Chapter 127 Jun Chuxiao, hit by mistake [3]

When the guards saw him, they saluted immediately: "See His Highness the Eighth Prince."

Jun Chuxiao waved his hand, and the guard stood up and opened the door.

Jun Chuxiao rushed towards the gate with a solemn expression, and at this moment, she turned around lightly with a helpless sigh, and took a casual step forward.

result……

"ah--"

Jun Chuxiao's fragility meets Jun Chuxiao's strength, how could he be an opponent, and he immediately backed up a few steps and fell to the ground.

Jun Chuxiao didn't expect to bump into a woman head-on, and it was too late to reach out to hold her, so she could only watch her put her palms on the ground and let out a cry of surprise.

The lightness is a solid fall. The steps of the Prince's Mansion are paved with white marble, and there are fine lines carved on it. It doesn't matter if you fall. She is beautiful and slightly frowned. The other one was astonishingly blood red.

I probably didn't read the almanac when I went out today. First, I was beaten by Su Yinhe, and then I was hit by this strange man.

Every time I was injured, every time I saw blood—continue to sigh, forget it, this is her fault and has nothing to do with others.

Jun Chuxiao saw her sticking out one palm and the other. Although she lowered her head and couldn't see her face, for a woman, the injury was not too serious.

Just as she was wondering why there was such a little girl at the gate of the Imperial Brother's Mansion, Su Qingying stood up slowly, patted the dust on the gauze skirt with the back of her hand, took out a piece of white silk from her belt, wiped it on her left hand, and wiped it on her right hand. Rubbing on it, she took out a small white jade bottle from her sleeve, poured some medicinal powder into her palm, and finally, she rubbed left and right, so that the medicinal powder covered her hands.

From beginning to end, she moves slowly, methodically, and calmly.

There was no pain, no tears, and he didn't even look up at him, the "culprit".

Jun Chuxiao, who originally planned to enter the mansion immediately, suddenly became interested.

After she filled her hands with the medicine, she thought that this delicate and delicate girl should settle with him this time - God knows that his Eighth Highness is most afraid of women, and he is the least able to deal with women, especially women who can cry and make trouble!

result.

After dealing with her hand injury lightly, she raised her little foot and took half a step back. After keeping a "safe distance" from Jun Chuxiao, she lowered her head, looked at her nose with her eyes, and her nose with her mouth, completely ignoring His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince .

"Hey!" Jun Chuxiao, whose self-esteem was hit, was a little upset. After all, he was the prince, and this little girl was just a maid, so wouldn't she dare to bow to him?

What's more, he also hurt her.

Lightly raised her head, raised her eyebrows slightly at Jun Chuyang, what, is he calling her?

"you……"

She didn't expect that her drooping face was as beautiful as a fairy.

Jun Chuxiao was startled, she couldn't say what was in her throat.

As a prince, he has seen beauties as vast as the stars, and he is very proud that he is not fascinated by beauty. No matter how beautiful he is, his prince will not look at him.

Once, he really thought so.

However, at that time, he did not meet Su Qingying——

After staring at her for a long time, he gradually came back to his senses, looked at the clothes she was wearing, and asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

In fact, he is curious about Qingying's identity, and Qingying also has doubts about his identity.

She was absent-minded just now, and she didn't hear what the guards called him. Now that she has a closer look at him, she can be sure that he is either rich or noble.

(End of this chapter)

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