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943. Chapter 943 Ziliang, you are a funny soldier [5]

The maid didn't know whether it was because she had been ordered for a long time or because she was a little scared to see Her Majesty the Empress. Her body was shivering a little, as if the air-conditioning around her was high. But in this summer, she really couldn't connect her actions with the season.

, shaking like this not only fails to increase people's compassion, but actually looks a bit artificial and annoying.

"Didn't you leave? What are you doing? Why did you scare my maid like this?" Ye Jiangxue has not seen the face of the maid until now, because she has been kneeling on the ground since she got up.

Even her face was pressed against the ground, and no matter how talented Ye Jiangxue was, she still couldn't see her face.

"What do you mean? Could it be that the prince will do something wrong again!" Ling Ziliang was a little angry. He originally brought people to ask for punishment, but now Ye Jiangxue said it was his fault.

This made Ling Ziliang's original embarrassment disappear instantly, and instead he became a little angry.

"Humph! Tell Ye Jiangxue yourself what you did to the prince!" Ling Ziliang put down the tea cup, bent down and patted the maid on the shoulder. He had no martial arts, so his strength was not strong, but he didn't know what happened.

, the maid actually collapsed to the ground with this slap. Ling Ziliang was startled and quickly took back his hand. He looked at Ye Jiangxue and then Meng Xian in shock, and finally turned his eyes to himself.

's eldest brother.

——You must believe the prince! There is no way the prince would bully a weak woman in such a low-level way!

Ling Ziliang was about to cry but looked at the questioning eyes on three sides. There was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. He quickly walked over and sat down on the soft couch next to Yan Junqing. He looked at the baby in Yan Junqing's hand.

The sleeping face of the little bun was so cute that he couldn't help but reach out and want to poke her chubby cheeks, but before he could touch her, Yan Junqing grabbed his hand.

After Ling Ziliang struggled, Yan Junqing let go of his hand, and then looked at Ling Ziliang with a cold face: "If you wake up Luo Ming, I will definitely take you for granted."

"Hmm... um! I won't." Ling Ziliang looked at the eldest brother with a frosty face and nodded desperately, promising that he would never wake up the little bun. He just stretched out three fingers and swore to the sky. Ye Jiangxue saw him.

Ling Ziliang sat on that side. He couldn't hit him with anything anymore. He looked away in boredom and looked at the maid lying on the ground quietly.

"Since the prince lets you speak for yourself, just tell the whole story. If he is wrong, I will not let him go. But if you are wrong, I will not let you go."

Ye Jiangxue spread her hands, with a cunning look on her face, the corners of her mouth turned up, and a silly and cheerful look. Her voice was obviously very soft, but the maid still caught a trace of majesty and instantly felt extreme pressure falling on her.

On the shoulders, on the head, on the back.

The pressure made her unable to stand upright anymore. She continued to lie on the ground with sweat on her face. Her lips moved a few times, but she couldn't make a sound. Ye Jiangxue looked at the water dripping on the floor tiles.

He frowned.
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