She seemed to have heard this enchanting voice somewhere before.
Driven by this voice, all the servants shouted in unison: "Your Highness is wise, may you live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years!" The sound was deafening and echoed throughout the prince's mansion.
For a moment, these servants suddenly had a different feeling in their hearts.
pride!
Yes, it’s a feeling of pride.
I always feel that from this moment on, their prince has become different.
And the culprit finally appeared after much anticipation.
She was wearing a lavender gown that dragged on the ground. Her slender waist was bound by a cloud belt, which made her look even slimmer. A coral hairpin in her hair made her face look like a lotus. Her face was extremely beautiful, and her phoenix eyes were charming, but they were hiding something. Most of her black hair was scattered, which was gorgeous and graceful. The little finger-sized pearls were as bright as snow, twinkling in her hair. Lotus walked to the pavilion and leaned over softly, "Wei'er greets the prince. May the prince live a thousand years!"
After saying this, he naturally gave Ling'er a wink.
At this moment, Ling'er only felt a huge drop of sweat, which seemed to have hung on her temples, and she needed to use her hands to push it up from time to time...
This man could be so showy that even she, who is so calm and steady, couldn't hold herself back!
Look! Those scattered all over the ground are not petals, but Ling'er's goose bumps!
"Ahem!" Ling'er coughed twice to ease her complicated mood. In fact, if possible, she would rather close her eyes...
To be honest, this bloody scene and Wang Ziwei's enchanting figure are in stark contrast.
But what can she do? This is all the harm left by the previous owner. Now that she has entered his body, she can only endure it for now.
"Stand up."
"Thank you, Your Highness!" The deliberately chosen ending tone, coupled with his seductive attire, made it hard for people not to have wild imaginations.
However, the status of the Third Young Master in the mansion was extraordinary. Even though he was so charming that people drooled, the servants did not dare to touch him.
In this respect, he and Lan Ling are completely different.
There's no way, Shangguan Yunxiao dotes on him.
"What are you doing here?" Ling'er felt that Wang Ziwei did not want to appear so frivolous. He must have his own reasons for being like this.
Everyone has their own way of living, and there are many people who can control their own destiny. However, if you are born in a royal family, there are very few people who can control their own destiny. This is also the sadness of being born in a royal family.
Perhaps Wang Ziwei is no exception.
Upon hearing Ling'er say this, Wang Ziwei immediately dropped her hands, pouted, and said with a wronged look on her face: "Prince, you have been back for so long, and you have not come to see Wei'er, so I have no choice but to come to see you myself. Wei'er misses you."
While talking, she lowered her head cooperatively, looking like a resentful little woman in the boudoir, so pitiful.
But this is really a headache for Ling'er!
If she could go back to her old age, she would definitely not go to the inn where Shangguan Yunxiao was staying; if she could go back to her old age, she would definitely not come back to the palace to investigate; if she could go back to her old age, she would definitely not make such a big fuss to let everyone know that she had returned to the palace!
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world. There are only consequences and results...
White radish jumped out at the right time and cried against the wall, which was the most appropriate way to interpret Ling'er's sad and angry mood at the moment.
"I have been quite busy lately with many matters to deal with, so I don't have time." Anyway, Feng Xian'er has already seen her changes, so she doesn't need to deliberately pretend to be Shangguan Yunxiao anymore.
In the days to come, you can be her, Xia Ling'er.
"Okay, if there's nothing else, let's stop here today." Ling'er stood up. She really couldn't stay in Prince Yun's mansion for a moment longer. Otherwise, who knows what will happen next.
Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one!
Okay, let’s go.
"As for the housekeeper, you should know how to deal with it. There is no need for me to say more."
"Yes, Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will give Your Majesty a satisfactory explanation." The butler gestured and immediately stepped forward to salute and said.
How could they not understand the intricacies of this matter, since the prince had punished her so ostentatiously, no matter what the relationship was, this housekeeper could not be kept. Not only the housekeeper, but everyone present understood this.
"That's the best." After saying that, Ling'er stood up and walked out, and Yinfeng followed immediately.
Everyone was suspicious of this armored, burly man, as they had never seen him before. Moreover, in Feng Country, men were all weak and slender, and few looked like this.
In Feng Country, a strong man like Yin Feng is considered an ugly bastard who cannot get married.
Although their prince is a playboy by nature, his aesthetic sense has always been very good. Just look at the three young masters in her backyard.
When did your taste change? Is it possible that you like such an ugly man
Although everyone was very curious, no one dared to show it.
The punishment just now was still fresh in people's eyes. Who would dare to move rashly? Maybe he would be the next one to be tied up.
Therefore, it is best not to chew the root of your tongue, Your Majesty. Otherwise, it will not just be your tongue that is lost.
As soon as Ling'er walked out of the pavilion, Wang Ziwei threw herself into Ling'er's arms in the blink of an eye.
Ling'er was not a fool, she dodged subconsciously, but Wang Ziwei had learned her lesson from the last time and had become smarter. Ling'er dodged, and he took advantage of the situation to grab Ling'er's sleeve. He put his loose collar directly around Ling'er's arm, and Ling'er had no time to stop.
"What are you doing!?"
Lan Ling, who had just dressed neatly and walked in with great joy, saw this scene.
In broad daylight, the prince actually ripped off Wang Ziwei's cheap clothes! And the posture was ambiguous!
If Ling'er heard this, she would probably be in tears. (To be continued)