If Chang Ping had not taken action first, Yan Buhuan might not have acted too arrogantly. Her rule has always been that I will not offend others unless they offend me.
I have long disliked these two pairs of sisters. It doesn’t matter if they break up today, but they will have to smile at each other later. It’s really tiring.
Chang Ping covered his red and swollen face and looked at Chang Yin as if asking for help: "Sister——"
Chang Yin's face turned pale with anger, and she pointed a trembling finger at Yan Buhuan: "What on earth does this cheap servant have to do with you, why are you protecting her like this?"
"Bitch maid? Who are you talking about?" Mu Qingya stood up from behind Yan Buhuan and retorted with wide eyes.
Chang Yin was furious: "I'm talking about you."
Bang...the door opened.
A low, majestic voice came: "Who do you think is a cheap servant?"
Zheng Ming's appearance caught everyone off guard.
At first, he didn't think about participating because Mu Qingya told him more than once on the way here that they were all women and it would be inconvenient for him, a grown man, to poke around there.
That's why I chose to wait outside, but I couldn't wait to the left or the right, so I had no choice but to come up and have a look. Unexpectedly, I heard someone say the word "low maid" as soon as I walked to the door.
When Mu Qingya saw Zheng Ming, she was stunned for a moment. Then she turned into a wounded white rabbit with lightning speed, threw herself into Zheng Ming's arms with open arms, and choked with sobs: "Zheng Ming, she hit me."
Chang Yin and Chang Ping were immediately stunned. This person was indeed the Emperor of Zheng, but what was the relationship between this palace maid and Zheng Ming?
Zheng Ming was not in a good mood to begin with, because he didn't like to wait too long, and the anxiety of waiting could not be vented on Mu Qingya. Naturally, he could only target the culprit who delayed the time.
But what shocked him was that less than half an hour later, Mu Qingya told him that he had been beaten?
"Look, look at my face." Mu Qingya moved the beaten side closer to Zheng Ming's eyes.
Chang Ping has no martial arts skills. No matter how hard he slaps, it is impossible to hit Mu Qingya anywhere. Mu Qingya's skin is so delicate that there will be marks with the slightest touch. In the past, if Zheng Ming was a little rough, her body would appear red, swollen and bruised.
The mark of the slap was so deep now that Zheng Ming's heart suddenly tightened.
Damn it, who dares to touch his woman?
His gaze was like a sword directed at everyone present: "Who did it?"
There was no answer, but Yan Buhuan and Ni Yuxing pointed at Changping at the same time.
Chang Ping's legs softened from fright, and she almost knelt down. Chang Yin quickly supported her, and she looked at the tall man in front of her in horror.
"Prince Zheng, this is a misunderstanding. Actually..."
"I just want to know who hit her." The majestic voice did not allow anyone to disobey. Although Zheng Ming was not wearing a dragon robe, his aura was even more terrifying than that of the Jinluan Palace.
Changping collapsed completely and collapsed on the ground. Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. She covered her swollen cheeks and sobbed hastily: "Prince Zheng...I...I..."
Zheng Ming is the king of Zheng State. Not only can they not offend him, but even the emperor of Xuanyuan State has to give him some respect. Offending Zheng Ming is tantamount to becoming the enemy of the entire Zheng State. Now Xuanyuan State and Zheng State are in a tense situation.
Talking about the status, if the talks fall apart because of this matter, wouldn't they... be cautious about their sins?
Chang Yin inhaled repeatedly, and the color on her face gradually faded. If Chang Ping hadn't taken action first, Yan Buhuan might not have acted too arrogantly. Her rule has always been, I won't offend others unless they offend me.
I have long disliked these two pairs of sisters. It doesn’t matter if they break up today, but they will have to smile at each other later. It’s really tiring.
Chang Ping covered his red and swollen face and looked at Chang Yin as if asking for help: "Sister——"
Chang Yin's face turned pale with anger, and she pointed a trembling finger at Yan Buhuan: "What on earth does this cheap servant have to do with you, why are you protecting her like this?"
"Bitch maid? Who are you talking about?" Mu Qingya stood up from behind Yan Buhuan and retorted with wide eyes.
Chang Yin was furious: "I'm talking about you."
Bang...the door opened.
A low, majestic voice came: "Who do you think is a cheap servant?"
Zheng Ming's appearance caught everyone off guard.
At first, he didn't think about participating because Mu Qingya told him more than once on the way here that they were all women and it would be inconvenient for him, a grown man, to poke around there.
That's why I chose to wait outside, but I couldn't wait to the left or the right, so I had no choice but to come up and have a look. Unexpectedly, I heard someone say the word "low maid" as soon as I walked to the door.
When Mu Qingya saw Zheng Ming, she was stunned for a moment. Then she turned into a wounded white rabbit with lightning speed, threw herself into Zheng Ming's arms with open arms, and choked with sobs: "Zheng Ming, she hit me."
Chang Yin and Chang Ping were immediately stunned. This person was indeed the Emperor of Zheng, but what was the relationship between this palace maid and Zheng Ming?
Zheng Ming was not in a good mood to begin with, because he didn't like to wait too long, and the anxiety of waiting could not be vented on Mu Qingya. Naturally, he could only target the culprit who delayed the time.
But what shocked him was that less than half an hour later, Mu Qingya told him that he had been beaten?
"Look, look at my face." Mu Qingya moved the beaten side closer to Zheng Ming's eyes.
Chang Ping has no martial arts skills. No matter how hard he slaps, it is impossible to hit Mu Qingya anywhere. Mu Qingya's skin is so delicate that there will be marks with the slightest touch. In the past, if Zheng Ming was a little rough, her body would appear red, swollen and bruised.
The mark of the slap was so deep now that Zheng Ming's heart suddenly tightened.
Damn it, who dares to touch his woman?
His gaze was like a sword directed at everyone present: "Who did it?"
There was no answer, but Yan Buhuan and Ni Yuxing pointed at Changping at the same time.
Chang Ping's legs softened from fright, and she almost knelt down. Chang Yin quickly supported her, and she looked at the tall man in front of her in horror.
"Prince Zheng, this is a misunderstanding. Actually..."
"I just want to know who hit her." The majestic voice did not allow anyone to disobey. Although Zheng Ming was not wearing a dragon robe, his aura was even more terrifying than that of the Jinluan Palace.
Changping collapsed completely and collapsed on the ground. Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. She covered her swollen cheeks and sobbed hastily: "Prince Zheng...I...I..."
Zheng Ming is the king of Zheng State. Not only can they not offend him, but even the emperor of Xuanyuan State has to give him some respect. Offending Zheng Ming is tantamount to becoming the enemy of the entire Zheng State. Now Xuanyuan State and Zheng State are in a tense situation.
Talking about the status, if the talks fall apart because of this matter, wouldn't they... be cautious about their sins?
Chang Yin inhaled repeatedly, and the blood on his face gradually faded.
