The devil is weak and frail

Chapter 202 Princess of the Desert×Short-lived Prince (15)

Zhiheng froze for a moment, his mind went blank, he tried hard to recall the flow of what the housekeeper told him.

"Seems to be……"

"Then you want to go out?"

Zhiheng thought about it seriously for a moment, then tentatively said: "Aren't you going out?"

Jiang Min didn't have so many rules, "It's up to you, take off the hijab first."

Zhiheng walked over obediently, and obediently removed Jiang Min's red hijab.

Jiang Min patted the bed beside him, motioning for Zhiheng to sit down.

"What's the next step?"

Jiang Min supported the bed with both hands, sitting in a bold posture, but Zhiheng seemed a little reserved.

Jiang Min's hand was bitten by something, and she tentatively touched the hard thing, like a book...

Zhiheng accidentally saw Jiang Min groping for something, just for a moment, Zhiheng blushed, and quickly pulled Jiang Min over.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Min was taken aback by Zhiheng's sudden movement, and asked dissatisfied.

Zhiheng hugged Jiang Min tightly, controlling her body.

With one hand groping behind Jiang Min, the book was taken out from under the quilt and carefully hidden by the bedside.

Only then did Zhiheng let go of Jiang Min, the blush on his face still remained.

Jiang Min looked at Zhiheng suspiciously, and then looked around, "What did you do?"

Zhiheng shook his head, "Nothing."

Jiang Min would be damned if he could believe him, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Eat something." Jiang Min called Xiahou Xinlian's name again, and Xiahou Xinlian appeared in front of Jiang Min when she was called.

"Princess." Xiahou Xinlian didn't even give Zhiheng a look.

Jiang Min walked to the table and sat down, "Where is the food you brought? Take it out"

Xiahou Xinlian took out the food from her bosom, then turned around to wait for Jiang Min to wash his hands.

This set of operations stunned Zhiheng.

A moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand dollars, so it's okay for this little maid to come in at will.

At this moment, the housekeeper outside urged Zhiheng to go out to entertain guests.

"My son, my son..."

Zhiheng glanced at Jiang Min who was eating, and asked what Jiang Min meant with his eyes.

Jiang Min nodded slightly: "Go."

Only then did Zhiheng walk out with confidence.

Outside, the butler finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhiheng coming out.

"Master, who would leave a guest and hide in a room?"

"If it spreads to the palace, you will inevitably be gossiped."

Zhiheng has long been used to it, and has endured it for so many years.

"They can just say what they want, and meat is indispensable."

The housekeeper gently reminded Zhiheng: "Master, you are a little strange today."

Zhiheng's ears turned red, and he asked tentatively, "What's so strange?"

The butler analyzed it seriously, not noticing the abnormality on Zhiheng's face at all.

"Master, you are usually the best at disguising yourself, but I heard that today you took Princess Desert..."

Under the threat of Zhiheng's eyes, the butler changed his address in time.

"You carried the Crown Princess down from upstairs."

Zhiheng's eyes froze, he was dazzled by joy today, and forgot such important things.

"It's my fault."

The butler patted Zhiheng on the shoulder, and didn't say anything to blame him, just said: "Be careful next time."

The butler continued, "Master, the road you want to take is destined to be difficult, and you have to work harder than others."

Zhiheng nodded, put away the smile on his face, and his eyes gradually returned to calm.

The blush on her cheeks gradually faded, replaced by a feeble pallor.

(End of this chapter)