Cold-Faced Prince, Don't Recruit Me

"Princess, what are you doing? This is the prince's favorite tree. You must not touch it. If you anger the prince, you can't afford it." Xiao Jinse turned around and saw two maids dressed in green clothes. She didn't know which one said it. He rolled his eyes at the two of them, stood up on tiptoes, picked off the ginkgo leaf he was interested in, and played with it between his fingers. I saw one of the maids immediately pointing at Xiao Jinse and shouting: "The slaves have said that this is the tree that the prince cherishes the most. How can you do such a thing, princess? Aren't you afraid that the slaves will tell the prince?" Xiao Jinse put a ginkgo leaf between her nose and sniffed it gently, imitating the tone on TV and asked with a smile: "Did you just call me the princess? This is the palace, which means I am the mistress of the palace. Why did I disturb you, a maid, by picking my tree?" "But, this is the prince's favorite..." "What is the prince's favorite? You, a little maid, have to be cautious in your words and deeds. You said that the prince likes this tree the most. Why doesn't he marry this tree? Why doesn't he live with this tree for the rest of his life? Why did he marry me? To make dough for you?" A certain maid died......