Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

  Chapter 88 Pressing Step by Step

   King Zhan glanced at Wu Ya, who was subconsciously nervous, and smiled coldly: "Which family's servant are you? How dare you talk about the palace privately, how bold! Come on—"

   "King Zhan forgive me!" Wu Ya was boneless, so frightened that her knees went weak, she knelt down, and she said with a mournful face and trembling: "Slave, slave is the maid Wu Ya next to His Royal Highness King Yong!"

  The King of War gave a "sneer" smile, raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously, "Crow? Even if the cousin of this king is not good, he will not give such an unlucky name to the people around him, and you will not pick up good things if you lie."

  Shen Liangwei brothers and sisters couldn't help laughing secretly.

  Shen Liangwei couldn't help but glanced at him quickly, thinking that he didn't know that His Highness the King of War was so unforgiving.

   Wu Ya's face was flushed with shame, but how could she dare to fight against the King of War? I had to endure the shame and anger and forced a slight smile: "Hui, Hui, Your Highness, the slave's name is Wu Ya, elegant Ya, not Wu, Crow. The slave is really the maid of the palace next to His Royal Highness King Yong. I have seen you before, you are the master, naturally, naturally do not remember slaves and servants"

  The King of War sneered: "Elegant Ya? That's not as good as a crow!" Is it too embarrassing to say elegant? Or crow is more appropriate.

   Shen Liangwei couldn't help but smile.

   King Zhan looked at Wu Ya up and down, with a lazy expression: "Forget it, I don't think you dare to lie. If you say that, this king will treat you as a member of Jinghuai's residence."

   Wu Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly laughed: "His Royal Highness the King of War is wise."

But the King of War sneered again: "Don't be in a hurry to beat the horse, this king asks you, since you are the handmaiden of Prince Yong's mansion, why are you pestering Second Miss Shen? Do you want to ask Second Miss Shen to speak alone? About the Prince Yong's mansion? Hmmm ?What do you want to do?"

   Wu Ya's face turned white, but it was black in front of her eyes, and she barely fainted.

   This is too heartless!

   The meaning of the words of the King of War is unclear. There are countless ways to interpret them, and countless ways are not good for her. Even enough to take her life!

   "No, no! Your Highness War King, you misunderstood, there is no slave maid, slave maid, slave maid."

  The King of War was so relaxed, looking at her with a half-smile, Wu Ya was going crazy in a hurry, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how to explain it at all.

   She looked at Shen Liangwei subconsciously, hoping that Shen Liangwei could remember who she was so she could explain it to her.

   However, Shen Liangwei didn't notice her eyes at all, didn't even look at her.

The war king's eyes flashed across the edge, but Jun's face had a kind smile and a gentle tone: "Misunderstanding? No? Oh, then you explain it, this king gave you a chance to explain, but what did you say? Wu Ya , You are not too timid, how dare you sell the news of the palace to the Shen family? Second Young Master Shen, your Shen family is not too timid."

"Your Highness must not make this joke!" Shen Hongxun was taken aback and said sternly: "The minister's family would not dare to do this even if they had eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard. The Shen family intends to inquire, and it should be the Shen family who took the initiative to find Miss Wuya, so how could it be Miss Wuya who is looking for our Shen family again and again?"

"That's reasonable," Zhan Wang smiled, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, frivolous and charming, and looked at Wu Ya again: "Wuya, what else do you have to say? Huh? Oh, this king understands, Could it be that the cousin of this king intends to befriend the Shen family, so he made you act like this? He is still so unreliable, hiding his head and showing his tail, and sending a maid to come forward, this is too—"

   (end of this chapter)