Lan Shengxue stepped out and sat down dignifiedly.
Qingliu Feng also took advantage of the situation and sat down.
At this time, Ling Xing was approaching and replaced the hot water with new tea.
Lan Shengxue looked at the woman in front of her. She was cold, silent, expressionless, and she looked like an icy beauty.
Han Yefei and Qingliu Feng have long been accustomed to seeing each other.
Han Yefei saw the two of them sitting down and saw Ling Xing cleaning up here, so he asked, "Ling Xing, is the priest back?"
"I don't know, I don't know." Ling Xing replied without saying anything else.
"Then have you seen the priest?" Han Yefei seemed to be a little bored after sitting here for a long time.
Moreover, when the priest summoned them, he didn't know what to do, so he was inevitably a little confused in his heart.
"I have never seen the priest before."
He still looked cold and indifferent. If Lan Shengxue didn't know the identity of Wu Nu, I'm afraid if outsiders saw this, they would think that Ling Xing was the master.
"Never seen it?" Han Yefei was slightly surprised, "Lingxing, didn't the priest ask you to come here? Why, you have never seen the priest?"
"I don't know why the priest asked me to come down, but the emperor only asked me to entertain the three of you well. I can't say more about the rest."
Han Yefei's face looked a little confused. Ling Xing had never seen the priest since he came here?
Lan Shengxue took a sip of tea, and a smile appeared on her lips. Ling Xing had a strong temperament, and she was definitely not wrong about this.
Being strong also has its advantages, being tight-lipped, doing what you should do, and never doing what you shouldn't do.
However, for some reason, when she looked at Ling Xing, she felt that something was not right. She was strong and cold, but there seemed to be something strange about her.
She couldn't tell whether this woman made her feel good or bad, but she always felt awkward.
Ling Xing had almost finished cleaning up. She lowered her head and looked at the sky. It was time.
She took out a khaki animal skin roll from her sleeve, stretched it out, and said ruthlessly: "Please Third Prince and Young Master Qing, please leave."
Han Yefei and Qing Liufeng looked at each other and saw the confusion in their eyes.
"What's the meaning?"
"what's the situation?"
Qing Liufeng and Han Yefei asked one after the other.
Ling Xing didn't look at anyone, and looked directly at the bamboo forest in front of him, "Please Third Prince and Young Master Qing, please leave."
Lan Shengxue said nothing from beginning to end, and didn't even bother to look at Ling Xing.
Han Yefei couldn't sit still, couldn't watch anymore, and couldn't help it anymore. He slapped the table and stood up, staring at Ling Xing with a gloomy face, "Ling Xing, don't forget, you are just
You are a little warrior girl, but you are not the queen mother! See your identity clearly, and don’t think that I dare not touch you. If you anger me, I will kill you!"
On the way here today, I was in a bad mood because I had a quarrel with Jin Feixi, but now I was completely irritated by Ling Xing's attitude.
At first, he could just look past it, but now, does Ling Xing really think that her status as a warrior girl is supreme?
He even chose to ignore his questions. How presumptuous!
Ling Xing obviously didn't expect Han Yefei to make such a move.
She looked at Han Yefei, her eyes cold, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
Han Yefei snorted, "Are you angry? What qualifications does a little warrior girl have to show off in front of this king?"