The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

"You...I, I don't. I really love my husband."

Wu Qing was furious after listening to what Wang Cuihua said, but his brain short-circuited and he didn't know how to respond to Wang Cuihua.

Liu Shengyong: Come on, I just met you yesterday, how come you really love me? Who would believe this?

But Liu Shengyong also forgot that even though he and Wu Qing had just met last night, they had already done intimate things.

"In that case, you don't need to say anything more. Just tell me whether you are willing or not?"

Wu Qing took one last look at Wang Cuihua, then rolled her eyes at Liu Shengyong, as if to say - he's a minister, but he looks like a coward, then she lifted her skirt and walked into Lu Xiaoyu's room.

Liu Shengyong subconsciously wanted to follow in and take a sneak peek, but as soon as he raised his foot, he was frightened by Wang Cuihua's look and took a few steps back.

"Wait here. When there's movement inside, knock on the door and pretend you know nothing. Ask the servants to come in and help him wash and prepare himself, and pretend to have caught the candidate doing something shameful."

"The candidate has not yet entered the government, so if you bluff him, he will probably believe it and obey our Minister's Office from now on."

After saying this, Wang Cuihua rubbed her temples impatiently. She had to deal with such trouble so early in the morning. Not only could she not just throw the woman out of the house, but she also had to clean up this mess.

But she still understood the principle of husband and wife being one. Although she was disappointed with Liu Shengyong, she had to save the Minister's Mansion first.

Liu Shengyong lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Wang Cuihua's expression. Only after Wang Cuihua walked away from him did he breathe a sigh of relief.

About half an hour later, rustling sounds were heard from Lu Xiaoyu's room, but the shouting that Liu Shengyong expected was still not heard.

Liu Shengyong pushed the door open with some doubt, squinted his eyes and looked inside, and saw that Lu Xiaoyu was not panicked at all. Instead, he was hugging someone and looked very satisfied.

Especially Wu Qing, who had just entered, was also held in his arms and was about to be kissed.

For Lu Xiaoyu, formerly known as Ali Zhuomu, a few women meant nothing to him. When he was in his prime, there was never a shortage of women in his tent.

Seeing that Lu Xiaoyu was about to kiss her, Liu Shengyong didn't know where he got the courage from, but he pushed the door open, making a loud noise. In an instant, the three people inside looked at him in unison.

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At this moment, there was still some anger on Liu Shengyong's face. Perhaps Liu Shengyong felt that Wu Qing was his woman after all, so how could he fall into Lu Xiaoyu's arms again.

After calming down for a moment, Liu Shengyong came to his senses. He quickly turned his back and scolded Lu Xiaoyu with a look of regret.

"I say, Lu Sheng, what are you doing? How disgraceful, how disgraceful!!!"

Lu Xiaoyu looked around, as if he had just woken up, his brain paralyzed by alcohol and unable to react at this moment.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior, but he forgot that his current identity was a citizen of Damu, a descendant of the Lu family of Fanyang, and a candidate for the spring examination.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Shengyong listened to Lu Xiaoyu's fearless voice, turned around in surprise, and as if he had seen something incredible, he quickly covered his eyes and said, "Lu Sheng, the spring exam results haven't been announced yet, how could you do such an arrogant thing? If the government finds out, I can't save you!"

Lu Xiaoyu was even more puzzled. He had only slept with two women, so why did he go to this extent? Minister Liu was too weak to stand the test of time.