The next moment, a loud slap echoed through the quiet night.
Leng Qisu and Mo Shuang were both startled. They looked around and saw Linglong holding a teacup in one hand and covering her cheek with the other, tilting her head as if she was apologizing to Yun Chaoxi.
Leng Qisu looked at the two of them, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"
"This slave walked without eyes and actually spilled tea on my clothes." Yun Chaoxi pointed at Linglong, gritted his teeth, and his almond-shaped eyes could spit out fire.
"Isn't it just the same clothes? Just go back and change. As for getting so angry with a servant?" Leng Qisu said calmly, but Mo Shuang could clearly feel a cold aura. is spreading.
"Because you are a servant, you must be taught the rules. As the prince's maid, if you are not guarding the door, where can you go to take some time off?" Yun Chaoxi remained unyielding, raising his hand to make a gesture towards Linglong's face. Throw it up.
Mo Shuang sneered in her heart. It turned out that the commotion had been going on for a long time. This was the root cause. This woman blamed Linglong for not being guarded outside, allowing her to break in like this and ruin her good deeds.
It’s just a pain for Linglong.
Seeing that the slap was about to fall hard, "Stop!"
Two voices shouted in unison.
Mo Shuang was startled and looked at Leng Qisu, just in time to meet his gaze. There was a trace of confusion in her black eyes, as if she didn't expect that she would shout these words at the same time as him.
Heartbroken, Mo Shuang quickly lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and said nothing more.
Leng Qisu turned to look at Yun Chaoxiang, whose hands were frozen in mid-air, with a cold gaze: "You also know that she is my maid! When will my people ask you to teach me the rules?"
Yun Chaoxi's expression changed, and he immediately looked extremely aggrieved: "I... I am also for the prince..."
"Go back and change clothes quickly!" Leng Qisu interrupted her, and at the end, he waved to Linglong, indicating that she would present the tea cup in her hand to him.
Linglong bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with tears, but she finally held back the tears. She bowed to Yun Chaoxi again and walked towards the house.
Yun Chaoxi knew he was bored, snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.
The moment the two of them passed each other, Yun Chaoxi stepped on Linglong's skirt for some unknown reason.
Suddenly losing her balance, Linglong was caught off guard. She screamed and threw herself forward.
"careful!"
Soon after that, a figure rushed forward.
The sounds of people falling to the ground, porcelain breaking, and hard objects hitting each other resounded throughout the study.
Leng Qisu moved his fingers slightly, but finally held it down. Looking at Mo Shuang and Linglong who both fell to the ground, he raised his eyes and looked at Yun Chaoxi, his solemn gaze as cold as the frost on the twelfth lunar month.
(End of chapter)