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Chapter 270: Snow White and the Evil Queen 3(1/2)

Yingqian was stunned.

Her eyes met those of the black-haired girl.

The latter quickly lowered his head.

Looking at the king again, there was uncontrollable sadness in his eyes.

"you..."

Yingqian blinked.

He looked away from the black-haired girl.

Scanned the others one by one.

There were not many people in the room.

Except for the elderly doctor who sat beside the bed and sighed.

He was a little fat man dressed in aristocratic clothes, squatting at the end of the bed and secretly wiping tears. He was only about 1.6 meters long and wide.

The king has not yet breathed his last.

He was crying as if he was going to be in the incinerator the next second.

Except for the doctor and the little fat man.

In this room, there are only Yingqian and the black-haired girl.

Yingqian quietly moved half a step to the little fat man, stretched out her hand and poked his chubby face.

"Dude?"

The little fat man raised his head.

Revealing a rather cute round face.

As soon as he saw Ying Qian, his lips trembled twice and he let out a loud cry.

"Your Majesty, King...Queen! Please show your condolences! Don't be too sad, woo woo..."

Yingqian: "...I'm actually pretty good."

"I know you are sad, but you must be strong. This country still needs you, Your Majesty the Queen!"

The little fat man burst into tears.

I don’t want to be seen by Yingqian.

While crying, I secretly wiped it off with the back of my hand.

The aggrieved look was like that of a child weighing more than three hundred pounds.

Yingqian suddenly felt heartbroken.

He quickly patted his shoulder and comforted him:

"Stop crying. You've lost weight from crying. Go get some food."

"Um!"

The little fat man burped and nodded heavily.

Was interrupted by him.

Yingqian even forgot what she wanted to ask.

My thighs were pinched and sore.

The tears couldn't fall no matter what.

I could only squat in the corner with the little fat man.

The doctor was busy checking and treating the king.

But the more you struggle.

The doctor's face became even uglier.

After a while.

He turned around, sighed, and said:

"This is a curse, Your Majesty the King...I have tried my best."

Yingqian suddenly became energetic.

She ran back in a few steps, glanced at the angry king lying on the bed, and asked:

"How long can he last?"

"Not necessarily, but in the end, it will only be a day or two."

The doctor felt very guilty.

He lowered his head and said softly:

"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty the Queen, Your Highness the Prince."

"fine..."

Ying Qian's voice paused.

His expression went blank for a moment.

She turned her head stiffly, her eyes moved from the black-haired girl to the little fat man, and then slowly moved back after seeing the two pieces of snot hanging on his face.

The black-haired girl was silent for a long time.

He took two steps forward and whispered:

"Thank you for your hard work, you can leave now."

Like broken ice falling to the ground.

came from his mouth.

It’s a clear and pleasant male voice,

Damn it.

Yingqian's eyes widened.

Is this a fucking prince?

Stop making trouble!

How could anyone with such a face be a man!

But neither the doctor nor the fat man were surprised at all.

Only Yingqian had a look of horror on his face.

The doctor nodded.

Sighing and left.

The little fat man glanced at Yingqian.

Those round red eyes were once again filled with tears.

It looked like he was about to cry again.

Yingqian waved her hands quickly.

"Let's go eat quickly."

The little fat man just turned around and walked away.

The rest of the crowd will leave soon.

Only Yingqian and the black-haired boy were left in the room.

certainly.

There is also a half-dead His Majesty the King lying on the bed.

But he is not important.

Yingqian didn't even look at the king.

Instead, he stared at the black-haired girl with a surprised expression... No, it should be said that it was the prince.

Her mind is a little confused.

It took me a while to sort out this confusing ethical relationship.

So.

Is she actually the stepmother who spanked her children?

Yingqian took a breath of air.

Unexpectedly, she and her stepson had already met each other so long ago.
To be continued...
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