Marry instead, favor the first princess

Chapter 47
In Nuo Da's room, only Ming Yue and Zhao Meier were left.

She went forward to close the door tightly with her own hands, and looked back at Zhao Meier who was looking smug, and Mingyue felt a chill in her heart... Are you deliberately looking for trouble?She has not been reduced to the point of being slaughtered!
Since it will be hard to live sooner or later, before that...no one should think about ease!
"To make amends, my sister pours tea for my sister here..."

Walking back in front of Zhao Meier, Mingyue deliberately said in a flattering tone.

"Then... it's time for Sister Lao!"

Zhao Meier looked at the ugly face of Mingyue in front of her with an arrogant attitude that should be taken for granted, and ridicule and disdain flashed across her eyes.

The moment Mingyue handed the tea to Zhao Meier and left her hand, the next moment there was a crisp cracking sound.

Zhao Meier was obviously taken aback by this accident, subconsciously raised her head and looked at the bright moon in front of her.

Before Zhao Meier could react, Mingyue reached out and held her wrist tightly, with such force that Zhao Meier cried out in pain.

"You can't even handle the tea my concubine pours, so what's the use of your swordsmen?"

Mingyue spoke slowly in the tone that Zhao Meier taught Hongxiu just now, the smile on her face became cold little by little.

Zhao Mei'er looked at Mingyue in disbelief, her thoughts were so thoughtful that she understood what was going on in an instant.

Originally, she thought that Murong Mingyue finally bowed her head to her, but in fact, she was just for the counterattack at this moment... No wonder she would rather get beaten herself than protect that sword maid last time, but she just ignored her just now; as for pouring tea for her herself , In fact, it fell to the ground on purpose!

"It's just a cup of tea, why should my sister be so fussy! It seems that my sister seems to be in a bad mood, so I won't bother you any more..."

Zhao Meier said something with a tactful smile, and gradually put away her smile after seeing that Mingyue had no intention of letting go.

"Now that no one is present, do you still want to act?"

Mingyue said coldly with no expression on her face, and her eyes inadvertently fell on Zhao Meier's protruding belly... There was a trace of unbearable in her eyes, and after a while, she finally let go of Zhao Meier's arm with a slight wave of her hand.

After she was free, Meier took a few steps back, lowered her head to look at the large red marks on her wrists, a look of viciousness appeared on her face... Ever since she was redeemed by the prince from the brothel, she has never been subjected to such humiliation!

"Sword... man, you still want to fight this concubine... what do you think you are?"

Zhao Meier simply returned to her original appearance, her delicate face was filled with contempt and irony.

The corners of Mingyue's mouth twitched slightly for Zhao Meier's sudden and completely different attitude. Recalling the reason why Meng Die taught Hongxiu last time, she suddenly felt a little impatient... Women in ancient times, even the way of finding fault is exactly the same !
From the very beginning, she was never seen by Huangfu Yu, but she still came to make trouble time and time again... Just for the mere title of princess, is it necessary to do this?
It's a pity that she, Mingyue, is not someone who just sits and waits to die!

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes to look at Xing Meier, who was full of demonstrations, and walked a few steps forward to reach her side, with a smile on his lips: "Dare to ask, are you sure that the lord really loves you?"

Zhao Meier was taken aback for a moment, and then her face was full of complacency: "My lord naturally loves me, so is it possible that he still loves you, a swordsman?"

Mingyue raised her eyebrows slightly, hummed a word in a suspicious tone, and added a sentence with a chuckle at the end: "If this is the case, then what position does Murong Xian occupy in the heart of the prince?"

(End of this chapter)