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1019. Condensed Anger 1

Ruozheng's face turned red, but he took it for granted, "I don't like it, but... I don't like others hurting her. She is not a bad person."

He said it very openly. He was originally a man who had been talking about it, but he was not an outsider...

Hey, not an outsider?

Only then did he realize that he had a strange feeling about Nalan Jiao. When he saw it, he wanted to strangle her to death.

But seeing her being hurt, his heart felt very uncomfortable.

Uh? Have you regarded her as your relative?

The prince frowned slightly, with the same trouble, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face, "She may be the messenger behind the scenes..."

Before he finished speaking, Ruozheng interrupted loudly, "It's impossible, she is not that kind of person."

The prince was very surprised, "You just trust her?"

Ruozheng thought for a while and smiled, "She is not a real good person. She is also cruel in her methods and acts unwillingly, but she will not take the initiative to harm others. She seems to be calm and cares about everything, but she is actually proud of herself."

He still knows that girl very well. Although she is a beautiful girl from heaven, she is eccentric and has a sense of cunning, she has her own rules when she acts.

The prince pondered for a long time, but his face changed unpredictable, making people unable to guess what he thought.

Even if Ruzheng is his younger brother, he can't see what his brother is thinking.

Nalan Jiao was taken to a state guesthouse and was taken care of by his elder brother, so naturally no one else had to worry about it.

Ningning went to see it twice, and once she looked better than once, and she couldn't help but let go of her hangover.

As soon as she returned to the palace, she found that the atmosphere was not right. Several prince's guards stood in the yard. She raised her eyebrows and lifted the pearl curtain into the room.

"Princess, save me." A shadow struggled to pounce on her, but before she could pounce on her, she was kicked away and fell to the ground and screamed sadly.

Ningning was stunned. She was the second-class palace maid beside her. Alan, gentle and friendly, silent, quick-witted, and had a good impression of her.

The prince stood aside and looked ugly.

Alan burst into tears, crying miserably, as if she had suffered a huge grievance, "Brother Prince, what are you doing?"

The prince frowned slightly, and before he could speak, Alan stole the conversation, "The prince impolites me, if I don't obey me, he will..."

Ning Ning opened her mouth wide, shocked and disbelief.

The prince was very angry and kicked him in. He said, "The bitch, he didn't know how to die until he was about to die, so he smeared him on his face.

"Bang, I sent it to the prison and released a rumor to the outside world, and I said I had confessed."

"Yes." The secret guard stepped forward and dragged Alan and walked out.

Alan cried all the way, holding the doorpost with both hands, "Princess, the prince is deliberately framed by his maid. I have been by your side for many years and taken good care of you. I have no credit and worked hard. I beg the princess to save me..."

Ningning's little face turned black and her eyes widened in anger.

The prince didn't want to explain, but he didn't want his sister to misunderstand it.

"Northen, I..."

For an outsider, there is no need to hurt the brother and sister.

Ningning waved his hand slightly, sighed softly, feeling a little sad.

"The prince's brother doesn't need to explain, it's not unfair to kill such a bitch."

The prince was stunned. The little girl was not fooled. She has grown up.

Alan was stunned and forgot to cry. The little princess was always kind and ruthless, and never scolded loudly to her subordinates. She was the best master in the palace.
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