His eyes were slightly cold, and he suppressed a hint of joy in his heart, and said coldly, "What are you doing here? Why, are you here to meet your fourth brother?"
She didn't speak, she was just surprised. She didn't expect that the person following her would be him.
"It seems that it is a pity that I didn't let you become husband and wife."
The joy in his heart turned to anger, his eyes narrowed, and the anger in his blood began to burn.
Mu Lingyue shivered subconsciously. As soon as he appeared, he was so sinister and strange that she couldn't figure it out at all.[
"How will you be here?"
She actually wanted to ask why he was following her.
However, if she really asked that, she would probably offend someone again.
He seemed...not in a good mood.
During this period of time, she was with Yue Ji and had no interaction with him at all.
There was no reason for her to make him angry.
But... why is she so uneasy?
Lan Qingyue was silent and looked at her intently for a while before saying in a cold voice, "Is it true that only you and your fourth brother can come to this place?"
This sinister tone, coupled with the gloomy expression on his face, is really scary for no reason.
Mu Lingyue thought about it in her mind, shook her head and said, "Of course not, this place does not belong to me, nor does it belong to His Highness. His Highness can come and come as he pleases... It has nothing to do with us at all."
us?
The two words she said casually made someone's already ugly face even more ugly.
The face that was gloomy just now suddenly turned gloomy,
A dangerous aura emanated from him. He pursed his lips, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand and walked back.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Is this what people call crazy?
She changed her face as soon as she said she would, and she didn't know what she said wrong.
The more she struggled, the faster he walked. The harder she struggled, the harder he held her wrist.
Mu Lingyue was angry and anxious, so she immediately moved her hands on him. One hand was held by him, and the other hand could still move. She raised her palm and patted him on the shoulder.[
Lan Qingyue didn't expect her to make such a move, and she wasn't prepared. She couldn't avoid the palm and hit him firmly on the shoulder.
Although she couldn't hurt him with her skill, there was still a slight pain in her shoulder.
While he was stunned, she took the opportunity to free her hand, stepped back a few steps, held her pinched red and purple wrists, and kneaded them. Her soft, bright eyes flashed with anger, "Your Highness, you are suffering from someone else's pain."
If you are angry, do you want to take it out on your slave?"
Lan Qingyue looked at her blankly, her eyes quickly filled with gloom.
Anger appeared on his handsome face, and the coldness on his body became heavier and heavier.
How dare she take action against him.
Even though this palm was insignificant to him, her palm was like scratching his heart. It wasn't very painful, but it was uncomfortable.
Seeing that he looked wrong, Mu Lingyue became panicked, turned around and ran away.
She ran very fast, not daring to look back, and ran forward as hard as she could.
The way he looked just now was as if he was going to skin her alive.
Yes, how could he not be angry?
The thing he had always regarded as a plaything actually took action against him.
How could he accept this?
She also knew the consequences of her slap, but she couldn't control it.