The pink pleated skirt brings out the liveliness of the little princess, but she is more unruly and unreasonable.
Her face is like a hibiscus, her eyes are bright and her teeth are white, and her whole body looks gorgeous and attractive.
She has the appearance of a lady from a wealthy family.
The one who works is in the form of a shrewd and willful young lady.
At this moment, the little princess was holding a whip in her hand, and the whip as thick as two thumbs was wrapped around the little princess's wrist.
He looked like, "Whoever dares to mess with me will be dead."
At this time, the little princess ignored the advice of Butler Zhang beside her and stared straight at Yun Luoxue with a pair of starry eyes.
Wearing a tight-fitting plain-colored outfit, coupled with Luo Xue's demeanor as cold as snow.
The two form a sharp contrast.
One is bright, the other is plain, one is hot and the other is cold.
However, the temperaments exuded by the two people are completely different from each other.
The former is like a rich young lady who has never seen the world, she is domineering and willful, and acts wantonly.
The latter, on the other hand, is aloof and treats others coldly. It seems that no one dares to approach him.
"You -" Qian Moyan pointed his hand and looked at Yun Luoxue with a very rude tone: "Are you brother Qingcheng's fiancée? The future little princess?"
"You -" Qian Moyan pointed his hand and looked at Yun Luoxue with a very rude tone: "Are you brother Qingcheng's fiancée? The future little princess?"
Qian Moyan is fifteen years old this year and lives in an official family. She looks a full head taller than thirteen-year-old Xiao Luoxue.
Yun Luoxue folded her hands on her chest, looking like a little adult, "Yes, how about it?"
Without caring about Qian Moyan's identity, Yun Luoxue's tone of voice was more arrogant than Qian Moyan's.
When Qian Moyan heard Yun Luoxue's arrogant words, his face suddenly became angry: "How dare a little rich kid to be so arrogant, are you..."
Before Qian Moyan finished speaking, Xiaoya couldn't stand it anymore.
She would not allow anyone to disrespect Yun Luoxue.
Taking a step forward, Xiaoya stood in front of Yun Luoxue with a protective posture.
Looking at Qian Moyan, Xiaoya was not afraid of her identity: "Princess, please be merciful.
The princess is already the prince's fiancée, and can also be regarded as the princess's sister-in-law. Please also ask the princess to be polite to the princess.
Don’t let the people in Kyoto see this joke.”
Xiaoya took out Qian Mo Qingcheng's identity and told Qian Moyan clearly that Yun Luoxue was now the future mistress of the palace.
A princess should be polite to the princess.
Qian Moyan's eyebrows immediately stood up, and a strong anger flashed on his delicate face.
The whip swung and struck towards Xiaoya's body.
Yun Luoxue looked at the figure in front of her, feeling a warm current in her heart.
He was distracted for a moment.
With the sound of 'snap--', a frightening whip mark fell on Xiaoya's left shoulder.
The original pale pink maid uniform was torn apart by the whip marks.
Blood slowly seeped out.
Rendered on a pink dress, it looks extremely dazzling.
"Who are you? How dare you speak to this princess..."
As he spoke, he swung the whip at Xiaoya again.
Yunluo Xuefeng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, she turned around and grabbed the oncoming whip.
With a little bit of strength in her hand, she flipped over and the whip was pulled over by Yun Luoxue.
At the same time, Qian Moyan's body leaned forward with such force that he fell to the ground.
"Who are you? How dare you hurt my people in front of me? Who gave you the courage to act so presumptuously in front of me?"