"Bitch, don't think that climbing into my bed will make any difference. Let me tell you, you are just the lowest bitch."
Li Ruo's pupils shrank. Could it be that Hua Wuying's organization is still divided into three, six or nine levels? Then does this maid have a higher status?
So the corner of her mouth curled up: "Xiao Cui, you do the first grade, and I do the fifteenth grade. Then you wait for me."
As soon as she finished speaking, the people beside her laughed wildly:
"Hahaha, you want to be fifteen? Bitch, you are wishful thinking. Don't forget, I sent me to monitor you. If I tell you that you want to escape, what do you think I will do?"
Li Ruo was secretly happy that she got some more news. She was about to continue talking when Xiao Cui pushed her on the shoulder.
"Why don't you leave quickly? Do you want me to wait impatiently?"
Li Ruo snorted and followed her to the front hall.
As soon as she entered the door, she was hugged by a middle-aged man: "Daughter, I miss my father so much."
Li Ruo was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the man sitting in the middle. Seeing him nodding towards her, she suddenly took action and patted the middle-aged man's back hard:
"Dad, my daughter misses you too."
The hall where there had been discussions suddenly became quiet. All eyes were focused on Li Ruo, and even the body of the person holding her stiffened.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became strange. At this time, a man wearing a fourth-grade official uniform stood up:
"Brother Wu, even if you miss your daughter, don't hold on to her. As the saying goes, a married daughter throws water. You can see that the prince is waiting impatiently up there."
Wu Shuwu, the Minister of Rites, smiled coquettishly, and then let go of his hands, but when he did, the person in her arms wouldn't let go: "Father, let my daughter hold her again."
After the words fell, the hall became quiet for a moment and even the sound of breathing could be vaguely heard, but Li Ruo was hesitating, should he take the bulging thing in his arms, thinking about where to put it if he took it?
"Good daughter, let go of daddy."
Wu Shuwu had cold sweat streaming down his head. He began to push the person holding her. Liruo gritted his teeth and decided to hold on to her the next time they met, so he let him go. Unexpectedly, Wu Shuwu became more and more anxious this time.
But he just used a lot of force.
Li Ruo exclaimed, unable to stand for a moment and fell back. She immediately closed her eyes and heard a bang. Hey, it wasn't as painful as she thought. Fortunately, the carpet in Prince Fu's Mansion was thicker.
After she finished speaking, she touched it casually.
"Woman, where are you holding your hands?"
A familiar voice sounded in her ears. Li Ruo slowly opened her eyes, and a face full of anger came into view. She blinked at him vigorously and gently stroked his thigh to calm him down.
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Sikong Xuan felt that Madam Die Ji was very familiar to her from the moment he entered the door. From his angle, he could just see Li Ruo's hesitant hand just now, and he immediately confirmed his thoughts. This woman actually broke into Prince Fu's Mansion alone, and now she actually
Even disguised as Wu Die Ji, his anger rose. After receiving the signal from her eyes, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
Li Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up with a dry smile and quickly sat down to the side.
"Die Ji..." A gentle voice came, and Li Ruo raised her head subconsciously, and she saw a flash of viciousness in his eyes.