"As you said, you have been pretending to be a famous lady for more than ten years. Does Di Qianmo like you?".

"Man, don't bark like a dog in front of me." He turned the ball into a long stick with random hands, "I have a dog-beating stick in my hand!".

Qiuqiu: "..".

I'm lying on my back.

Manyu had never seen Beibei use magic, and always thought that she was just an ordinary woman with no power to restrain a chicken like herself, so he dared to find trouble in front of her several times. Now he saw her turning the mink into a thorn.

Stick's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"You, you know magic?" She took a few steps back and barely stood still.

Beibei Feng Danyun Qing said, "I know a few small spells, which is enough to deal with a mad dog."

Manyu was stunned for a moment, then became angry and said, "Nan Lisheng, who do you think is a mad dog?".

Beibei had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were dead, "Oh, I'm sorry, I said it wrong.".

Manyu was stunned.

"You are said to be a mad dog, but the mad dog is not willing to do it." She looked annoyed that she had said the wrong thing, "How could I tarnish the reputation of the mad dog like this? Qingzhi, why didn't you remind me."

The corners of Qingzhi's mouth twitched and she quickly agreed, "Princess, Qingzhi must pay attention next time."

Manyu's face turned livid, and the anger in her chest suddenly jumped up to her head. She lost all reason and rushed towards Beibei like a madman.

How could it be Beibei's turn to take matters into her own hands when it came to such a small matter? Qingzhi could not even move her fingers casually, which a woman of Manyu's level could not handle.

So she was pinned to the ground in front of Beibei. Even at this point, she still wanted to make trouble with Beibei regardless of life or death.

"Nan Lisheng, I am the concubine given to my cousin by the Emperor. How dare you try to attack me!".

Beibei waved her hand to Qingzhi to let go of her, but Qingzhi disagreed, "Princess...".

"Let her go.".

Although Qingzhi was not happy, she obeyed her words and looked as reluctant as possible.

Beibei put down the ball, personally helped Manyu up from the ground, and then stretched out his hand to help Manyu bounce off the dust bit by bit under everyone's incredible gaze.

"I'm so sorry." She blinked, looking guilty.

Only then did Manyu react, thinking that she was finally scared. She raised her chin little by little and mocked, "Nan Lisheng, do you know you are afraid now? It's too late, unless you kneel down and apologize to me first."

Beibei was still smiling. She clasped her hands in her fists and bowed slightly, "You have a lot."

"Princess!".

"Ali!".

Qingzhi and Qiuqiu spoke angrily, almost unable to believe that Ali would apologize to Manyu.

Manyu also found it unbelievable. She reacted and was about to laugh, but was staggered by a slap from the roaring way.

Qingzhi and Qiuqiu exclaimed in shock.

Beibei threw her hands away and angrily accused her, "Your face actually hurt my hand from slapping it. Man, do you want me to spare you? Okay, unless you kneel down and apologize to me."

The ball had just returned to its spherical shape, and its head was very dizzy. Suddenly, it heard Beibei say such a sentence, and it was so dizzy that it threw its legs in the air, exposing its round belly and grinning from ear to ear.
Chapter completed!