Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu smiled and walked past her, with a meaningful side glance: "Grandma Yang, you'd better remember this... I'm not your slave, so don't use your methods... to restrain me. !”

Mrs. Yang slowly turned around, looked at her back, and her pupils shrank: "Who is the King of Hell...?"

How could an ordinary woman have such a calm aura?

If she hadn't been confident, how could she remain motionless when facing her eyebrows?

Thinking about what happened between her and Mo Xuanchen, Mrs. Yang took in a breath of cold air inexplicably.

"Is there... any secret between these two people?"

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The breeze blew through the window lattice and fell on the wind chimes, making a tinkling sound that became clearer in the silent afternoon.

Ling Luoyu stared at Yang Bing, who was sleeping soundly on the bed behind him, and quietly raised his hand to take off the wind chime.

"She's used to this ringtone..." A slightly sad voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank, but he still put down the wind chime calmly: "I just wanted to let her sleep peacefully for a while!"

Turning around lightly, she looked at Yang Zhi in front of the bed with complicated eyes.

He stood there, looking at Yang Bing quietly, with fond eyes: "I guess... the high priest must have told you, right?!"

Ling Luoyu's heart moved: "He told me something, but I don't know what the young master said?!"

Yang Zhi suddenly raised his lips and looked sideways meaningfully: "Now that I have said it... you must already know what it is about!"

"Young master, if you don't point out something specifically, then I really don't know which thing you are talking about..."

"Are the two of us going to talk about that thing here today?"

"The young master didn't explain clearly what it was about..."

"..."

Yang Zhi laughed silently, shook his head slightly, and walked towards the window.

"For a smart girl like you, if you put it bluntly... it would be boring!"

"It's better to be clearly boring than to be vaguely interesting!"

"Miss Ling, can we stop using tongue twisters?"

Ling Luoyu was leaning on the bed with a lazy expression: "It depends on the young master...if you give me a reason not to use tongue twisters! Anyway, I am free now...I have plenty of time to talk..."

"I want to marry you!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes stared intently, and all laziness disappeared in an instant: "..."

Did you take the wrong medicine? !

It's so bad, what kind of wind is this! ?

"Young Master... I think... did I do something to misunderstand you?! If not, then I remember... the high priest seemed to have told you that I was his... and... you I also agreed..."

"Yes!! I promised the high priest...you are his!"

Yang Zhi's eyes were full of ambiguity, and he slowly approached.

"But the one I promised him... is a maid named Yan from our sea area, and the one I want to marry... is the head of the Yaoshan Sect... Ling Luoyu!"

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank: "Why? There are so many women in the world...why did you choose me?"

"because I like you……"

"speak English!"

Although Ling Luoyu knew that she was stunningly beautiful, she still wouldn't let a man fall in love with her to the point of desperate admiration as soon as he saw her.

What's more, this Yang Zhi himself is a scheming and good at planning.

Such people always put interests first when doing things.