Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu stepped back unconcernedly, his lips slightly hooked: "In comparison, it seems that the relationship around me is more complicated and full of crises, right?!"

Her calm demeanor made Mo Xuanchen smile knowingly, he nodded quietly and murmured on his lips——

"be careful!"

She was right, there were more crises around her.

When Yang Bing ran over, Mo Xuanchen had already lost track of him, and he couldn't help but paused in confusion: "Why are you leaving again?"

Mrs. Yang glanced at Ling Luoyu, but she was speechless.

Ling Luoyu pretended not to see her gaze and smiled calmly: "The high priest said he had something to deal with. He..."

"Yang Bing!"

A shout came from behind Yang Bing.

"Where is my Phoenix Butterfly Dance? Give it back to me!"

Behind them, a beautiful girl in yellow clothes embroidered with golden butterflies flew towards them, her face full of anger.

"How dare you steal the butterfly dance that I have raised for three years?"

"Miss Xin, don't be angry..."

A woman beside Yang Bing quickly came forward to greet him, with a smile on her face.

"Our Miss Bing is just playful..."

"Get away!"

Yang Meixin suddenly raised his hand, slapped the woman away, and rushed forward with unabated anger.

"Because you are a fool, you do mischief all day long. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you..."

Roaring angrily, she suddenly raised her hand to grab Yang Bing.

"Miss Xin..."

Mrs. Yang and others quickly stepped forward to protect Yang Bing, but they were all kicked away by Yang Bingxin.

Yang Bing, on the other hand, hugged the box in his arms tightly and ran away.

"You're still running!"

Yang Meixin was furious and slapped out a palm, instantly hitting Zhong Bing's left shoulder.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yang Bing hugged the small box and threw it out awkwardly, rolling a few times.

"Miss……"

Mrs. Yang and others were about to rush forward, but were suppressed by several of the men brought by Yang Meixin.

"do not move!"

Mrs. Yang couldn't move and shouted anxiously: "Miss Yan, please come soon..."

Ling Luoyu turned a deaf ear——

Save the yarn! !

It’s not like he’s going to die! !

Regardless of Miss Xin's identity, she would definitely not dare to kill Yang Bing.

Since he won't die, why not save a woolly person! !

Yang Meixin's eyes were full of ridicule and jealousy at that moment: "Yang Bing, when did you find such a beautiful maid? Aren't you afraid that your seat... will be taken away by this woman? !”

With a mocking sneer, she grabbed the small box in Yang Bing's arms and shook it hard.

"Bring it!"

"don't want……"

Yang Bing still wanted to hug her, but was slapped on the face by Yang's eyebrow core, causing her to cry in pain.

"I want to tell uncle..."

"OK!"

Yang Meixin stood up with a sneer, opened the small wooden box and checked it out, squinting at the crying Yang Bing with disgust.

"I'm waiting for you to file a complaint!! Let's see if it's you who steals my things, or I'm the one who teaches you a lesson..."

Turning around proudly, she walked towards Ling Luoyu.

"You...new here?"

"yes!"

"Can't you see me bullying your master?"

"I, a servant, can't interfere with the ladies' fight!"

"..."

Ling Luoyu's answer surprised Yang Meixin.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and nodded: "Smart...unlike those women, they only know how to be stupid and loyal!"

Lifting her fingertips lightly, she stroked Ling Luoyu's hair, put it to the tip of her nose, sniffed it, and lowered her voice.

"If you don't want to be around that fool anymore, come to me at any time..."

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows moved slightly, but he smiled and said nothing.