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Chapter 312 Moody

In short, this matter is weird!

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Prince Qing Pavilion in the East Palace.

"Boom..."

The wooden box in the maid's hand fell to the ground unintentionally, and the sudden sound made her almost lose her footing.

She looked at the delicate sandalwood box that had fallen on the ground, panicked, and immediately bent down to pick it up. Then, she kowtowed and knelt on the ground in a panic, not daring to look at Yucheng who was sitting in front of the desk and practicing calligraphy.

"Prince, spare your life, Prince, spare your life, slaves must pay attention in the future..."

At this moment, her face was full of panic, and she regretted that she was so careless just now, dropping the wooden box and disturbing the prince's calligraphy practice.

The prince has been in a rather restless mood recently, and if he makes a slight mistake, he will be treated cruelly.

These little maids are all doing things cautiously, for fear that the prince will be punished if he suddenly becomes angry.

The little maid who broke the wooden box couldn't help but kowtow, hoping that His Royal Highness would be in a better mood today.

In fact, His Royal Highness was not like this when he just returned to China. At that time, although he was also cold and indifferent, he would not get angry from time to time like now.

In the past three months, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to have changed into a different person, moody, more brutal and bloodthirsty, with a ruthless appearance, almost like the king of hell, making people frightened enough to want to escape.

Hearing the little maid's chirping begging for mercy, the howling pen in Yucheng's hand stopped two inches from the white paper, the movement in his hand stopped for an instant, and without raising his eyebrows, he uttered a word coldly: "Get out! "

roll!
The little maid did indeed get out in the end!
She was secretly happy that His Highness the Prince had let her go, but she didn't expect that after the word "roll" was pronounced, a wolf howling brush flew out, shooting towards her head like an arrow from the string.

How can she match the power of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?
So, the end was over, being swept away by that "blow", and then continued to roll down the stairs outside the room, almost breaking the skeleton of the whole body.

"what……"

The maid's cry was shrill and miserable.

Outside the attic, "Qing Ye", who was walking slowly with lotus steps, stopped, and looked at the little maid who rolled down in front of her legs in a little surprise, and then suddenly understood.

Him, angry again?

Her beautiful eyebrows were drawn into a line, and the three black lines on her forehead were tightened in unison. After thinking for a moment, she continued to move forward.

The handkerchief in the sleeve was almost shredded by her.

Why, why is he always like this these days?

Why did he become like this?

Why would he resist himself?

Why is it that with Mo Qingye's face and Mo Qingye's identity, she still feels that he is thousands of miles away from her?
She hates it so much!
Because, she is Gao Ci'er who was used by Su Qianmo, the sage of the core clan, to use the illusion technique.

More than three months ago, Yushan fell off the cliff, which made her think that she and Mo Qingye died together, and neither of them won.

Unexpectedly, she would be rescued by Yucheng.

When she woke up, she was so surprised that she almost jumped up and thanked God for giving her another chance to answer him.

Although it has been delayed for more than three months, her plan has not failed, and she can continue, can't she?

As long as she still bears Mo Qingye's face, she won't lose.

This is what she thought, she was afraid that others would find out, so she lied and said that she had amnesia, all she remembered was that her name seemed to be Mo Qingye, and in her life, there was a very important person named Yucheng...

No, it seems to be called Yejue...

(End of this chapter)