Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

"..."

The villain in Bo Ruchu's heart calmly rolled his eyes at the blue sky, as expected he couldn't have a good chat.

Just when Bo Ruchu was about to say something to restore his dignity, he was interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.

Glancing at each other, Fu Ling straightened her wrinkled sleeves, got up and walked towards the door.

"Sir, sorry to bother you, is this the residence of the Marquis of Baldwin?"

Fu Ling looked at the bald middle-aged man in the uniform of the soldier in front of him without any trace, and showed a distant and polite smile: "Exactly, I wonder what you can learn from Mr. Marquis?"

After the middle-aged man signaled to the entourage behind him to hand over the invitation letter, he slowly explained: "Princess Princess specially held this ball to celebrate the return of His Majesty the King and the Prince, and I hope that the Marquis of Baldwin will be there then."

"Yes, I will definitely tell the Marquis the truth." Fu Ling nodded slightly, and reached out to take the invitation letter: "Please tell Her Majesty the Princess, if the Marquis Bodwin is free, he will definitely come to the appointment on time."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, until the figure in his eyes was blurred, he turned and walked towards the house.

"As before, nah, the invitation letter sent by the princess." Fu Ling handed over the paper tied with a ribbon in her hand, and said in a whisper: "How about it, now you know how good the identity I set for you is. Is it~"

Is it still too late for him to pretend he doesn't know this guy?

Glancing at the content on the paper, Bo Ruchu calmly poured cold water on it: "Unfortunately, I didn't see what was wrong."

"Let's not mention the name you gave me, even if I'm just an ordinary businessman, I'm sure the invitation to the dance will come to me."

"Also, do you think people who have no connection with the prince before suddenly pay attention to him who has only met once, won't it arouse suspicion?"

!!!

Is it really okay to tear down other people's desks like this?

Although I don't want to admit it, it does make sense.

Suddenly I feel that the whole wolf life is not good, I can choose the dog leash, ah, is it the wolf leash?

Fu Ling's smile reveals the appearance of buying hemp batches: Although it may, probably, and maybe become a reality, why does he have a slight sense of sadness?

"Oh, dear Ruchu, you believe me, the prince is usually so busy, those ladies think about how to make a big splash at the banquet every day, what you are worried about is nothing at all."

"That's it, then what's the matter with your pity-watching expression?"

Bo Ruchu automatically shielded Fu Ling's rich heart, folded her arms in front of her chest, as if I was waiting for your explanation.

"Cough, cough—" Fu Ling raised her hand and patted her stiff cheeks, pretending to be serious, "It must be your illusion, how could I want to watch Ru Chu's play?"

"It's reasonable, do you still watch my plays less?" Bo Ruchu narrowed his eyes, counted with his fingers while remembering: "I remember, the first time was..."

Hearing this, many tiny beads of sweat appeared on Fu Ling's forehead, and she began to shrink her sense of existence.

"I heard nothing, I heard nothing, I heard nothing..."

Resisting the desire to make black lines, Bo Ruchu got up and tapped a certain wolf's forehead: "Okay, don't look stupid, pack up, and go to the dance with me later, maybe you can watch the show Good show."

"Yes, yes~" Although Fu Ling's tone was very casual, her expression was very serious.

But if he knew that Fu Ling was thinking about how to impress everyone, Bo Ruchu would definitely spit out a mouthful of old blood.