His Royal Highness the prince is cute

Chapter 90 Who Do You Like More (11)

Inside the Guangming Hall, a purple gold incense burner on the desk exudes a faint fragrance.

An imposing man in a black brocade robe sat in front of the desk, marking something with cinnabar.

He has a beautiful appearance that is difficult to describe with fine brushwork, with bones made of jade, face made of snow, temples cut like knives, and eyebrows like ink paintings.But his body exudes a cold and aloof temperament, as if the snow on the Tianshan Mountains does not melt all the year round, just being there has already made people feel cold and unattainable.

At this moment, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his brows were raised slightly, and the pen in his hand also paused, as if he was stumbled by something.

At this moment, the eunuch cautiously asked for instructions from outside the door,
"Prince, His Highness King Ning is asking to see you."

When the prince heard this, a look of disgust flashed across Junxiu's face, and he said coldly, "No see."

Unexpectedly, there was a strange noise outside the door, as if someone insisted on breaking in, and the eunuch's embarrassing voice came from afar through the door;
"His Royal Highness Prince Ning, the crown prince is unable to meet guests because of something, so don't force your way."

Immediately afterwards, the man's indifferent and shameless voice said, "I have recently suffered from asthma. If you touch me, I may get sick immediately."

"This, this, you, you can't do it..." The little lady was on the verge of crying as she listened to the voice, and the sound of chaotic footsteps was getting closer and closer.

The crown prince Yubai's forehead twitched, and with a soft laughing voice, the closed vermilion door burst open.

A slender and smiling figure walked in, with deliberately feigned grievances in his tone: "When was the emperor so unfeeling? Even the younger brother refused to see him."

The person behind the desk didn't lift his head, but said a word loudly:

"roll!"

The smiling man didn't seem to notice anything, but instead turned his head and said to the pitiful little eunuch:
"Did you hear that, Brother Huang told you to get out."

The little eunuch's legs gave way, and he almost knelt on the ground. Are you sure it's me and not you?
But looking up at the black figure, he wisely rolled away first, forget it, he didn't offend anyone here, let's run for his life first.

So the little eunuch escaped "tactfully", and did not forget to close the door before leaving.

When Ning Wang Mufengxuan saw him, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, and continued to walk towards the desk, still teasingly said:

"Brother Huang is really busy with everything. The day after tomorrow is the wedding day, but he has no self-consciousness as the groom's official. Is it true that the crown prince has an incurable disease like rumors from the outside world?"

The person behind the desk finally raised his head, a cold light flashed in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, every word of the cold words seemed to come out of his teeth,
"Are you looking for death?"

"I'm not a fool, why do I want to seek death?" King Ning smiled lazily, showing a rather profound expression, took out a letter from his arms, and casually threw it on the desk.

"I'm here to exchange terms. I won't investigate the case of the General's Mansion."

The prince snorted coldly when he heard the words, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth,
"That depends on whether your information is useful."

King Ning had always understood his elder brother's temper. Except for that one person, he might not be happy with anyone in the world, so he was not annoyed, took out a letter from his pocket, and casually threw it on the desk.

"After reading it, you will understand that my news is not only useful, but it can also solve your urgent needs."

The prince picked up the envelope from the table with an indifferent face. It was hard to see his true emotions on his calm face, but King Ning was confident that he would be satisfied.

(End of this chapter)