Princess Against the World

Mrs. Yang waved her hand to signal the woman to shut up: "Okay! The lady is still waiting for her!"

She was inexplicably afraid of Ling Luoyu.

It wasn't because he felt how fierce she was, but because of Mo Xuanchen's attitude towards her.

For a woman who can make the high priest care so much, she must serve her carefully.

"Miss Yan, we have no ill intentions, we just don't want the young lady to be harmed!"

Mrs. Yang approached Ling Luoyu, smoothed the wrinkles of her clothes and lowered her voice.

"The young lady was raised by us. To us, she is like our child... I hope Miss Yan can understand how protective we are..."

"I understand what Granny Yang means!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and smiled, chin slightly.

"I'll pay attention!"

Gazing Youran's eyes, she smiled even brighter.

"Actually, my mother-in-law will find out later that I am...actually very simple and easy to get along with! If you are good to me, I will be good to you. If you are not good to me...Mother-in-law Yang, I hope you will not do the same." With such a holy mother’s heart, how can you treat someone who treats you badly!?”

After saying this, Mrs. Yang felt an inexplicable chill in her heart——

Yun Danfeng's gentle words brought the threat to his core!

"Mother Yang??" Yang Bing was waiting impatiently in front.

"Just come!"

Mrs. Yang let go of Ling Luoyu's clothes and watched her go.

"Miss..." Ling Luoyu lowered his eyebrows very cooperatively, as gentle as a little white rabbit.

"May I have your name!?"

"Yama……"

"But I heard the high priest call you Yu'er..."

"...Yu'er is my nickname..."

"Can I also call you Yu'er?!" Yang Bingxiao's eyes formed a crescent moon: "I like the same as the high priest..."

"As you please, Miss!"

Anyway, names are given to others, whatever they call them is up to them.

Seeing Ling Luoyu's smile, Yang Bing frowned and shook his head: "Why are you so reserved? I already said that I will take good care of you... I promised the high priest!"

"Miss is the master and I am the servant. There should be a sense of propriety between master and servant..."

"Masters and servants are for others. I don't have many masters and servants here!"

Yang Bing took Ling Luoyu's hand and ran her fingertips across her palm, feeling a little sad.

"My brothers and sisters don't like to play with me... because they think I'm too stupid... and the master doesn't look like a master, but... I just like the way I am now..."

Ling Luoyu looked into her eyes with burning eyes, thinking about Mo Xuanchen's words, and felt a little excitement in his heart——

For a five or six-year-old child, he will only do things according to his own likes and dislikes.

They don't understand that people's hearts are inherently evil, and they don't know how to guard against others.

"Miss..." A servant rushed over, panting: "Grandma Yang, the young master is looking for the lady. He said he has a gift for her!"

"Yes! How could I forget...my uncle said that he would give me an unexpected surprise for my fifteenth birthday this year!"

In an instant, her sadness just disappeared.

Ignoring Ling Luoyu, he laughed happily and rushed forward.

"Miss, please slow down..."

Mrs. Yang grabbed Ling Luoyu and chased after him.

"When you meet the young master later, don't talk much, just find a corner and stand... Don't cause any trouble to the young lady!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

How much trouble can a serving maid cause? ?

She said it as if she would jump up and run away, giving the young master a meal! !