Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: I ignite a fire on the tip of the boss

Chapter 316 Disabled and Gloomy Eighth Prince (52)

There are too many doubts about her.

Before jumping into the lake, he was crazy like a fool, but after being rescued from the lake, he began to change himself.

Is there really such a phenomenon in the world as resurrection of the dead?

Lin Qianyu lowered her head thoughtfully, and did not continue to ask this question.

"Then Madam has been discovered by me now. Madam must have heard the rumors about me. Aren't you afraid of death?" Lin Qianyu curled up the corner of his mouth and looked at her with a half-smile.

At the beginning, he was going to kill her, but she managed to survive. Not only did she not escape, but she slipped into his inner room by herself.

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to have punished the entire Eight Princes' Mansion because of this incident.

Li Jinhuan let out a low laugh, and looked at him with a smiley face, "Then there is no other way, who would let the concubines covet the prince's beauty?"

"Lin Qianyu's favorability is +2, and the current favorability is 45."

Lin Qianyu was taken aback for a moment, and a low-pitched smile burst out from his chest.

Others will try their best to please him in a good way, but this little guy doesn't hide it at all.

Seeing that the two of them had forgotten the time while chatting in the gazebo, Chu Yan stepped forward to remind them: "My lord, my concubine, the time is almost here."

"Ah, I almost forgot what I was here for after chatting with the lord."

Lin Qianyu smiled without saying a word.

Chu Yan quietly looked at the two of them, it seemed that since the princess came, the prince smiled more and more.

I haven't seen Wang Ye smile since his legs were injured and disabled, even if he was cured later, I haven't seen him smile.

Chu Yan followed behind the two, showing a gratified smile.

Suddenly, it seemed that the prince had made the right decision not to kill the concubine.

Li Jinhuan walked slowly while estimating the time, deliberately slowing down.

Lin Qianyu also felt it, and acquiesced to her actions, but he really wanted to see why she deliberately delayed thinking?

Sure enough, when the two arrived, even the emperor had already taken his seat.

The emperor looked at the two people who came at a leisurely pace, and his face instantly darkened.

"I see the emperor." Lin Qianyu nodded expressionlessly, without a hint of respect.

On the other hand, Li Jinhuan was much more enthusiastic: "The concubine sees the emperor, and wishes the emperor to be as blessed as the East China Sea, and die in bed!"

"Cough." Lin Qianyu was amused by her surprising words, and reminded in a moderate voice, "Shoubi Nanshan."

"Your Majesty, but the book I read a few days ago said that dying at the end of one's life also describes a person's longevity." Li Jinhuan blinked his big eyes and looked at him innocently.

Lin Qianyu shook his head helplessly, raised his eyes to look directly at the emperor, looked at his extremely angry face and said: "Your Majesty, you won't argue with an idiot, will you?"

The emperor's face was flushed with anger, and he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach: "I'm not so small yet, it seems that the relationship between the eighth brother and the eighth princess is very good."

Lin Qianyu hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Of course it's very good."

"Humph." The emperor snorted coldly.

Giving you a fool really treats a fool as a treasure.

Li Jinhuan saw that the emperor didn't seem to give him a seat at all, so he took Lin Qianyu's hand and complained: "My lord, my concubine's legs are so sore, it's better to stay in the mansion, where you can sit if you want, and there are delicious things to eat. It's not like here"

As she spoke, she glanced at the food on the table with disgust.

It's obviously a royal palace, and the food supply is worse than that of a prince's mansion.

In the early years, the Eighth Prince was the famous God of War in the Yongjia Kingdom. More people wanted to curry favor with him than with the emperor.

So much so that at that time, all good things were contributed to the Eighth Prince first, and the rest were paid tribute to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)