"Third Miss, did you see that Concubine Jing's face turned green with anger just now? I feel so happy!" Chunxiang smiled sweetly.
There was a faint mark between Fang Qing's eyebrows, and she sighed softly, trouble was coming.
"Miss Third, what's wrong with you? You don't seem very happy." Chunxiang looked at Fang Qing, who was frowning, and asked in surprise.
Fang Qing turned his head and stared at her calmly. "It's nothing, I just have to wait a while and there are still troubles to deal with."
Trouble? Chunxiang was stunned.
"Does the third lady refer to the prince?" That's right. She was only thinking about being happy and actually forgot about Prince Ning and Yu Tianqi. "I'm sorry, third lady, it's not good that they are all slaves. If it wasn't for the slaves, the third lady wouldn't -
"Chunxiang looked guilty.
Fang Qing raised her eyes slightly, and a hint of sadness appeared on her delicate lips. "This matter has nothing to do with you. She came for me, but it hurt you, and she slapped you innocently.
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"It doesn't matter if you slap me one by one. I'm used to it anyway. It's just that the third lady stood up for me. I'm worried that Concubine Jing will definitely accuse the third lady in front of Prince Ning. When the time comes, the prince -" Prince Ning is completely biased.
Looking at Lu Yijing's past, the third lady will have to suffer again soon.
Chunxiang was worried about Fang Qing, but in the depths of Fang Qing's cold eyes, a little fire jumped up. She suddenly took action and grabbed Chunxiang's wrist.
Chunxiang was puzzled by Fang Qing's sudden move, and she exclaimed: "Miss Third, what are you—" She was a little flustered, and her eyes flickered uncertainly.
"Remember, although you are a maid, you also have the right to be respected. From now on, if someone slaps you unreasonably, you have to slap her back twice, you know?" Her eyes were sharp and cold.
Chunxiang was shocked, she whispered: "Miss Third, you——"
"If you can't shave it back, don't say that you are the maid next to me in the future, so as not to lose my face." Fang Qing stared into her eyes closely.
Raindrops seemed to float into Chunxiang's eyes. She looked at Fang Qing gratefully and her voice changed. "Miss Third."
Fang Qing let go of her hand and looked away from her misty eyes.
"When you're ready, let's go in. I think trouble is about to come." She gently raised her hand and flicked the armrest of the wheelchair.
Chunxiang nodded vigorously and took a deep breath.
"Third Miss, your servant is ready."
Chunxiang's eyes were clear, her waist was straight, and her steps were steady. Step by step, she pushed Fang Qing into the stage seat of Wangyue Tower.
As soon as they entered, they immediately attracted surprised looks from all around.
Fang Qing's expression was indifferent. She sat there as if no one else was around, looking calmly at the host table.
On the hosting stage, an elegant white figure stood there with a contented expression.
He exudes a noble and elegant temperament in every move he makes, but there is no trace of arrogance or arrogance. He is rich but not arrogant, noble but not arrogant. He just stands there calmly, without saying anything.
There is a unique temperament displayed, which makes people look at him with admiration.
Following closely behind him was the handsome and proud young man Huo Gang. Compared with his ordinary face at the moment, his handsome face did not affect him at all. He was the light source on the stage and he was the focus.
Two pretty figures, one red and one green, flew towards him from afar like the wind blowing in their faces. They put away their dancing butterflies and stood gracefully, standing three feet away from him to the left and right behind him.
Fang Qing looked at him on the stage, her eyes moved, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Qi Yan, Qi Yan, is a young man with an unparalleled face, rare ice-blue eyes, and coughing up blood. Does she still need to speculate more about his true identity?
In fact, he had unknowingly told her his true identity, Prince Qi Suye, the third prince of the Liuli Kingdom. But when she first saw him, she felt that he had a special identity and was dangerous, so she could not get close to him.
Her premonition had already told her, but no matter how she avoided it, she still couldn't get out of the wheel of fate that had been involved, just like the man sitting on the stage - Ning Wang Yu Tianqi.