Chapter 5125: The Little Killer of the Regent (10)

  Chapter 5125 The Regent’s Little Killer (10)

  Ling Qinghan waited at the door, and when he saw Ruan Tang coming up, he respectfully made a "please" gesture on his face.

Ruan Tang didn't hear any movement after entering the door. He thought that the regent was asleep, so he turned around. Ling Qinghan immediately said, "The girl stayed, but the prince didn't sleep."

   "Tang Tang, come in."

  The voice of the regent came from inside.

  Ling Qinghan's expression moved slightly. This was the first time he heard the prince call someone with this kind of intimate and beloved name.

  The regent was lying on the bed leaning on the pillow and remembered when he saw Ruan Tang coming in.

   "Don't move, lie down." Ruan Tang said in a bad tone.

  Ling Qinghan, who was waiting outside, changed his expression, changed to the emperor, and did not dare to talk to the prince like this.

  But the prince was not angry.

  Even his tone couldn't hear the slightest displeasure.

  The regent patted the bedside and said, "Sit here."

   Ruan Tang didn’t listen. He moved a bench and sat on the edge of the bed. The regent did not force it, but looked at her helplessly, “How much did you have for dinner? Did you have a good meal?”

   Ruan Tang: "It's okay."

  The Regent: "I asked Qinghan to buy you some clothes. Later you can see it for yourself and choose the one you like."

   Ruan Tang: "That won't work. I am Tianjiwei. I must wear our Tianjiwei costume."

  Regent: "This king knows, so it's just some clothes."

   After a while, he said again, “Tianjiwei’s treatment will be improved by this king. If you are willing to spend your time, you are welcome to make suggestions.”

  Ling Qinghan no longer looked surprised at this time.

   Ruan Tang: "Let’s talk about it, see my mood...how are you? Does the wound still hurt?"

  The regent shook his head, "I have taken medicine, I am much better, I just want to see you."

   Ruan Tang: "..."

  Ling Qinghan: "..."

  It is undeniable that the prince has indeed changed.

  After listening to the regent for a while, Ruan Tang yawned a little sleepily. The regent wanted to keep her, but did not want to push her too tightly, so he let her go to sleep.

   Ruan Tang got up to leave, thinking of something, he took out the wood carving from his sleeve and handed it to the regent, "Here you are."

  "A gift for me?" the regent asked in surprise.

   Ruan Tang: "I just bought it casually, it's worthless."

  Regent: "I know, it's priceless to me."

  Ling Qinghan felt that his teeth seemed a little sour. He just moved his posterior molars and listened to the regent’s words, “Qinghan, give sugar and candies to rest.”

   "Yes, Lord!"

   "Girl, please."

  As more and more information was heard, Ling Qinghan's attitude towards Ruan Tang became more and more respectful.

  As soon as Ruan Tang went downstairs, Thirteen grabbed her wrist, "How about it, did you do something wrong?"

   Before Ruan Tang spoke, Ling Qinghan squeezed Thirteen’s wrist, his eyes were cold, and he said in a bad tone, "Let go."

  No one can say for sure in the future, but judging from the current attitude of the prince, he likes the fifteenth fifteen very much.

  The prince’s person can not tolerate outsiders presumptuous.

  Ling Qinghan hit thirteen with this one by surprise. He was depressed and worried. What did he do wrong? Is it possible that Ling Qinghan is finally about to take revenge?

   Seeing that his hand was motionless, Ling Qinghan used his fingers again and said coldly, "Let go."

Thirteen:"……"

  What happened to him grabbing fifteen's wrist?

  Ling Qinghan, does the guard leader even have to deal with this?

  But the situation is better than others, and he dare not fail, so he can only let go.

  As soon as he let go, Ling Qinghan immediately let go, but his eyes were still very bad, "The prince doesn't like to disrespect women's apprentices. Don't do this kind of action in the future."

Thirteen:"……"

  The prince always manages everything, and still care about others not holding hands?

  (End of this chapter)