Chapter 195: A Word Comes True

The reality is always so cruel, she is not reconciled, but what can she do?

"Miss Bingbing, do you know where you are wrong?" Uncle Xing frowned, looked at the woman lying on the ground crying and abandoned, and sighed.

Bingbing raised her face, on her delicate and glamorous face, there were two lines of clear tears.

Uncle Xing knelt down, stared at her face, and said word by word: "Your fault lies in your fault. You shouldn't have thought that wrong. How dare you think about what kind of person the prince is. You? Are you worthy?"

She was kicked out of Prince Jing's Mansion, and she stood on the cold long street, looking at the passers-by. People were hurrying and wanted to return home before nightfall, but she didn't know where to go next.

East Court

According to Yuan Qiu's order, her dinner was delivered to her room and placed on a simple and elegant mahogany round table.

It was Uncle Xing who brought people to set the meal. He didn't need to do this kind of thing himself, but because of the previous incident, he felt that it was necessary for him to explain.

"Miss Xia, Miss Bingbing has already been kicked out of the palace by the prince, so don't be angry with the prince. I don't blame the prince for this matter, it is all the root of the curse left by my own initiative."

"Last February, the prince returned to Beijing from the northwest. As soon as he entered the capital, he saw Bing Bing girl, who was kneeling on the roadside and selling her body to bury her father, being molested by some hooligans. A rascal."

Yuan Qiu raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes: "So she followed your lord back to the palace, and vowed to promise and repay her with her body?"

Uncle Xing quickly waved his hand: "No, no, the lord didn't want to bring her back. It was me. Seeing that she was pitiful, and my father died and had no money to bury her, I donated some money to her in the name of the lord. But who would have imagined it? After burying my father, I stayed outside the palace all day long, q I saw her suffering from cold and hunger, it was poor, so I made an exception and let her enter the palace."

"So, your lord agrees?"

Uncle Xing showed embarrassment, shook his head and said: "No, I reported this matter to the prince. The prince was busy with other things at the time and didn't listen carefully. He just said to let me handle it myself, so I—"

"So you decided to keep her on your own?" She secretly felt it was funny, but she didn't expect her words to come true just now in front of the hall, and it really came true.

Uncle Xing apologized: "This matter is all my fault, and I have nothing to do with the prince. I hope Miss Xia has a lot, so don't get angry with the prince again."

Yuan Qiu smiled and shook his head: "Uncle Xing, you are overthinking. This is Prince Jing's mansion, not my Xia family. I am not in charge of the mansion's affairs, and you don't need to apologize to me."

There is some deep meaning in these words, Uncle Xing is a little dumbfounded, what does this mean? She and the prince are holding hands, don't they plan to be responsible for the prince who has never been close to women?

Apparently Yuan Qiu didn't intend to continue this topic, saw that the servants had set the meal up, so he took a bowl and started eating.

Seeing this, Uncle Xing couldn't say anything more, and led a group of people out of the backyard.

As soon as he left the backyard, he saw the prince and Mr. Xia walking from the front hall to the backyard.

Seeing the tray in the servant's hand, Zhu Yan asked, "Did the food go in?"

Uncle Xing nodded: "Go back to the prince, it has already been sent in, Miss Xia is eating."

Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows and said in dissatisfaction: "This king hasn't come yet, and she ate it?" He grabbed Yuan Hao's wrist and said, "Hurry up, she will eat all the delicious food in a while. Empty."

Uncle Xing watched the familiar figure of the prince quickly disappear before his eyes. The figure was familiar, but the man seemed to be a different person. He was no longer the cold and indifferent His Royal Highness Prince Jing. Joking.