Michael blinked.

The long and thick eyelashes trembled.

It's enough to make your heart flutter.

He stretched out his hand and placed his cool palm on Ying Qian's forehead.

"Still, no more fever."

Michael looked relieved.

He slowly lowered his hand.

The fingertips curled up twice unconsciously.

It's like trying to keep the warmth that doesn't belong to you.

"Is this a joke?"

Michael lowered his eyes and his voice became softer.

"Everyone in the palace is very nice."

This answer did not surprise Yingqian at all.

She looked into Michael's clear eyes and sighed silently.

"You..."

The little prince has been living in the palace.

It is a clean and pure white color.

In his world, everyone is kind and beautiful.

How can one understand the twists and turns of the human heart?

"never mind."

Ying Qian sighed.

She shouldn't have asked Michael.

As if he could see her depression, Michael tightened his thin lips and his voice was a little low.

"Does the Queen hate anyone? Or did I do something wrong to make you hate me?"

He lowered his head.

That beautiful face was full of hesitation.

Yingqian was stunned for a moment and quickly explained:

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you."

She just asked casually.

Who knew that Michael would misunderstand him and think that it was him whom Yingqian hated.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

Yingqian only dared to complain a few words in her heart.

He quickly reached out his hand and ruffled Michael's hair as if to comfort him.

"How could I hate you? I like you the most!"

She looked serious.

This is the kind of thing that makes people blush.

But Yingqian could tell it without blinking an eye.

She looked down at Michael, her dark eyes filled with a sweet smile.

Just a glance.

Michael fell into Yingqian's eyes.

In the center of his heart, there was an inexplicable wave of strange restlessness.

The sound of the heartbeat was like a beating drum, ringing in the ears.

Dry mouth and tongue.

Breathing hot.

In Michael's sight, he could see nothing but Yingqian.

It was as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

Yingqian didn't notice anything was wrong with Michael.

I thought he still suspected that she hated someone in this country.

She thought about it for a while and said:

"After all, I married your father and am considered your stepmother. How can I ask for..."

[Tip: Michael’s favorability +10]

[Tip: Michael's favorability -5]

Ying Qian didn't even finish his words.

As soon as the system prompt sound reached her ears, she immediately shut her mouth.

The favorability of the little prince is really hard to increase.

Just added ten points.

It quickly fell back again.

But Yingqian really remembered it very clearly this time.

Michael hates the topic of stepmothers.

He probably grew up hearing rumors that stepmothers would beat children.

Think about it this way.

It's also very pitiful.

Yingqian is extremely rare and knows the skill of reading eyes.

Michael seemed to be in a bad mood.

hurriedly said:

"Stop being idle and go to work."

Michael's mood seemed to be even lower.

But he said nothing.

He nodded obediently.

Yingqian asked a lot, but still didn't know anything.

She originally wanted to find someone more normal and ask around again.

But it's not too late.

Aulë brought a rather subtle news.

Guests are coming to their country.

If only that.

This is not enough to surprise Yingqian.

But soon.

Aoli gave her a bombshell.

"Yes.. She is the fiancée of His Highness the Prince!"

Aoli held his round belly and breathed for nearly twenty minutes in one sentence.

Yingqian had no expression on his face and only rubbed his ears.

"What did you just say? Say it again."

Auli took a deep breath, with a round face, clenched his fists and said:

"Reporting to the Queen, the upcoming guest is the fiancée of His Highness the Prince!"

"fiancée?"

Yingqian gasped for air.

Doubtfully said:

"Michael actually has a fiancée? Doesn't that woman even look in the mirror?"
To be continued...