Princess Against the World

"No, no, no, you two misunderstood what I meant..."

"..."

"What I want is not relief!" Ling Luoyu hooked his arm lightly on Dingmiao's arm and pushed him in front of the two of them: "What I want is a real covenant!"

Yan Feiyun revealed half of his head from behind Jin Lin: "But didn't you say that your purpose this time has nothing to do with the Mo family? In this case, what does it have to do with you whether the covenant between the Mo family and the Yan family needs to be signed? You can't go back to the Mo family anyway. The person you are dealing with is not you..."

"Young Master Yan, you are such a noble person and forget things!" Ling Luoyu half-smiled but said, "As I said just now, I am half a member of the Mo family. Tell me, do you want me to contribute to the Mo family's affairs? With all your heart?"

"It's right to do something, but..."

Jin Lin looked at Dingmiao quietly and smiled meaningfully.

"I wonder what the envoy thinks?"

Dingmiao was startled: "Instructor Jin, what does this mean?"

This look, this smile, definitely means something else.

"I heard that our mistress is determined to help the messenger..."

"No need!"

Before Jin Lin could finish speaking, Ding Miao refused.

"About this matter, Mrs. Yan mentioned it to me, but I refused at the time... Just because this matter is a private matter and it is not a big deal, I have responded publicly. Now, since Instructor Jin has asked , I will just say it publicly——"

He raised his head lightly and spoke word by word.

"I have a sweetheart!"

"Really?" Jin Lin shook his head in disbelief: "But as far as I know, the messenger is not married and has no engagement contract, otherwise our mistress would not betroth Miss Ziyue to you!"

Twilight?

Yan Ziyue! !

Ling Luoyu's brows suddenly raised and he looked at Liao Feng.

Liao Feng, who originally had nothing to do with him, stood up suddenly and clenched his fists.

But the next second, he saw Ling Luoyu's eyes, and instantly realized that he was too impulsive!

Fortunately, Jin Lin and others were all focused on Ding Miao, so no one noticed anything strange about him.

Calmly, he slowly sat down again.

But the hand that clenched the fist was shaking uncontrollably.

"Instructor Jin, let alone Miss Ziyue's status, I am not worthy of it, let's just say that my current status as an envoy is not suitable for what will happen with Miss Yan... Not to mention, I still have my own sweetheart. !”

Dingmiao's eyes swept past Ling Luoyu without a trace, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Miss Ling can prove this to me!"

"Is she your sweetheart?" Yan Feiyun blurted out, with an irrepressible sarcasm on his face.

What a look! ?

This girl's appearance can only be said to be not scary.

There is no comparison with his sister!

"Unexpectedly, the dignified envoy of the Mo family..."

——The taste is so vulgar! !

Out of shame, Yan Feiyun did not say the next words.

"Wait a minute!"

Ling Luoyu quickly raised his hand, aimed at the Ding Temple, and then pointed at himself.

"You don't think his sweetheart is...me, right?"

Dingmiao's brows moved slightly, but he didn't explain.

Others followed Ling Luoyu's fingers and looked at him, then slowly looked away and stared at Ling Luoyu.

That look is quite complicated:

——What do you think?

——It’s not who you are! ?

——……

Ling Luoyu was speechless: "Please, do you think someone with the status of a messenger would fall in love with an ordinary woman like me?"