Princess Against the World

Yang Bing was doubtful: "But...but didn't you tell my uncle that you don't like women?"

"That's because the young master...failed to give me such a considerate maid!"

Mo Xuanchen tilted his head slightly and looked sideways at Ling Luoyu.

"What are you still waiting for? Why don't you go in and clean up the room?"

The traces of what they did last night are still there!

It would be embarrassing if outsiders saw it!

Ling Luoyu understood, and responded with a gentle jaw: "Yes!"

Quietly looking at Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao, she retreated into Ze Palace.

Dingmiao, on the other hand, had a complicated face and clenched his hands into fists - as expected, everything was a lie!

The eye contact between these two people is definitely not as simple as a master and a servant!

Feng Chenglin suddenly grabbed his arm and said angrily, "Let's go!"

At this moment, Yang Bing seemed to be waking up from a big dream, and suddenly raised his hand to stop the two of them: "Wait a minute!"

She slowly looked at Ling Luoyu's back and frowned slightly: "Then the wife you mentioned before..."

"Miss Bing, didn't I...explain it just now? All of that...is just my imagination! In fact...it has always been me who has been unrequitedly in love with Miss Yan!"

He opened his arms and turned around, looking very frustrated.

"You have also seen that I am like this... am I worthy of Miss Yan?"

"It's not worthy!" Yang Bing was not polite and hit him directly.

Fengchenglin→_→

It's one thing to know that you are a toad, but it's another thing to be laughed at by others!

Turning his eyes slightly, Yang Bing seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly smiled at Mo Xuanchen: "But... such a beautiful girl, it is a pity to be a maid, why not give it to me!"

Mo Xuanchen's eyes moved slightly, and he looked meaningfully at Mrs. Yang and others, his lips parted slightly: "I don't know what Miss Bing wants her for...what's the use?!"

"I……"

Yang Bing paused and looked at Mrs. Yang as if asking for help.

Under Mo Xuanchen's cold and solemn eyes, Mrs. Yang and others dared to meet Yang Bing's gaze again. They all stood with their eyes closed with a guilty conscience, and their whole bodies trembled slightly.

They didn't speak, and Yang Bing became even more anxious: "Mother Yang...you should speak!"

Mrs. Yang trembled all over and knelt down with a pop, not even daring to raise her head: "High Priest, it's not... it's not what I meant... I..."

"That's not what you meant!?"

Mo Xuanchen suddenly sneered and raised his lips.

"You know what kind of mind your young lady has, and so do I... She doesn't have so many scheming minds..."

The black aura lingered and flew out from his fingertips, lingering on Mrs. Yang's body.

"Did you say it yourself...or did I say it for you?"

"High Priest, spare your life!"

Mrs. Yang screamed and kowtowed, her head hit the bluestone heavily, and blood oozed out.

"It's Miss Bing... She has been angry. I... we thought of a way to ask her to ask the high priest for help... to ask the high priest to give the girl to her. In this way... the girl will... …and left the side of the high priest…”

Yang Bing blinked and said anxiously: "Mother Yang, why did you tell all these things? I...I asked you to help me beg for help, not to tell you everything..."

Mrs. Yang burst into tears and raised her head while crying: "High Priest, even if you want to kill me today,... don't do it in front of the lady... Miss... Miss, she can't bear these things!"