The little fox is super pregnant, the heir-less boss is spoiling her like crazy

The man standing at the door had black straight hair, beautiful peach blossom eyes with an unfathomable light, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular features, and a body as tall as jade. He exuded a cold, arrogant and lonely aura, and exuded an aura of pride and independence.

As expected of the future King of Zhenbei, he has such great momentum.

And at this time.

Su Wanyue had already stepped forward and came to Xiao Changling. She looked at his injured arm with concern and asked him, "Are you okay?"

In addition to the literary test, this competition also includes a martial arts test.

Among them, polo matches require tacit cooperation between two people.

She worried about his hands.

Hearing this, Xiao Changling raised the corners of his eyes slightly.

He knew that Su Wanyue was worried about his injured hand, but for this kind of competition, he only needed one hand, and besides, he would not let her lose.

"Are you questioning me?" Xiao Changling glanced at her meaningfully.

Su Wanyue knew his abilities.

She was just worried that the competition would aggravate his injury, which would be detrimental to the subsequent baby-making process. She didn't want to damage him before she could even use him.

But Xiao Changling's eyes suddenly dimmed.

It seems that she really doesn't believe him, but then again, she has never paid attention to him.

She should have preferred to team up with Murong Yunlang, but she was just being wishful thinking.

He suddenly lowered his voice and sneered, "However, if Miss Su is afraid of being dragged down by me, then I will not drag Miss Su down."

Hearing this, Su Wanyue felt a chill in her heart.

It's over. She missed such a good opportunity to get along with each other and develop feelings.

"No, no, no!"

Su Wanyue shook her head nervously, "The Third Prince is willing to help me, I'm so happy, how could I feel like a burden?"

Xiao Changling raised his eyes and glanced at her inquiringly.

The third prince?

This name was indeed unfamiliar. She usually addressed Murong Yunlang by the last two characters.

Xiao Changling was not satisfied with this title, but he still nodded as a sign of agreement.

Su Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief.

At least I didn't let him get away. Now I just need to find another partner.

Her eyes wandered around the private school, and when she passed Murong Yunlang, he said coldly, "Don't count on me. I'll naturally be in the same group with Qingran." Su Wanyue rolled her eyes at him and said indifferently, "Mr. Murong, you are too self-indulgent. Even if I were to team up with a dog, I wouldn't team up with you."

Xiao Changling:?

dog:?

Just as she finished speaking, Xiao Changling suddenly chuckled in a lazy tone.

He suddenly leaned close to Su Wanyue, his cold lips touching her earlobe, and said in a cold tone, "So, Miss Su compared this prince to a dog?"

Su Wanyue's face instantly turned red and her body stiffened. At this moment, she even wondered who was the vixen between her and Xiao Changling.

The people around were no longer calm.

"Hasn't Su Wanyue always been following Young Master Murong? How come she's now involved with the Third Prince?"

"I don't know, but I heard that this woman is very resourceful. Not only did she trick Master Murong into taking her to study at his private school, she also took control of all of his wealth."

"But I heard that it was always Master Murong who spent her money."

Su Wanyue looked at Murong Yunlang and said, "Mr. Murong, you always accuse me of using your money. Do you dare to take us to your home? You and your mother have been staying at my house for a long time. Have you forgotten who is the master after living here for so long? And the gourd around your waist, that's my family's ancestral medicine. Please return it to me."

She was really fed up with the comments about how much she had taken advantage of him, so she simply pointed out her relationship with Murong Yunlang.

"Su Wanyue, even if you're incredibly wealthy, what good is it? You're just angry because I look down on you." Murong Yunlang was also angry. He took off the gourd of medicine from his waist and threw it in front of Su Wanyue, saying, "A woman like you, with no talent or virtue, can't even match Qingran's one finger."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the Third Prince and said in a persuasive tone, "Third Prince, don't be fooled by her appearance. Su Wanyue is a woman of low character, big breasts and no brains. Excessive contact with her may tarnish your reputation."

A hint of anger rose in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and Gundam took a step towards Su Wanyue, enclosing her petite body in his shadow.

He said in a grave tone, "Murong Yunlang, it is not your place to tell this prince who to associate with. What is your identity?"

If it weren't for her, Murong Yunlang wouldn't even have the qualifications to talk to him.

The gourd rolled a few times on the ground and just touched Su Wanyue's feet. She quickly reached out to pick up the gourd and put it away.

Just now, she deliberately provoked Murong Yunlang and asked him to return the gourd bottle. After all, she wanted to use the medicine in it to treat Xiao Changling's shoulder injury.

After Xiao Changling finished speaking, the Crown Prince and other princes and princesses came in, and the people who were originally watching the show immediately returned to their seats.

Xiao Changling looked at Su Wanyue deeply before returning to his seat and sitting down.

Liu Qingran felt very uncomfortable. Murong Yunlang's words just now had already acknowledged the fact that he and his mother were staying at Su Wanyue's house.

She originally thought that Murong Yunlang was a young man from a wealthy family with a good financial background, and coupled with his extraordinary talent, he was a perfect match.

My mother said that although these princes and nobles were of noble status, a illegitimate daughter of aristocratic families like her would only be a concubine if she forced herself to marry into them. It would be better to find a man from an ordinary family who could become a marquis or a prime minister in the future.

When she gets married in the future, she will be a dignified and legitimate wife.

She originally thought that Murong Yunlang was a good match, but now she is a little unsure.

That afternoon, the others were also wondering who Su Wanyue was.

I used to think she was just a maidservant with a bad reputation in Murong Yunlang's family, but now it seems that is not the case.

Because most people were not in the right state of mind, the teacher got angry several times in the afternoon.

When she returned in the afternoon, Su Wanyue wanted to find an opportunity to give the medicine to the Third Prince, but he, the Crown Prince, and the Fifth Prince were all left alone by the Master.

As princes, what they learned was naturally somewhat different from ordinary things.

Qiangwei was already waiting at the door with the carriage.

Su Wanyue was thinking about the candidates for the team, and just at this time, Jiang Tongjun led the team to patrol here.

When Su Wanyue saw Jiang Tongjun, her eyes lit up. There was no rule in this competition that only classmates from their private school could be found, so Jiang Tongjun could be included as well.

"Uncle Jiang."

Su Wanyue stopped Jiang Tongjun. Just as she was about to express her thoughts, Shen Youran appeared out of nowhere and spoke in a sarcastic tone beside Su Wanyue.

"Oh, I thought she was the eldest daughter of that family, but she turned out to be the niece of a mere military commander."

When she heard Su Wanyue calling Jiang Fuhai "Uncle", she naturally associated Su Wanyue's identity with Jiang Tongjun.