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The prince thought it was very interesting, and asked back.

"this……"

Shiro thought for a while, "Naturally I am like this."

When he finished speaking, he blushed again holding back.

"Hahaha--"

Seeing his son like this, the prince couldn't help laughing.

Smiling, the prince walked away.

Shiro looked inexplicable, "Auntie, what does that new uncle mean?"

Han Qingming's face was startled, and he said quickly, "That's not the new uncle!"

"Oh!"

Shiro responded and nodded again.

On such a day, having told that the prince would be assassinated, Han Qingming felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

In short, now it's up to the prince whether that luck has survived.

For Shiro, she also hoped that he could survive.

On the next day, Han Qingming followed Shiro to practice calligraphy for a while. After a while, all the children in the house came to her yard again.

Han Qingming asked the maid to draw some grids on the ground, and then took the children to jump the grids on the ground. Some of these grids jumped on one foot.

The special actions of Han Qingming's body caused the children to blush with joy one by one, and asked one after another, and Han Qingming hurriedly demonstrated to them.

The prince stood on the corridor and looked at the figure of Han Qingming jumping around not far away.

In fact, if a normal person is independent on one foot, he is particularly prone to fall due to an unstable center of gravity. But Qingming stands there, just like a pretty lotus flower in a lotus pond, and his body is not swaying, or Those who have a foundation in martial arts, or those who are particularly good at dancing, are the only people who can stand there for so long in such a difficult posture.

It's like being in a pond, like a very aloof white swan.

"Prince, you can leave now!"

Han Bai walked to the prince's side and said in a low voice.

On the one hand, his eyes followed the prince's gaze and looked towards that side. How did he find that the prince's eyes were not on Shiro's body, but on his younger sister.

Seeing this scene, Han Bai couldn't help but opened his mouth wide, as if he had discovered the New World.

It's really amazing, the prince is not the little girl who likes their house.

If the little sister is not married yet, with the lintel of their Han family, the little sister becomes a princess and the future queen, there is really no risk at all.

But now, the little girl just got together, like this... not even the right one, let alone the royal family.

"Ah... let's go!"

The prince coughed lightly and strode to one side.

Because of the cough of the prince, Han Bo walked out of the daze just now.

When the prince got into the carriage, he drew out a white handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed lightly. The attentive in-house waiter stepped forward and poured a cup of herbal tea for the prince. After drinking the cup of herbal tea, the prince seemed to feel more comfortable. .

"Have you committed another crime?"

Han Bai looked at the prince for the past two days, and started coughing again, and quickly asked aloud.

"Ok!"

The prince nodded slightly and responded.

Han Bai didn't speak, but he was still very anxious, because tomorrow is that day, what if the prince's condition recurs.

"It's okay!"

The prince sensed Han Bai's worries, smiled and waved his hands, and began to close his eyes to calm himself.