princess poisonous

Before Ye Qingge came back to her senses, Na Hanjue had already driven her into a palace-like manor.

In the car, he only said one sentence: "My name is Na Hanjue, from now on, you are my fiancee!"

Ye Qingge was stunned, and slowly clenched her hands by her side.

Na... Han... Jue!

She actually met Na Hanjue!

In such a unique way!

So, from now on, has everything started to hit the predetermined trajectory?

After getting out of the car, Na Hanjue signaled Ye Qingge to hold his arm. On both sides of the manor, countless servants bowed respectfully to them. He was as proud as a king, and walked into the palace proudly.

The moment Ye Qingge walked into the living room, Ye Qingge was startled—there was an oversized long crystal table in the hall of the palace. There were dozens of men and women sitting on both sides of the long table. Seeing her and Na Hanjue coming in, the teenagers all stood up and bowed to them.

"Master!"

Na Hanjue took her hand and sat down on the main seat, her sharp eyes swept over their faces with pressure, "This is my fiancée, now... are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied!" Dozens of people stared at Ye Qingge and smiled happily at the same time, as if Ye Qingge was a rare treasure in the world, and was found by their young master.

"Satisfied... you can go now, don't disturb me making out with my fiancée!" He hooked Ye Qingge's waist, and kissed Ye Qingge's neck lightly and ambiguously.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Dozens of people laughed even more happily, and immediately stood up. Before leaving, everyone put down a precious brocade box on the table in front of Ye Qingge, "Young Madam, this is our Greeting ceremony, small gestures, not respect!"

Looking at the brocade boxes that could be piled up into a hill, Ye Qingge couldn't calm down anymore, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly - if you take out any of these things, you can go to the auction to ask for a price, is this considered a "little" wish?

This, this, this... What kind of people are these people?

"They are all relatives of the Na Han family," Na Hanjue saw her doubts, slightly raised one side of her thin lips, and smiled as coquettishly and beautifully as a poppy, "They were ordered by my parents to supervise me during my adult life. One day, I found my fiancée, and now their task is completed, so they are all very happy!"

"Oh!" Ye Qingge blinked her eyes innocently, "Then my mission is also completed? Can I go home too?"

The play is over, she, the unlucky actor who was temporarily caught as a top bag, should also leave the stage, right?

"Go home?" He still smiled with one corner of his lips hooked, but that smile was lonely, which made Ye Qingge's heart ache for no reason.

"Honey," he turned slightly, pinched her chin, stared at her with watery black eyes, and said in an extremely charming voice, "Since the moment you stepped into the main house of the Nahan family, you were born as a member of the Nahan family. Death is the ghost of the Nahan family, there is no turning back!"

"Huh?" Ye Qingge's eyes widened suddenly, and she pointed at his nose, "You, you...how could you do this? Have you consulted me?"

"Heh!" He let go of her jaw, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a lazy expression, "Being able to be my fiancée to Na Hanjue is a blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes!"

"Fuck your luck!" Ye Qingge stood up angrily, and kicked over the expensive seat, "Leave your luck to others, I don't need it!"