Yu Qingqing was a professional woman from a modern, high-tech developed era who transmigrated to a fictional ancient era. On her way back from a business trip, she encountered a landslide and was t...
The position of princess is something that many people would fight to get.
To be honest, there has never been a shortage of women around Yuan Xichen who are attentive to him.
It’s just that Yuan Xichen is a very self-disciplined person and he doesn’t even have a maid as his concubine.
This is quite rare.
Most men here, before they get married.
There would be three or four maids in the room.
Not to mention the maids, he even had several concubines.
Besides, as a prince, he can have any woman he wants.
But Yuan Xichen just hopes to find someone who shares the same feelings as him.
Having her in my life is enough.
Cao Tiaotiao cleared herself of all responsibility by saying that she had not stood firmly.
Yu Qingqing naturally heard that this woman's apology was not sincere.
She stood up and paced around the room.
I glanced at the sun that had already risen outside.
"Miss Cao is right. The ground of this Prince Villa must not be well prepared. Otherwise, how could it be unstable, right?"
Yu Qingqing stared at her with a smile, wanting to see the expression on her face.
When Cao Tiaotiao heard this, she felt a little panicked.
It's just that she put on too much powder and you can't see the expression on her face.
Yu Qingqing directly threw the blame back at her and gave her a life-threatening question.
This is the prince’s villa, who dares to say it’s not good?
Yuan Xichen understood what Yu Qingqing meant and naturally cooperated with her.
The smell of powder on Cao Tiaotiao's face made him want to sneeze.
After trying hard to hold it back, he said, "Why, Miss Cao, are you dissatisfied with me?"