Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 961 Young Prime Minister: Princess, First Favorite (35)

   "I want to marry the eldest princess, cold white." The prince of the neighboring country said this without any hesitation.

  In his opinion, dyeing white is already the most suitable palace, why not ask for marriage?

  After hearing these words, the audience fell silent.

  Even if a needle falls, you can hear clearly.

  The princess of the neighboring country can't wait to get the prince back directly, and she has scolded the prince thousands of times in her heart.

  What's so special that you will die! Make you die!

  Dare to ask for marriage without knowing who the eldest princess is?

  What's special is looking for death.

  At this moment, the princesses of neighboring countries can only think with a glimmer of hope, hoping that the eldest princess can save some face for her country.

  Unfortunately, this idea is simply whimsical.

  When did dye white give others face? joke.

  What is her concern for other people's face?

  Leng Ting was extremely proud of his heart, and he even pretended to be embarrassed, “I also need to ask the person’s opinion, Sister Sister, what do you think?”

   Dye Bai leaned back lazily, her eyes lifted slightly, just to meet Mu Ye's pretty dark pupils, the girl pursed her lips and said a few words silently: "What do you want? I only like you."

  The movement of dyeing white is not half-concealed, and it is open and honest.

  The people present all understood some lip language, and looking in the direction of Ran Bai, they just saw the Prime Minister sitting there quietly.

  I saw the boy who had always been cold as jade slightly raised his lips, and said silently: "I only like you, too."

  People who are forced to eat a large bite of dog food: hiccup, full.

   Seeing the flirting attitude of dyeing white, the prince of the neighboring country's face instantly became gloomy, and he asked on the spot: "Princess, what do you mean?"

  When he asked her to marry her in front of everyone, it was to save her face, but she beat him in the face instead!

  Ran Bai gave a chuckle, smiling like a spring breeze, as precious as a jade: "What can this palace mean? You have a sick eye. Didn't you see that this palace is having a love relationship with the husband of this palace?"

  The girl’s voice was clear and beautiful, and her words were very clear throughout the banquet.

  In an instant, the scene was quieter than before.

  It was faint that almost everyone's breathing could only be heard.

  Mu Ye heard Dian Bai's light smile, a slightly disgusting tone, and felt a little warm at the base of her ears.

  A trace of warmth passed by the black eyes that had always been inattentive. He lowered his eyes and took a sip of wine, concealing his momentary panic and bewilderment.

  Heartbeat speeds up, almost jumping out of his chest.

  Talk about love...

  That was what he said that day in the Prime Minister’s Mansion and was already too impatient with Shen Momo to interrupt his time with Bai Bai.

   "Emperor sister, what are you talking about!" Leng Ting straightened his face, slapped the table with his big hand, and said in a righteous manner: "Emperor sister, how can you talk to the prince like this?"

   Dyeing White let out a slow "Oh", raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly: "How do you speak this way? Forgive me because I don't have a good understanding, and I don't understand. How about the emperor's explanation?"

  Hearing the girl's still downplaying tone, Leng Ting's heart and lungs were about to explode, and he said, "Emperor Sister!"

   Dyeing white in all sorts of rogue hmm, not forgetting to take a bite of the dessert from the banquet.

  The people are not very good, but the desserts are good not to be missed.

  Leng Ting:! ! !

  It’s this time, still thinking about dessert?

  How big is your heart?

  Everyone can see why Leng Ting is so angry.

   And the culprit, dyed white, smiled slightly, finished the dessert, and once again silently spoke to Mu Ye: "My heart is not big, but it is enough to pretend to be you."

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