Chapter 15 Banquet without a good banquet (3)

"Boldly worrying about the moon in Anling, how dare you despise the emperor." Ning Jingxian shouted, "Cuizhu..."

"Sister, why are you making such a fuss? Shouyue is just discussing the matter, Seventh Prince, can we go out?" She looked at Tuobachen who had been silent all along, but she couldn't understand his leisurely look of being indifferent.

Obviously, he acquiesced.

This man is a very bad man. He likes to fight, and he enjoys the process of watching a play. If she and Ning Ningxian fight today, he will not only be painless, but also watch it as a play.

Such a man is a man who doesn't care about anyone. The bloodthirsty in his ass is stronger than she imagined. If he has no ability, he will definitely kick people away mercilessly.

She has seen through the coldness in his bones.

"Madam Anling, Madam Ning is talking to you." Cuizhu interrupted forcefully.

"Then Green Bamboo Maid, I'm talking to the Seventh Prince, how dare you interrupt, come and slap me!" An Ling Chouyue's voice was colder than Green Bamboo's.

Cui Zhu glanced nervously at the Seventh Prince, seeing that he didn't intend to reprimand her, she became more courageous, "I'm not wrong, why should I slap my mouth."

Anling Chouyue could see that Cuizhu had a certain status among the servants, seeing how she was about to become arrogant, she smiled coldly, "Just because I am Mrs. Anling, I am your master."

After the words fell, there were only two loud bangs, and then... Cui Zhu's face turned red and swollen.

Cuizhu stood there in shock, when did that bitch Anling make a move... With her weak body, when did she have such quick skills?Such a change in just one month?
An Lingchouyue raised her hand, and a fine silver needle shone coldly between her fingers, "This thin needle is indeed a good thing, if it sticks into a person's flesh, the wound won't be big, but it will be very painful. , Sister Ning has used it to punish many people, presumably the executor is Cuizhu's maidservant. It is a rare opportunity, why not let Cuizhu pay for it..."

Without waiting for Cuizhu to dodge, before Ning Ningxian could open her mouth, An Lingchouyue pierced Cuizhu's face with a single needle, and in an instant, only a shrill scream was heard.

"what--"

Outside the main house, a few servants had been waiting and watching. Seeing that Cui Zhu was in such miserable pain, the servants who were bullied by her felt relieved.

This Cui Zhu relied on Tranquility and Xian to be favored, domineering in the mansion, was mean to them, and beat them every now and then... I have long since disliked her.

The bitch Anling used to be like a mouse in the mansion, everyone yelled and scolded him when he crossed the street, but now it looks like he is going to turn around.

The servants look at me, I look at you, and decided to re-evaluate the sidelines during the night's rest. According to them, this temper-changing An Lingchouyue is more reliable...

"Seventh Prince, if you don't want to go back to Anling Mansion with me, then just send someone to take me back." She said coldly, bypassing the weeping Cui Zhu.

"Chouyue's skills have improved a lot, but you only practice speed without internal strength, how long can you show off?"

"Don't bother the Seventh Prince. Are you going to continue talking nonsense here?"

He left Ning Ningxian's side, raised his hand, and a man around 30 years old walked outside the house, "Master, the carriage is ready."

That person had no expression on his face, his eyes seemed to only accommodate Tuoba Chen, and he never squinted at anyone other than his master.

Loyalty is the only view that An Lingchouyue feels in him.

(End of this chapter)

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