The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

The front hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ning Xiang stood aside, lowered his head, with complicated emotions.

He didn't expect that His Highness the Crown Prince would personally send him back.

Of course, he never thought that this dull-looking daughter would really captivate Prince Gou.

The things that came out of the palace alone were enough to shock him.

Now that he saw the crown prince's doting on Chacha with his own eyes, he couldn't even say a word.

I knew it would have such a result.

He will make good use of this pawn no matter what.

Instead of tearing face off with this pawn.

He didn't know if the prince knew about the poisoning last time, but at present, it is very likely that the prince knew about it.

Maybe, the letter that Chacha asked Mo Xingling to bring over was also a lesson taught to him by the crown prince.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiang only felt that the back of his neck was a little cold, and subconsciously touched his head, for fear that one day, his head would move.

So here comes the problem again.

With Chacha being so favored, is it a blessing or a curse for the Prime Minister's Mansion?

After all, he is still on the side of the third prince.

One is the third prince who is not sure whether he can succeed in the position, and the other is Mo Xinghuan who is already the prince.

Between the two, if one had to choose one, probably everyone would choose Mo Xinghuan, who was originally the prince, right?

The third prince's path, no matter how he walked, was very difficult.

At this moment, Ning Xiang's heart was suddenly shaken.

If you can coax the silly daughter well, it seems that it is not impossible?

"Ning Xiang? What are you thinking, so engrossed?"

Mo Xinghuan's voice came lightly, interrupting Ning Xiang's thoughts.

Ning Xiang hurriedly apologized.

"I just feel that it is a great blessing for the little girl to be in the eyes of His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Heh." Mo Xinghuan sneered, and gave Ning Xiang a meaningful look.

"Before the prince came, the emperor was already drafting the decree."

Hearing this, Ning Xiang was taken aback, planning an order? What is the purpose?

He quietly glanced at Chacha, wanting a reminder, but the little girl didn't look at him at all, Ning Xiang had no choice but to say cautiously, "Dare to ask His Royal Highness..."

"The imperial decree of bestowing marriage, Ning Xiang, wait in the mansion."

Mo Xinghuan interrupted his words.

Staring at Ning Xiang with deep meaning, those sharp gazes wished to see through others.

Even though Ning Xiang has been in court for many years, he is able to handle all kinds of fields with ease.

But when facing Mo Xinghuan, he was still under some pressure.

The Prince's aura is too intimidating, even the current Holy Majesty has never had such an intimidating aura...

Mo Xinghuan turned his head to look at Chacha, and said softly, "I'll take you back to your residence."

The gentle voice shocked Ning Xiang again and again.

This change of attitude, "..." is simply frightening.

Looking at that little idiot in my family, he actually nodded his head. The way the two get along seems to have already been set...

Ning Xiang tried his best to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart. For the first time, he felt that this move was wrong.

Mo Xinghuan took Chacha by the hand, glanced at Ning Xiang who was still in a daze, and became more and more dissatisfied, "Ning Xiang? Let someone lead the way!"

Ning Lian nodded repeatedly, "His Royal Highness, please."

Chacha followed Mo Xinghuan, seeing Ning Xiang like this, he just found it extremely funny.

After all, in Ning Cha's memory.

Ning Xiang has always been arrogant, never bowed his head, even opened his mouth to scold their mother and daughter, and has never had a good temper.

Chacha's eyes were dark, and her clear pupils changed.

The moment he drooped his eyes, he was in a trance filled with hostility.