Ziying's face was red and her ears were red.

The eldest lady actually called her a dog!

Ye Linglong's face became even heavier.

Isn't it necessary to beat a dog?

It depends on the owner to beat a dog!

Have you asked her, the master, for agreeing?!

Ye Linglong's beautiful little face was stained with haze, "Sister..."

"As what Biluo just demonstrated to you, I'll say what you have to say after you see the gift." Fenghua sat down on the round stool next to the Eight Immortals table, with the hem of the plain dress touching the ground.

Ye Chenxiang had been on a hunger strike for nearly three days and was so weak that she felt dizzy after standing for a while. Even if she had just eaten half a bowl of white porridge to replenish her physical fitness, she had to sit down in time.

Otherwise, I accidentally shake my body a few times—

Yes, I failed to show off and all my previous efforts were ruined.

Fenghua casually pointed his fingertips on the Eight Immortals' desktop, and urged slightly impatiently: "Well, why don't you hurry up?"

“…”

Ye Linglong is now the future Crown Princess of the East Palace who was personally ordered by the emperor to marry. She claims that she has a different identity and is more noble than Ye Chenxiang, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's House. How could she salute her humble again?

Ye Linglong was holding her heart to her anger and said vaguely: "Actually, there is nothing to tell my sister. My sister suddenly remembered that His Royal Highness had asked me to enjoy the lanterns during the Flower Festival. My grandmother asked the tailor of Nishangfang to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to make me two clothes."

Speaking of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, a evident pride flashed through Ye Linglong's voice. She whispered her word and deliberately ridiculed: "In this way, my sister will not disturb my sister's rest for now. I also asked my sister to take good care of her health at home. After all, my sister will marry into the Ghost King's Mansion in the future."

As soon as the three words "Ghost King's Mansion" came out, Ye Linglong's personal maid Ziying couldn't help but change her face.

It can be seen that the legendary ghost king Ying Ye, whose face is as ferocious as a ghost, killed nine fiancées, indeed made the world afraid of talking about it and feared!

Ye Linglong smiled proudly.

Ye Chenxiang, who would rather go on a hunger strike than marry the Ghost King, should have hit her pain point?

pity……

Ye Linglong did not see any trace of sudden changes in the girl's face.

The delicate and white face still had no frown, as if marrying the ghost king Yingye was not a terrible thing for her.

...How is that possible?

Ye Linglong bit her lip.

Fenghua poured himself a cup of hot tea, picked it up and served it to his lips, and had a meal.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Linglong.

"Are you leaving?" Her red lips exuded a little cold and lazy smile: "Wait for me to invite you to tea? Or do you want to make up for the etiquette before leaving?"

"..." Ye Linglong turned around, "Zi Ying, let's go."

Looking at Ye Linglong's back, Fenghua narrowed her eyes lazily and took a sip of tea.

Biluo pounced on her, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed: "Wow, Miss, you were so awesome just now, and the second lady couldn't speak at all. I think she must be so angry in her heart."

Ye Linglong, who has not yet walked away: "..."

He was so angry that his whole body trembled.

Ziying looked timid and shouted: "Miss."

Useless stuff!

Ye Linglong looked at her and felt even more angry when she saw Ziying showing a submissive expression. Her beautiful little face was expressionless, she withdrew her gaze and accelerated her pace.

Ziying kept up silently.

But I feel wronged.
Chapter completed!