Mo Yunling narrowed his eyes, and after a while, his sharp eyes opened again, with a cold aura filling his body, "I apologize to my attendant."
Zhao Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then scratched his ears and said mockingly: "Did I hear you right? Apologize? With him? If this young master doesn't blame him, he should thank God and get out of the way." At the same time, he stepped forward and pushed him.
Pushing Mo Yunling,
Unexpectedly, before he could touch Mo Yunling, she grabbed his wrist with her backhand, and his bones suddenly creaked. Zhao Qingyuan turned pale with fright, "Ah..."
Mo Yunling approached Zhao Qingyuan and said word by word: "Apologise!"
Zhao Qingyuan was in unbearable pain, but he was used to being arrogant. How could he compromise so easily? He shouted at the servants beside him, "If you don't come over and save me, why do I support you?"
With this shout, everyone on the first floor turned their eyes towards me, including the few people who had just entered the Red Sleeve Building.
"There seems to be something lively going on over there." The man in brocade clothes put his hands behind his back and said to the person next to him.
"Master, it's better not to join in the fun. If the third master comes over and sees it, then..." the man next to him advised.
"Isn't Third Brother here yet?" As he said that, the man plunged into the crowd.
Mo Yunling looked at the two servants rushing over and directly pulled Zhao Qingyuan's body in front of him. The servants didn't know what to do for a moment. There were so many people on this floor that they couldn't move at all.
But Zhao Qingyuan couldn't wait any longer. He felt that his wrist was about to break. He shouted loudly: "Let me go quickly. If anything happens to me, my father will never let you go."
"Don't let me go? But now I won't let you go." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yunling raised his leg and kicked Zhao Qingyuan's knee. As soon as he let go, Zhao Qingyuan was kicked out.
He almost fell to the ground, but was caught by the servant who came over.
As soon as he stood upright, Zhao Qingyuan shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Arrest these two people."
Mo Yunling stood with her hands behind her back, blocking the front. Bi Qing was panicked, "Young Master..."
Looking at the servants who had rushed over, Mo Yunling raised the folding fan in her hand, turned around, and the crowd immediately made way for her, kicked one away, and then hit the folding fan in her hand, and another servant covered it
My head hurt, and I stood aside with pain.
Zhao Qingyuan suddenly became anxious, "You, just wait for me, I will make you look good."
As if Mo Yunling didn't hear anything, he slowly walked towards Zhao Qingyuan, raised his leg and kicked Zhao Qingyuan away.
Many of the people who came today were ministers of the DPRK. When they saw the Prime Minister being humiliated, some people immediately stood up and asked, "How can you be so bold in Kyoto?"
Mo Yunling raised her eyebrows. She tilted her head and looked at the man coldly. She was full of fat. She knew at a glance that he was not a good person. And after someone took the lead, more people stood up. Defending the Prime Minister is to defend the Prime Minister.
, they understand this well.
It seemed that he couldn't keep a low profile today. Mo Yunling flexed his muscles and said, "If you don't accept it, just come over." The people watching the excitement all backed away. It seemed that there was going to be a big battle today. The people of Hongxiu Tower
When the madam saw this situation, she didn't know what to do. These were the uncles, and she was not someone she could offend.
The few people who came forward and the servants around him immediately came towards Mo Yunling. Mo Yunling turned around and punched and kicked. However, those servants were well trained. Mo Yunling couldn't do anything in this small space.
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"Hmph, what kind of place do you think this Moyang City is, where just anyone can run wild?" One of the ministers looked at Mo Yunling and said mockingly.
"These gentlemen are so majestic, aren't they enough in the court?" The voice sounded like thunder, suddenly rising up.
