Leng Hanling glanced at the hands that were holding her arm, feeling disgusted in her heart, she shook off Mo Qingyu's hand, sat alone in a corner of the sedan chair, lowered her eyebrows, and never looked at Mo Qingyu from the beginning to the end.
Mo Qingyu was already very popular, and she spent ten thousand taels of silver to vote for an oiran. If those ladies found out, they would laugh at me and blame that idiot Mo Qingli. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be able to spend ten Double the price to vote for an oiran. He still dared to despise her and shake off her hand.
"You still dare to show me shame?" Mo Qingyu sat beside Leng Hanling, holding his arm tightly with both hands, his delicate face was stained with anger and desire, "Do you know this princess?" How much money was spent to get you to be the oiran. In the future, your worth will be much higher than those men every night. You still don’t want to thank the princess well. I have served the princess well tonight, and the princess may I will consider buying you back from the kiln to make a nuan bed!"
Seeing that Leng Hanling was still bowing his head and saying nothing, Mo Qingyu had a bad temper, so he pulled out the sword hanging from his body, pressed it against his shoulder, and laughed, "Don't be shameless, what do you think you are? The princess talks to you because she thinks highly of you, with me, why pretend to be noble."
With a soft "bang", the carriage stopped abruptly, Mo Qingyu became unsteady, and the sword in his hand pierced deeply into Leng Hanling's shoulder, and the blood immediately stained the surrounding skirts red.
Mo Qingyu was furious, opened the curtain of the car, and shouted loudly: "Why are you driving, do you want to die?"
"Princess, princess, yes, someone blocked the way."
Hearing this, Mo Qingyu raised her eyes and looked forward. In the depths of the night, there were two figures standing faintly, "Who? How dare you block the way of this princess."
A gust of wind blew by, and the guard maid and even the driver of the car passed out by Mo Qingyu, and the figures gradually appeared.
"It's you." Mo Qingyu pulled out the sharp sword that was pierced on Leng Hanling's shoulder. Leng Hanling snorted, she clenched the sword with both hands, pointed at the figure in the dark, and backed into the car in horror , "You, you, what do you want to do?"
"Sister, I remember I told you just now that if you point your sword at me again, then you will be at your own risk!" Mo Qingli walked slowly and approached, with a slightly teasing tone, but there was no trace of emotion on her face. Smiling, just looking at Mo Qingyu coldly.
Mo Qingli at this time really made Mo Qingyu feel the breath of death, especially when all the attendants and guards around her fainted quietly, which made Mo Qingyu tremble with fear. She quickly threw the sword in her hand on her body Beside, please say: "Sixth sister, I, I forgot for a while. Just pretend you didn't see it. My sister really didn't mean to point the sword at you."
"Oh? But, the elder sister was indeed pointing her sword at me just now!" Mo Qingyu squinted her phoenix eyes slightly, with a touch of teasing, and asked Yueyao who was standing beside her: "Yueyao, dont you agree?"
Yue Yao suppressed her smile from the side, and replied respectfully to Mo Qingli: "Yes, I saw the Eldest Princess pointing her sword at you with my own eyes."
"Sister, tell me, what should I do?" Mo Qingli had a smile in the corner of her eyes, but it didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, and took another step closer to Mo Qingyu.
When Mo Qingyu saw that Mo Qingli was less than a step away from her, a look of cruelty flashed in her black eyes, she grabbed the sharp sword thrown aside, stabbed at Mo Qingli fiercely, and said with a sharp smile : "Calling you an idiot to scare me, and even robbing the man I like, go to hell!"
"Dang!" Mo Qingli's mo-dyed eyes showed a hint of ridicule, stretched out her slender and white fingers, flicked lightly, and the sharp sword flew out of Mo Qingyu's hand and fell to the ground!
Mo Qingyu's eyes widened, and she looked at Mo Qingli in disbelief, "You, you know martial arts? How could you know martial arts?"
"Sister, how do you think I should punish you?" Mo Qingli didn't answer Mo Qingyu's question, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and said calmly, "Just like how you punish Feng Chenling, how about punishing you?"
"Don't~~~~" A sharp cry echoed in the empty street.