Chapter 140 Saving the Paranoid Prince 32
The door creaked.
When Lingyao came over, she happened to meet the retreating secret guard.
The secret guard felt a little uneasy when he saw Lingyao.
I don’t know if Miss Lingyao heard what I just talked about with the prince.
After all, the prince had specifically instructed not to let Lingyao know about these things.
Every time the prince dealt with someone, the first thing he did when he returned home was to take a bath and change clothes to wash off the smell of blood.
I don't know what he applied, but he smelled delicious.
Miss Suxi had asked him this question secretly several times before.
Some people said that the prince had been visiting brothels frequently recently, or that he had a concubine.
The secret guard immediately reminded Su Xi not to overstep the line and pry into his master's private affairs.
The master would never go to such brothels. Nowadays, the prince wears and uses more exquisite things than those flashy girls.
What about a concubine? He thought that if Miss Lingyao was willing, the prince could directly let Miss Lingyao be his concubine.
But Miss Lingyao is really good to the prince.
In the past, I had to worry about concealing my edge because my wings were not yet fully grown.
The food, clothing and other daily necessities in the prince's mansion are very ordinary, even poor.
But ever since Miss Lingyao came, everything the prince eats, wears and uses has become a rarity.
This was the first time the secret guard knew that the prince actually liked sweets after following him for so many years.
Some time ago, Miss Lingyao bought several batches of dried fruits, candied fruits, and snacks from the wealthy Yangzhou.
Each dried peach is pink and juicy, and you can tell at first glance that they are dried high-quality peaches.
There are also raisins, dried plums, and a batch of dried meat that is rare here.
The prince usually eats too much sweet food, so he can eat something sour or salty to relieve the greasiness.
Although this may not seem appropriate for the prince.
But Miss Lingyao really dotes on the prince.
No wonder the prince always likes to dress up as a clean and handsome young man in front of Miss Lingyao.
If Miss Lingyao knew that the prince was always ruthless and merciless in their eyes.
This character is so moody that it makes people's backs chill. I'm afraid he has a big psychological trauma.
Shadow nodded to Lingyao and retreated.
Lingyao glanced at the secret guard and walked in.
Inside the house, Murong Jing was wearing a comfortable snow-white soft cotton robe.
Seeing her come in, he took out the pastries from the box.
The box contained the pastries that Murong Jing had just researched, and they were probably served right after they were heated up.
On cold evenings, white mist would rise from the cakes as they were brought out, and the fragrance would fill the house.
Lingyao sat there and watched him struggle for a while with a disinterested look.
Suddenly asked: "Do you want to rebel?"
Murong Jing paused.
He also didn't think that this matter would be hidden from her eyes. She was so smart that she must have discovered it a long time ago.
But Murong Jing didn't want her to notice the miserable and vicious nature in his heart.
He didn't say anything and the room was silent.
Lingyao didn't wait for his answer and looked at Murong Jing with a cold and indifferent gaze.
His voice was light, but he said something shocking again: "Want to be the emperor?"
Her tone was calm and relaxed, just like when she asked him if he wanted the ornament when she went out shopping.
It seemed that as long as he nodded, she would be able to hand the ornament and the throne to him.
Murong Jing's heart skipped a beat.
Then it began to beat faster and faster like an uncontrollable drumbeat.
How can someone say something casually that sounds like it could be teasing?
He took Lingyao's hand, lowered his head and placed it on her fingers. His long black hair fell down and scratched Lingyao's wrist.
The narrow eyelids are half raised.