After the evil concubine is reborn, she just wants to abuse the scum

Lu Xiang changed his hand and said casually: "I won't go."

"Aren't you going?" A broken scream suddenly sounded. Meng Yixiang looked at Lu Xiang in disbelief, her bright face as stiff as stone: "Why? Your Highness said, don't the third young ladies not know the consequences of disobedience?

?”

Is she crazy?

He couldn't say it so directly.

In Meng Yixiang's view, Lu Xiang was able to win Chu Jinyan's favor and marry him as his concubine, which was a blessing earned in eight lifetimes. He should carefully please the eighth prince at all times to protect this hard-won reputation.

Instead of being so complacent and aloof.

Did she think that once the imperial edict was issued, she could make the little temperament try to get the eighth prince to coax her?

Humph, what a naive woman.

Lu Xiang didn't know what Meng Yixiang was thinking. If he knew, he would probably burst out laughing speechlessly.

When she married Chu Jinyan, she was never a person who was careful to please and flattered.

"I don't know." Lu Xiang looked at the astonished Meng Yixiang, raised a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Miss Meng, you might as well let me see it."

Meng Yixiang's stiff expression was like a dried stone statue, as if it would be cracked inch by inch in the next moment.

Lu Xiang's eyes were very gentle, but Meng Yixiang only felt that the layers of pressure falling on her body made her breath suffocated and her heartbeat rumbling: "Slave... I don't dare!"

"Have you finished speaking, Miss Meng? If you have finished speaking, then leave slowly without seeing her off." The clear expulsion order was like an invisible slap on her face, causing Meng Yixiang's face to turn red and bleed instantly.

She moved her lips and wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a word under Lu Xiang's heavy eyes. She could only say "Resign" dryly, and then glanced at Aman subconsciously.

But Ah Man didn't know what she was thinking, her beautiful eyebrows were almost twisted into knots, and she didn't even notice Meng Yixiang's eyes to her.

Meng Yi choked at the fragrance and had no choice but to grit her teeth and leave angrily.

She got into the carriage with a livid face, feeling both angry and anxious. She couldn't even handle such a small task that His Highness entrusted to her. I wonder what His Highness thought?

But it is clear that Miss Lu San has no sense of good and evil. I think His Highness will also be annoyed by her arrogance. It is best to develop a feeling of disgust and see how she can survive after marrying into the house.

She has been with His Highness for more than ten years, and Miss Lu San has only known His Highness for a short time. The friendship between her and His Highness is unparalleled by others.

Thinking of this, Meng Yixiang felt slightly better.

Lu Xiang changed his hand and said casually: "I won't go."

"Aren't you going?" A broken scream suddenly sounded. Meng Yixiang looked at Lu Xiang in disbelief, her bright face as stiff as stone: "Why? His Highness said, don't the third young ladies not know the consequences of disobedience?

?”

Is she crazy?

He couldn't say it so directly.

In Meng Yixiang's view, Lu Xiang was able to win Chu Jinyan's favor and marry him as his concubine, which was a blessing earned in eight lifetimes. He should carefully please the eighth prince at all times to protect this hard-won reputation.

Instead of being so complacent and aloof.

Did she think that once the imperial edict was issued, she could make the little temperament try to get the eighth prince to coax her?

Humph, what a naive woman.

Lu Xiang didn't know what Meng Yixiang was thinking. If he knew, he would probably burst out laughing speechlessly.

When she married Chu Jinyan, she was never a person who was careful to please and flattered.

"I don't know." Lu Xiang looked at the astonished Meng Yixiang, raised a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Miss Meng, you might as well let me see it."

Meng Yixiang's stiff expression was like a dried stone statue, as if it would be cracked inch by inch in the next moment.

Lu Xiang's eyes were very gentle, but Meng Yixiang only felt that the layers of pressure falling on her body made her breath suffocated and her heartbeat rumbling: "Slave... I don't dare!"

"Have you finished speaking, Miss Meng? If you have finished speaking, then leave slowly without seeing her off." The clear expulsion order was like an invisible slap on her face, causing Meng Yixiang's face to turn red and bleed instantly.