The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian wants to go with the flow.

But it seems that the person does not think so.

I have never seen that person again these days, but gold and silver jewelry are delivered box by box every day.

MuMian almost doubted whether he was going to vacate his palace.

Until the ringing bell came.

Master Yao of the Yao family was sealed up by the Yamen. When he tried to excuse himself, the Nine Princes ordered a personal review. This matter spread among the people.

The nine princes had always kept their ears aside from outside the window, but this time he had to personally order, just to censor a small wealthy businessman, but said that he had already finalized those things Yao Xiao did.

His reputation is completely stinking.

When MuMian heard the mention of Rattle, I was still taken aback.

The little brother of this plane seems to be incapable of eating fireworks, the reason for this.

Is it because of her?

At this moment, a maid came in from outside, and she bent down and said, "Girl, the nine princes are here."

MuMian was startled for a moment, then immediately calmed down.

"Well, I got it."

After the maid went out, she rang over with tea. She lowered her eyelashes, only seeing the woman's cyan shirt, and she suddenly said, "Is the girl pleased with the nine princes?"

Happy?

MuMian squeezed the white fingers of the porcelain cup, and she continued to drink tea without changing her face, and then let out a lazy low mumble.

of course.

If you don't like the little brother, who else can you like?

Rattle's face was dazed.

Obviously she didn't expect that she would admit it so quickly, she bit her lip and suddenly felt her heart tighten.

"Girl, you and the prince are very different in status, why do you like him?"

MuMian put down the cup indifferently, raised the curled eyelashes, and glanced at her with dark eyes.

"Xin Yue is Xin Yue, what's the problem?"

Rattle lowered his head, afraid to look at the girl's white cheeks.

He spoke almost without hesitation.

"But the nine princes are members of the royal family, and the royal family has always been aloof and arrogant, and I am afraid that they will not marry a brothel woman like us...with sensitive identity."

After she finished speaking, the room suddenly fell silent.

Rattle the fingers tightly to grasp the shirt.

Fang Cai's words seemed a bit too impulsive, but...inexplicable.

I don't want girls to like others.

MuMian doesn't show up, but feels strange in his heart.

She remembered the meticulous care of Rattle these days. No matter what she did, Rattle would be by her side for the first time.

The girl blinked and her lips tightened.

This rattle... won't you like the original owner?

But she is not the original owner, and of course she cannot respond to her liking.

MuMian was a little flustered, silently squeezing the tea cup, thinking about how to speak so as not to hurt the other person's heart.

She paused before speaking.

"I know the difference between my identity and the Nine Kings, but in this life... I will only please him."

The woman's voice was sweet and sweet, but her figure froze, and she was quiet for a while.

"Girl really thinks so?"

MuMian looked at her.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Rattle lowered his head and whispered: "Rattle understands."

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The euphemistic sound of the piano slowly lingered in his ears, and the elegant and beautiful prince quietly put down the teacup at his fingertips, and the long and sweet music entered his ears, like a cat's claws gently grasping the heart.

Until the end of the piano, the girl's gentle steps struck her heart.

MuMian lowered his eyes, Wang Ye’s snow-white fingertips clinging to a braille book, his slender fingers covered the uneven pages of the book.

MuMian bows slightly and salutes: "Lord."