor and the old prince also made an oral marriage contract, and you can be regarded as his fiancée, the prince is too disrespectful! ”
Feng'er said, her little fists clenched tightly, her small mouth even tighter, and her eyes lit up with anger.
Ming Yulong recalled the memory of the deity, and indeed found that when Ming Yulong was dragged to meet other people in the past, Ming Ruxue always added fuel and vinegar to the side, and said that she was an autistic person, as if she was deaf, dumb, and stupid.
Nalan Jun obviously spoke to the deity, but he never helped her say a word.
As long as he says a word, he is not dumb or deaf, from now on, who will dare to insult Ming Yulong? After all, it is the future crown princess.
Ming Yulong smiled casually, his eyes were cool, reflecting a touch of disdain.
How can these people understand the dignity of others, the self-esteem of others, in their world, everything is only themselves.
Glancing at the ancient furniture and objects placed around her again, her soft eyes were filled with a layer of mist, and this was where she was going to live until she found a way to go home.
She looked down at her still sludge-laden hands, pursed her petal-like lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Look at her, since she came in, she almost forgot to wash her hands when she patronized and inquired about the news of her belly, she didn't like the feeling of being dirty.
Ming Yulong stretched out his two hands and shook them in front of Feng'er, "Feng'er, get me a basin of water to wash it." ”
Feng'er began to pay attention to her injuries, and only then did she notice that her hands were dirty, her clothes were dirty, and her eyes showed a trace of guilt, she patronized and talked about Rong Shizi's affairs, and she didn't take care of Miss.
"Miss, wait a minute, Feng'er will go and fetch water for you immediately."
After Feng'er finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the outside of the house.
Ming Yulong leaned on the chair, comfortably stretched his legs forward desperately, and the bones in his whole body were torn straight all at once, and his whole body was like an electric current passing through, indescribably smooth.
Anyway, it's not bad here, it's a lot easier to eat and drink and rest than to worry about being found undercover all the time and lose your head.
Ming Yulong stretched again, but she heard the sound of talking outside, and there was a voice she frowned at when she heard it!