Fortunately, this Prince Shen is not a person who acts impulsively.
The thought had barely formed in her mind when she heard two more words.
"I will change my mind."
Change?
What a load of rubbish!
It's really not something that can be praised at all.
Shen Jiao jumped up, startling Gu An into dropping three melon seeds, which he quickly picked up and blew on.
She wasn't moved. Even if the original owner of this body was "Chen Jiao" from the Marquis of Anbo's mansion, who should have been confined to the Huguo Temple to reflect on her mistakes, she still couldn't understand the so-called kinship ties.
She now only felt that Shen Shizi was a fool who tore up Tsinghua, Peking University, and Central University's admission notices.
Exhausted, Shen Jiao banged on the door without thinking twice, pitifully shouting.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please come out quickly! I dare not go to the latrine alone!"
I couldn't find any compelling excuse right away; nature calls, and I couldn't wait.
Gu An: "..."
What kind of excuse is that?
Can I use it if I get beaten up in the future?
...
Ji Yan took Chen Jiao to the outhouse.
Shen Qingcheng stood there, still holding the dagger in his hand. The blade had already cut his skin, staining a large area of his sleeve red.
The tyrant's orders are not to be disobeyed, yet he was summoned away just like that?
When did Your Majesty start taking on the business of accompanying people to the toilet?
Shen Qingcheng felt that the world was somewhat mysterious, and he pressed his dagger down.
Even after the tyrant leaves, he still intends to keep his word.
"Hey, you're really stubborn as hell."
Gu An sniffed the bloody smell in the air, flicked a melon seed from his hand, and knocked the dagger to the ground.
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