Princess Against the World

"Miss……"

Mrs. Yang and others heard the noise and rushed over.

When they saw the opened box, the expressions of several people changed instantly.

"Miss Yan, why do you show this box to the lady?"

"If something happens, all of us will have to walk around without food..."

"..."

All the women didn't care about their fear of Ling Luoyu, and they all condemned him, which made Ling Luoyu look confused.

"I didn't open this... box..."

Besides, isn't it just a broken box and a broken toy?

As for the intense reaction? !

With a slight movement in her heart, she suddenly realized something and looked at the box with serious eyes.

These people are so taboo about boxes. Could it be that the objects in this box have any special significance?

Mrs. Yang glanced at Ling Luoyu meaningfully, raised her hand to cover the box, stuffed it back into the closet, and covered it heavily with clothes.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, sat on the window sill calmly, and looked at Yang Bing who was surrounded.

Under the comfort of Mrs. Yang and others, Yang Bing's mood slowly calmed down.

While sobbing and wiping away tears, I stuffed cakes into my mouth.

"Mother Yang, don't blame her... I want to show her..."

"Miss, the Queen has told you that those things... can be kept by you, but if you look at them again, they will be destroyed..."

Mrs. Yang glanced at Ling Luoyu with a clear look in her eyes.

These words were meant for her.

"Also, haven't you stopped playing with those games these years? If you ask me, why don't you just leave it to me and I'll keep it for you..."

"No, those things were given to me by them. When they come back, they will be unhappy if they don't see the things..."

"Miss, they won't be unhappy, because they will bring you new gifts when they come back... Why don't you just keep those things..."

"I don't!"

Yang Bing suddenly dropped the pastry, raised her lips, and looked unhappy.

"That's my gift, none of you are allowed to touch it!"

"Okay, okay, don't touch, don't touch..."

Mrs. Yang smiled and put the cake into Yang Bing's hand again.

"Miss, please try this, it's newly made in our small kitchen..."

After Yang Bing took a bite, he seemed to think of Ling Luoyu and waved to her quickly.

"Would you like to eat too?"

"Miss……"

Mrs. Yang's expression changed slightly.

"The slaves made this specially for you!"

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a pastry? Can't Miss Yan eat it?"

"...No..." Mrs. Yang's expression became even weirder.

"Hey, Miss Yan, why don't you eat one too..."

Yang Bing pursed her lips coquettishly and held up the cake stubbornly.

Ling Luoyu waved his hands with a slight smile, but glanced at Mrs. Yang playfully: "No, I ate too much at noon, I'm not hungry now..."

What is this woman afraid of?

Could it be that--

Her eyes fell on the pastry, and she stood up with a smile: "Grandma Yang carefully prepared this pastry for you, Miss Bing. I ate it... I'm afraid it won't be good?"

He pinched the pastry in Yang Bing's hand with his fingertips, sniffed it gently, and his eyes instantly became playful.

really--

"This snack..."

With clear eyes, she looked at Madam Yang with a charming look, smiling slightly and tilting her head.

"The taste is very special..."

"Well, Yang's mother's vanilla is added to it...so it has a special fragrance!"

Yang Bing smiled sweetly and stuffed another piece of pastry into her mouth.

"This kind of herb is only available in Yang's mother's house, and no one else has it... So, if you don't eat it, you won't be able to eat it in the future!"