Ye Lihuan slowly looked at Qingcheng and smiled, but his sharp eyes narrowed dangerously. There was inquiry and a dangerous smile in them.

The arrogant and arrogant woman in front of him was the first person who dared to be so arrogant in front of him, and she was also the first person who could make the usually calm Heiye want to go crazy immediately with just one sentence.

Is this woman actually the good-for-nothing third lady of the dancer? Is this really unbelievable?

"It is said that the third young lady of the dancer has always been timid and cowardly. Today you have seen the prince. Do you really believe the rumors?" Ye Lihuan's deep eyes directly met Qingcheng's eyes and she spoke calmly, her tone was cool and cool.

, not a trace of dissatisfaction, nor a trace of condescension

Qingcheng couldn't help but snort coldly, Damn... First hit me with a stick, and then give me a candy! Just rely on it——

"I thought that His Highness the Crown Prince would not be someone who just listens to rumors. I didn't expect that I would gain a lot of experience after meeting you today. As expected, the world is as dark as crows, and even His Highness the Crown Prince is no exception." Qingcheng slowly sneered, one sentence at a time.

He also belittled Ye Lihuan a lot.

I want to take advantage of her Wu Qingcheng, but there are no windows, let alone a door.

Ye Lihuan was not in a hurry. He smiled slightly at what Qingcheng said and opened the fan he used to show off with a snap.

"It is rumored that the third young lady of the dancer has the beauty of a country and the city, but she is also a loser. When I saw it today - she has the beauty of a country and the city. I don't know how much of this loser who has no ancient martial arts -

—" Ye Lihuan asked again, asking Qingcheng thoughtfully, with a look of curiosity about the baby.

"Your Highness, you said that this rumor is unbelievable. Why did you come to ask Qingcheng? How could Qingcheng know how those who are jealous of me spread rumors and cause trouble outside? Besides -" Qingcheng paused for a moment, with a pair of confused expressions.

Her beautiful eyes glanced at Ye Lihuan, "How can His Highness the Crown Prince not understand that rumors stop at the wise?" After taking a deep breath, Qingcheng raised her hand and gently stroked the head of the little snow wolf in her hand, and looked at Ye Lihuan's face.

Unhappy said in a cold voice

Damn it - where did His Majesty the Ghost Prince come from and dare to ask questions knowingly?

Moreover, tmd, she really didn’t know that the prince of a country actually loves gossip like a bitch.
Chapter completed!