The princess was surprised: "Huh? You actually knew that he was the prince of Thailand and I wasn't." Mo Yu looked at me pitifully, and I twitched the corners of my mouth: "Princess, the person you tied up is the little book boy of your future consort, Fu Xiaohou. "
The princess's face wrinkled, and she turned her head to look at Mo Yu: "I thought it was useless, but it turns out he was following his master. He was the only one who looked good on the street at that time. He didn't have time to choose, so he just picked him up casually."
Mo Yu sniffled and struggled a few more times. I said, "Since he is one of our own, let him go."
The princess's face wrinkled again: "Let him go? Let him go. What will he do to wait for the flying bat tonight? It's so easy to catch, so he can't let him go. What's wrong with him being Fu Qingshu's little book boy? He wants to be my consort, so why not?" Want me to make him a scholar? "
That makes sense. I rubbed my chin and looked at Mo Yu, smiling with the princess: "Then let's discuss it and untie the rope. It's so pitiful to tie him up with hemp rope on such a hot day. Find a few more people to watch, so he can't run away."
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