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Chapter 549

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"Hong Hao!" Tsui Hee was a little embarrassed by his question. She stomped her foot and glared at him. "You're feeling uncomfortable because you're free recently, right? I really want Royal Highness to find something for you to do! "

After Tsui Hee finished speaking, she turned around and ran away with a blushing face.

Hong Hao looked innocent. "What's wrong? I was just showing concern for the princess consort. She's not jealous, is she? "

Hong Hao nervously approached Luo Yichen, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

Luo Yichen was dumbfounded. He held his teacup and didn't know whether to drink or not. "If I didn't know that you're really stupid, I would've thought you did it on purpose."

He kept asking questions as if he was deliberately flirting with the girl.

"Huh?" Hong Hao didn't understand. "You said that the princess consort is our master. As servants, our lives belong to our master. It's normal to show concern for our master. This girl … why is she jealous?"

Hong Hao smiled happily as he spoke.

He was sure that Tsui Hee was angry because she was jealous.

Luo Yichen shook his head helplessly. Some people were just stupid.

"By the way, Yichen, I heard that during my absence, the Crafty Pavilion was very lively and fun. What happened? Tell me."

He wasn't very smart, but when it came to gossip, he was the best at it.

Luo Yichen told Hong Hao about what happened in the Crafty Pavilion and what they had experienced in the past few days.

After hearing this, Hong Hao was so jealous that he burst into tears.

"Sure enough, it's fun to follow the princess consort. I missed the princess consort when I was away. Sigh … why don't we discuss with Royal Highness and let me follow the princess consort?"

Luo Yichen looked at Hong Hao, who was acting like a fool, and sighed.

"I'm not sure if Tsui Hee was jealous just now, but she must be jealous now."

With that, Luo Yichen raised his chin at Hong Hao.

Now, Hong Hao realized that something was wrong because he felt a murderous aura behind him.

He turned his head stiffly and saw Royal Highness standing not far behind him.

"It seems that you really want to follow the princess?"

Ki Chien-chul looked at Hong Hao with a faint smile.

"Royal Highness! I didn't mean that, Royal Highness! "

Hong Hao cried. This damned Luo Yichen, he actually didn't warn him.

"Oh? Then what do you mean? "

"This subordinate only feels that the princess consort is a very good mistress …" That's not right, isn't this saying that the Royal Highness isn't a good mistress?

"No, no, the Royal Highness and the Princess are both good masters, it's just that …"

Hong Hao felt that he had encountered the biggest problem of his life today. How should he answer this?

Seeing how stupid he was, Luo Yichen couldn't bear to see him like this, so he got up and half-knelt beside him.

"Royal Highness, Hong Hao's mouth is stupid, but his heart isn't bad. Please let him go this time!"

"Get up," Ki Chien-chul knew what kind of person Hong Hao was, so he didn't plan to make a fuss about it.

"Take the things I asked you to prepare and come with me first."

"Yes." The original plan was to go out with the princess consort in the morning and Royal Highness in the afternoon.

Now that the princess consort wasn't up yet, it was the other way around.

Although Hong Hao wasn't romantic, he was a straight man of steel, and he liked to do bad things.

But when it came to serious matters, he had never dropped the ball and was a very trustworthy person. After Ki Chien-chul finished giving his orders, he took the things as quickly as possible and set off to find Wen Qian at the relay station.

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