Chapter 1627: Except Wushan is not cloud 178

Chapter 1627, except that Wushan is not a cloud 178
His Royal Highness can't speak, naturally it's just silence.
But the embarrassing words are still coming clearly. "I went to see the Fengjun master. I think her character is quite good..."
When I talked about half of it, I suddenly stopped, because I heard the rapid footsteps of someone walking outside the door. I quickly opened the door and I didn’t expect to see Chaucer who turned and walked. Call her, "Joe?"
Chaucer was forced to stop, but his nose suddenly became sore. She raised her back and blocked her nose, but she still couldn’t hold her nose.
"You... come visit my brother?"
Joe rubbed his back and shook his head, and dared not say anything.
"You are coming to visit my brother." Otherwise, what else can I do here? My thoughts were very clear. I walked to Chaucer. At that time, Chaucer’s emotions had calmed down a bit. I hesitated for a while and said, "Go in."
"His Royal Highness... is it OK?" Chaucer asked softly.
His sly look still hesitant, but he still promised Chaucer, "Nothing, if my brother said something about you, you said that I let you in."
Chaucer gently sucked his nose and nodded.
If it was in the past, Chaucer would probably retreat back, but this time she was so hard to have the courage to talk to His Royal Highness, she knew she was a bit selfish...
She doesn't want to... Don't want the Prince to swear by others...
Chaucer walked into the room carefully.
His Royal Highness Prince was still half-sleeping on the bed, his face was cold, and he looked up and saw her coming. His expression was still faint, and there was no ups and downs.
Chaucer walked up to him, rubbed his head and looked at him, looking directly at his indifferent gaze.
"Yes, I am sorry for my Highness... I am good at making a claim, come over to find you..." Joe snorted.
I was staring at her and didn't speak.
Joe blinked his eyes slightly, his lips twitched slightly, and said, "I... I just heard it accidentally. The princess said that His Highness is going to...what is it?"
She did not answer her, and she still stared at her silently, without saying a word.
Chaucer’s tears are falling, "Is it... Can you go down... Don’t be jealous of others..."
She was staring at her, licking her thin lips, and finally snoring gently, low-pitched voice and cold salsa: "What is the relationship with you?"
Chaucer lowered his head and nodded gently. "No, it doesn't matter..."
Chaucer said, the whole person was embarrassed, even he did not know what he was talking about, "That... Your Highness, would you... like children? I... I..."
I am pregnant with your child... can you... look at the child’s sake, don’t be jealous of others...
But she has been holding me for a long time, how can I not say that?
And Bianbian Mo looked at her coldly, waiting for her for a long time, did not see her say a complete word, a sullen anger in her heart swelled, staring at Chaucer's eyes also became frosty, The hoarse voice is gloomy and cold: "Joe you don't feel sick, this king still feels sick. You will dare to bring the child to the king in the future, this king can't spare you!"
Chaucer looked at him, his eyes a little misty, and she slammed her head down, and lowered her head, screaming and saying a few times with His Royal Highness, sorry, sorry, sorry...
Then there is no land, and I dare not stay in front of him again.
She left the house and her tears kept falling...
She cried and hugged her belly, choked: "Small boat baby, you just joked with you, he didn't disgust you, he was just a disgusting mother, just... disgusting mother-in-law..."
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(Tomorrow's eight more)
(End of this chapter)