The Princess of Xiyue was a stunning beauty, and the Emperor of Nanliang naturally appreciated and accepted this gift.

Immediately waved my hand and conferred Feng Qingcheng, the fake princess of the Western Yue Dynasty, as her concubine.

"Go forward to thank you." Xi Liangyan untied Feng Qingcheng's acupoints and whispered behind her: "You know what to do. If you don't want to die ugly, just be obedient, huh?"

“…”

Feng Qingcheng pursed his pale lips and Yingying walked out.

Just as I knelt down and thanked me, I got up.

At this time, a maid ran out of nowhere and knelt down with a "thump" sound, hugged Feng Qingcheng's thigh, and began to cry with joy:

"Miss, it's great. It turns out that you are not dead yet. I finally found you-"

Sudden changes and sudden emergence.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.

"What's going on? Who is this maid? Why do you call Miss to the Princess of Xiyue?"

"Yes, I see, this maid is clearly dressed as a woman from our Nanliang Kingdom, but she calls the Princess of Xiyue a Miss."

"And, the princess of a country should not be called a lady, right?"

"This is so strange..."

“…”

There were whispers around.

Oh no!

The expression of the eldest prince of Xiliang Qin of the Western Yue Dynasty suddenly changed.

Xi Liangyan's eyes also darkened. Unexpectedly, at this last moment, there was a mistake!

Under the sleeves of the pink maid's suit, a small golden bell appeared in Xiliangyan's slender jade hand.

She hid in her sleeve, shook gently, and remotely urged and directed the Gu insect.

What's strange is that the golden bell swayed without making any sound.

Feng Qingcheng's heart was in sharp pain.

The insect attacks again and becomes active from the sleep!

She knew that this must be the vicious Princess of Xiyue, who gave her a warning!

Feng Qingcheng's slightly pale little face was filled with anxiety. She quickly distanced herself from her relationship, pretended to be unaware of her tone, and shouted angrily:

"Who are you? I don't know you, so don't talk nonsense!"

As he said that, Feng Qingcheng wanted to kick the maid away with his foot, regardless of what he had told her... The master and servant were sympathetic to sisters.

He tried to kick the maid's heart, but the force was not merciless.

Feng Qingcheng felt that the strength he used was already very strong.

However, the maid's slender body holding her thighs was not moving at all, and she even looked afraid of being kicked away and hugged her tighter.

"Miss! I am Xiaoyu, your personal maid Xiaoyu! Don't you know me anymore? How can you not know me? You said that our master and servant depend on each other for life, and we will be called sisters in the future. You are the sister, and I belong to my sister!"

The maid raised her head slightly, and the expression on her pretty little face was so accurate, sincere and sincere, without any falsehood.

The moment the maid raised her head and showed her face, during the Nanliang National Day, Feng Qingguo, the eldest daughter of the Fengyang Marquis' Mansion, almost slipped and fell off the seat.

Feng Qingguo's beautiful eyes showed a hint of horror.

It’s not because I almost fell down and the court misbehaved.

But because of this maid-

Xiaoyu!

Xiaoyu, isn’t she... dead?!

The person who ordered the person who was killed by a stick appeared here alive now. How could Feng Qingguo not be afraid?

This "Xiaoyu" is not real. Xiaoyu, who has been with Feng Qingcheng since childhood to her personal maid.

But...
Chapter completed!