Before the eldest princess took Xie Jiesha to Zhuangzi bought by Queen Su, she met Maxwell at a food stall passing by. If he hadn't remembered to bring a ring around him, he would have looked very difficult to mess with. Guard, it would be really hard for others to believe that such a fat man who casually bought flower dumplings on the roadside with the vendors walking through the streets was the emperor who once had a powerful empire.
Clayton Xie couldn't help but say something mean to his mother: "In a sense, aunt and uncle are actually quite compatible."
The eldest princess wanted to refute Clayton Xie, but she really couldn't find a reason to refute it, because she also felt that her brother and sister-in-law were quite compatible, although they insisted that they did not like each other and refused to reconcile. Leave.
"Hey, do you want to eat?" The eldest princess held a riding whip in her hand and leaned forward on the horse, as if she was about to hit her.
Maxwell was so frightened by the sudden sound from behind that he threw the oil paper in his hand and the snacks on it to the ground. For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should feel sorry for myself, who was caught running away for less than two hours, or whether I should feel sorry for the flower dumplings that I just bought and didn’t even take a bite, but were covered in loess.
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