"Mo Xiaohuan, as long as you bow your head and admit your mistake to the lonely king, the lonely king can be given a lighter punishment." Yu Beiming took a deep breath and squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
"Lower your head and admit your mistake? I'm right, why should I admit my mistake!" Mo Xiaohuan was even more angry at his words.
She, Mo Xiaohuan, was absolutely right. There was no way for her to admit her mistake!
"Mo Xiaohuan, don't think that you can do whatever you want if the lonely king gives you favor!" Yu Beiming was so angry that he even stepped down for her. This damn woman didn't appreciate it.
"Yu Beiming, let me tell you, you are trying to inflict a crime, so why bother? If you want to kill or cut me up, I will do whatever you want!" Mo Xiaohuan also has a bad temper and is completely incompatible with Yu Beiming.
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The maids who stepped aside saw that something was wrong this time, so they winked and asked the maid standing at the door of the palace to call someone.
Of course, the person invited is the best choice, and Mr. Fufeng is also the best choice.
"Well, Mo Xiaohuan, there is no such thing as a lonely king in your eyes." Yu Beiming was so angry that he gritted his teeth and grabbed Mo Xiaohuan's neck with one hand.
Mo Xiaohuan didn't struggle at all, she closed her eyes and let him do whatever he wanted.
When Yu Beiming saw Mo Xiaohuan actually closing his eyes, his heart became more and more angry. He felt that this woman had really tortured him too hard!
Well, since she doesn't care if he takes her life, then what she cares about most...
Yu Beiming suddenly let go of her with one hand, turned to catch a maid, pinched her neck with one hand, and said coldly and harshly: "Mo Xiaohuan, I don't believe that I can't let you bow your head and admit your mistake."
The maid who was suddenly stopped by Yu Beiming turned pale in fright, her whole body stiffened, she was so scared that she forgot to shed tears, and she held her breath and did not dare to breathe.
When the other maids saw that he suddenly caught someone, they were so frightened that they all knelt down and lowered their heads.
Mo Xiaohuan, who was suddenly let go by Yu Beiming, fell to the ground. He lowered his head and coughed hard several times. He stroked his neck with one hand and frowned.
"Mo Xiaohuan, do you admit that you were wrong?" Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan who fell to the ground, his voice became a little colder, and his hand on the maid's neck became a little harder.
"Help...help..." The maid was surrounded by fear and struggled to squeeze out a few words, breathing air with her mouth wide open.
Mo Xiaohuan heard the maid's weak voice and quickly raised her head to look at Yu Beiming, her eyes suddenly widened.
"Yu Beiming, you are still not a gentleman. What is the difference between you and a despicable villain?" Mo Xiaohuan jumped up, tears filling her eyes.
Even if she lost her life, Mo Xiaohuan never shed tears, but when she saw an innocent person being pinched by Yu Beiming, her tears blurred her eyes.
"Mo Xiaohuan, the lonely king has never said that the lonely king is a gentleman, so how can he say that he is a despicable villain?" Yu Beiming's eyes became wet when he saw her beautiful eyes, and the anger in his heart became a little more intense.
Mo Xiaohuan is not even afraid of losing his own life, but he is afraid that a slave will die in his hands
She actually pities her slaves more than herself. Is she stupid?
"Yu Beiming, let her go quickly!" Mo Xiaohuan rushed over and tried to pry away his hand that was holding the maid, but she was not as strong as him at all.
Yu Beiming only pushed her gently, and Mo Xiaohuan backed away.
"Mo Xiaohuan, you actually disobeyed the Solitary King for the sake of a slave. Where did you put the Solitary King's prestige?" Yu Beiming's hand became stronger.
The maid's face slowly turned red, and she was getting closer to Purple