Tamer of the Beast

Zi Xi's red phoenix eyes were as big as a copper bell. Is this so handsome "man" in front of her a woman?

How is that possible?

Ye Yan reacted very quickly and replied: "It seems that you have good eyesight, you can see all this."

After saying that, under the gaze of the people in the room, Ye Yan took off the hair tie holding her long black hair - just this small movement instantly transformed her from a "man" back to a girl.

Leng Yiming let go of Zi Xi and slowly approached her: "Don't you want Zuijun Garden?"

"You don't have to repeat what I said."

"I, the king, can ask the mother here to be given to you." Leng Yiming's words made the originally hopeful madam stagger.

She thought that the prince could give her a hand, but she didn't expect that this uncertain human being, Yama, would change his mind!

Ye Yan looked at Leng Yiming with the eyes of a new special forces soldier. If he said that this iceberg had no requirements, she wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death!

"However, I doubt whether your strength is qualified for this position. As long as you prove it to me, you can take away this Zuijunyuan immediately."

It seems that this deal is a good deal, but Ye Yan suspects that Leng Yiming has ulterior motives.

If everything turned out to be that simple, she would be able to buy the palace soon.

Zi Xi became anxious. This woman looked so scary. If his fate fell into her hands, he didn't know how miserable it would be!

Don't let her give up this good life

"Proof?" Ye Yan walked up to Zi Xi, "Okay, this woman is my target."

"Your Majesty!" Zi Xi shrank and moved closer to Leng Yiming, but Leng Yiming pushed her towards Ye Yan expressionlessly.

Ye Yan sneered, men are so ruthless, and a woman who only knows how to beg for mercy is just a plaything in their eyes; but if anyone dares to play with her, she will play that guy to death.

She stepped forward and grabbed Zi Xi's hand, only to hear a "click"

"Ah!" Zi Xi let out a heart-rending cry, and at the same time tears overflowed, and she knelt on the ground in pain.

Leng Yiming, however, only thought it was a show, and gave an emotionless smile: "It's good that I didn't disappoint you too much."

"Wang, Wangye, slave family, give it to Zuijunyuan." The old bustard's face was as pale as a piece of paper. He tremblingly picked up the brush on the table and signed his name.

Zi Xi was in so much pain that she couldn't speak a word. Her right hand was completely disabled. How could she be considered a leader if this continued? She couldn't even serve tea or water.

Leng Yiming stared at Ye Yan. Who is this woman? Has Leng Luo not found out yet?