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Chapter 63 63. An can tell if I am male or female (23)

The poor little princess Song was called out for no reason, and went back with an inexplicable mission.

"Little prince, are you okay?"

Aunt Yang looked at Song Xiwu, who had tears in her eyes and a confused face, and asked anxiously.

"what?"

Song Xiwu looked at her blankly.

Aunt Yang's eyes were filled with pity for a moment. Look at this child, he was already stupid, but he became even more stupid after being tormented by his lord like this.

Oh, how can this be good?

Aunt Yang decided to add a few more clothes to the silly little prince out of a sense of guilt.

The brain is already dead, and the body can no longer have trouble.

Facing Aunt Yang's guilty and loving eyes, Xiao Bailian smiled timidly.

"Auntie, Lord Ling asked me to write down my likes and dislikes silently, does that mean he doesn't hate me anymore?"

Still want to be friends with her?
So happy!

amount……

Aunt Yang was a little confused, and couldn't think of any causal relationship between the two for a while.

Seeing the soft little prince's bright eyes, Aunt Yang couldn't bear to tell the truth, so she could only vaguely say: "Big, maybe."

Xiao Bailian's eyes became brighter, she pursed her lips and smiled very softly.

Aunt Yang didn't even dare to visit her anymore, her conscience ached.

She can probably guess what the lord wants the little prince to write likes and dislikes silently.

It's just that every time their calculations are in front of this pure and innocent little prince, they are always very ugly.

Aunt Yang wished that Song Xiwu was playing tricks on them, and did not want to face such clean and ignorant eyes.

It's not that they haven't met innocent people before, but the little prince in front of them is indeed the only person who can make them feel compassionate.

Probably...she looks good!
But, if this soft dumpling knows the darkness behind it, can she still be clean?
Forget it, the lord has his own opinion, and as a subordinate, it's hard to say anything.

Xiao Bailian, who felt that she could make another good friend, happily went back to write her preferences silently.

Everyone in the capital said that Ling Ye was a big devil who killed people without batting an eyelid.

The little poor princess now thinks that it is all rumors spread by others. Apart from being a little like to scare people, the master is actually quite a nice person.

The innocent and kind little princess nodded, trusting Ling Ye very much in her heart.

It seemed that she had completely forgotten what she was doing in Ling Gong's mansion after she was thrown into the prison earlier.

The heroine of the ancient abusive literature Jiangzhi was always so easy to satisfy, hatred could not be carved into her bones, she was the mother of the virgin.

In the afternoon of that day, Song Xiwu completed Ling Ye's orders and handed over the silently written things to Aunt Yang.

Seeing this happy look made Aunt Yang sigh again and again.

Since Song Xiwu came here, she has sighed as much as she has in the past few decades.

……

Ling Ye looked at the delicate, soft and unsharp fonts on the paper, and tapped his fingers on the table.

His eyes were far away. After a long time, Ling Ye folded the paper, put it in an envelope, and threw it on the table.

Jin Shu, who was at the bottom, asked tentatively: "My lord, why don't you let the subordinates go down and investigate?"

What to check?
From the font and content on the paper, I went to find out the true identity of this "Song Long" in the mansion.

Although the capital is the territory of the Song royal family, Ling Ye's influence over the years has already infiltrated all parts of the country. As long as he is willing to investigate, Song Xiwu's identity will definitely not be concealed.

However, Ling Ye closed his eyes and said calmly: "A little fool, is it worth the trouble?"

Jin Shu was silent for a moment, "The imperial court doesn't know what they are planning. My lord, you should be more careful."

Ling Ye opened his eyes, his pupils were pitch-black and bottomless, "You can take away half of Song Qi's country, why are you afraid of his tricks? If you can't even deal with a fool, return the territory south of the Yujiang River to me as soon as possible." He's done."

The lord has said so, and Jin Shu can only retreat.

As soon as he left the study, he saw Aunt Yang walking through the arched door.

"Auntie, what happened?"

Aunt Yang smiled and nodded to Jin Shu, "The little prince cooked a table of meals, let the old slave come and ask if the lord would like to have a meal together?"

Jin Shu: "..."

No, let's not say that 'Song Long' is now a prisoner, she is the only prince, what kind of food is she doing?
Also, food is always more sensitive for those in positions of power, so she invited the lord to have a meal with both sides of the enemy?
Isn't it a fool?
Well, well, as she is, she's really not that smart.

However, who is the protagonist?

Did she invite her whenever she wanted?
Jin Shu felt that Aunt Yang was the same, so she actually came to ask.

Just when he wanted to persuade Aunt Yang to go back and not disturb the lord with such things, he heard a "cri-chi" and the door of the study was opened.

Ling Ye, wearing a silver mask, walked out and looked at Aunt Yang, "What is that little fool doing?"

Although there was disgust in the words, Jin Shu was shocked that the lord actually came out to ask in person.

The lord seems to be getting more and more interested in the little prince.

Jin Shu felt a little uneasy.

Aunt Yang seemed to have expected it a long time ago, so she said it again.

Ling Ye's black eyes moved slightly, "Little fool can cook?"

His tone was heavy, "Did she burn Grandpa's kitchen down?"

The corner of Aunt Yang's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help justifying Song Xiwu's name, "My lord, the little prince's cooking skills are not bad."

"Oh?" Ling Ye said with interest: "Then go and see what she's up to."

With that said, the man walked towards the main courtyard.

Jin Shu showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Is this still their unpredictable lord?
The further he walked, the more strange Jin Shu's expression became.

Only then did he realize that it was true that the lord had arrested the little prince, but he locked her in his own bedroom, and he himself has been sleeping in the study for the past few days!
Something is wrong, very wrong!

"Auntie, don't you think there's something strange between the lord and the little prince?"

Jin Shu asked in a low voice.

Aunt Yang glanced at him, her tone remained unchanged, "Don't talk about the master's affairs."

Jin Shu choked.

She sighed softly, "Besides, no matter whether the little prince has any problems or not, it's better to have them under your nose now than to hide them in the dark."

Jin Shu was silent, "But she is a member of the Song royal family after all."

Not to mention that the dog emperor copied the lord's family back then, but now that the lord controls half of the Song royal family, they are absolute enemies.

Aunt Yang smiled faintly, "What about the Song family's royal family? Gold melons and silver melons, twisted into my hands, are my melons."

Jin Shu: "..."

Aunt Yang met his gaze, as if asking: Isn't it?

Jin Shu stood in awe, he really deserved to be the head of Hong Niangzi's cottage back then!
This is all right, isn't it the bandit theory?
That's right, don't look at the current Aunt Yang who is gentle and easy-going. When she was young, she was the leader of a group of bandits. When she became fierce, she would kill people like cutting melons. She would dare to snatch any powerful prince and become her husband.

(End of this chapter)