Everyone in the palace was trembling, but Gu Ruojiao sat calmly without any reaction.
The eighth princess had never been so ignored before. She crossed the threshold angrily and pointed at her.
"You, get down here, princess!"
Gu Ruojiao ignored her.
Having such a bad temper at such a young age is all due to being spoiled!
The eighth princess, who was ignored, became even more angry: "How outrageous! You, okay! Someone come and drag her down for me!"
The people in Xiao Chengyu's palace looked at each other, no one dared to make a move.
The fact that their prince can keep people in this palace shows the status of this little palace maid.
Even if they were given ten courages, they would not dare to touch Gu Ruojiao.
On the other hand, the people around the Eighth Princess could not avoid the Eighth Princess becoming angry, so they took the initiative to grab Gu Ruojiao.
Seeing this, Xiao Chengyu's palace servants became anxious.
The palace servants around the eighth princess are all ruthless people. If Gu Ruojiao gets hurt, they can't afford it.
Not caring about offending the eighth princess, he quickly stepped forward to stop her.
"You can't do that. This, this is His Highness the Crown Prince's."
When the eighth princess heard this, she became angry: "What do you mean by being a prince? This person should have been my princess! Who dares to stop my princess from teaching her a lesson!"
This is for myself.
Gu Ruojiao suddenly realized.
She said that the eighth princess and Xiao Chengyu had never had anything in common, so why did she suddenly run here when Xiao Chengyu was not around?
It turned out to be for her.
Gu Ruojiao didn't think she was that important.
It is estimated that someone was gossiping behind her back, making the eighth princess feel that her things had been taken away, so she came to find trouble.
If this were the case, she would not be able to do as she wished.
Gu Ruojiao remained unmoved, sitting high on the Arhat bed and looking at the eighth princess.
This somewhat suppressed the eighth princess' arrogance.
The Eighth Princess put her hands on her hips angrily: "How arrogant, why don't you get out of here, Princess!"
Gu Ruojiao shook her head and held her face in her arms: "No."
The Eighth Princess: "You! Where are you? Drag her down quickly!"
The eighth princess's people stepped forward quickly.
Xiao Chengyu's people also tried their best to stop him.
The two parties are entangled.
The bedroom was noisy.
The eighth princess became more and more angry as she watched, and walked past the palace people to stand in front of Gu Ruojiao.
"You bastard, get out of here, princess."
"No." Gu Ruojiao retreated instead of advancing.
The eighth princess was so furious that she actually took action herself.
She stepped on the pedals to climb onto the Arhat bed.
Gu Ruojiao immediately stood up and ran to a corner to hide.
"Okay, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will make you look good!"
She was cursing and as soon as she climbed up, she saw Gu Ruojiao running towards her.
The Eighth Princess thought that the little palace maid finally knew she was afraid, so she raised her lips proudly.
"Humph, I guess you know..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Gu Ruojiao squatting down in front of him, blinking at her with big round eyes.
Not to mention, this little palace maid's pink and jade-carved eyes, with clear black and white eyes, are particularly beautiful.
The eighth princess was dumbfounded.
He suddenly reached out and opened her arm, pushing her down.
"Ouch!" The eighth princess fell to the ground, "You, you..."
When everyone saw the eighth princess falling, they were so frightened that they no longer cared about Gu Ruojiao, and they all rushed over.
But they were all pushed away by the eighth princess.
She screamed: "Damn slave, drag her out to this princess and hack her to death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from the door.
"Who do you want to kill in this palace?"
As the voice fell, a figure slowly walked in.
As soon as she saw Xiao Chengyu, Gu Ruojiao's eyes immediately filled with tears of grievance.
She opened her hands towards him, looking pitiful.
