Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu looked sideways at the three people over there and whispered, "Did you let their horses run away?"

"yes!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't hide the gloating on his face.

"Anyway, they put the reins in your hands. Even if the horse runs away, they will still cause trouble for you..."

"Do you know who they are?"

"..."

Feng Chenglin's smile gradually froze.

Judging from what Ling Luo Yu meant, it didn't sound like a joke.

"Third Young Master, do you know... who they are?"

"They are the killers from the Killer Pavilion!"

"..."

This time, Feng Chenglin was completely confused. He suddenly turned to look at three people, but Ling Luoyu pinched his chin.

"Why are you reacting so fiercely? Be careful if they notice something strange about you and take action against you..."

Feng Chenglin swallowed his saliva dryly: "...Third Young Master, are you playing with me...or are you playing with me?"

Since he already knew who they were, why not warn him in advance?

"What? Are you scared?" Ling Luoyu retracted his fingertips playfully.

"It's not that I'm afraid, I'm afraid of trouble..."

Feng Chenglin was speechless.

He's so scared!

I just don’t want to get into trouble with the Killer Pavilion!

They had enough trouble last time because of the temple issue.

"If you're afraid of trouble, go and chase his horse back..."

"What about the three horses...how can I chase them?"

Even if he is exhausted, he may not be able to catch him back.

"Third Young Master, did you already know that they are the Killer Pavilion?"

"Yeah... that's why I took the reins. Who knew you..."

Ling Luoyu couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

"You actually put..."

"dare you laugh!"

Feng Chenglin really wanted to slap her.

"Third Young Master, you are deliberately trying to harm me, right?"

She knew clearly that with his character, he would not feed the horses for others, so she decided to provoke him.

"No!" Ling Luoyu replied seriously, but Feng Chenglin didn't believe it at all.

"It's weird if you don't! You did it on purpose!"

Feng Chenglin wouldn't believe Ling Luoyu had no purpose.

"What are you two doing?"

Xu Ya stood up from his seat with a gloomy expression.

"Our lady likes to drink your rice wine, but it needs to be hot... Go and warm up some rice wine for our lady!"

"OK!"

Ling Luoyu responded simply and winked at Feng Chenglin.

"Go ahead and have some hot rice wine!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Your uncle! !

He cursed Ling Luoyu eighteen times in his heart, and then he reluctantly went to Musheng and asked for the drinking utensils to warm the wine.

When everything was settled, Xu Ya came over biting the chicken leg and took the warm wine away.

"Go and prepare a clean room for our lady. Make it clean!"

"yes!"

Ling Luoyu still signaled to Feng Chenglin.

"Did you hear what this uncle said? Why don't you go to work!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Circles were drawn in his heart again, and he went upstairs in frustration.

Downstairs, Ling Luoyu sat behind the counter with a smile, really looking like the shopkeeper.

The door opened, and a man in a raincoat walked in with a cold air.

A sense of chilling instantly enveloped the tavern.

In the corner, the three people from Killer Pavilion looked up.

The man in the raincoat glanced over them, dropped a gold coin on the counter, and walked straight to the backyard.

Musheng heard the noise and was about to step out, but was stopped by Ling Luoyu's look.

She followed him with a smile: "Sir, I'm really sorry. We don't have any spare rooms in this tavern."