"Yun Qianran! Don't give me too much! Do you think it's enough for Prince Mo to protect you? You pretend to be crazy and stupid. The old lady must know sooner or later. At that time, even if you cry and beg me, I will not save you." Zi Yuan was so angry that she pointed at Yun Qianran's nose and threatened.

When Yun Qianran heard this, he glanced at her and said lazily: "I said you can't wait that day. First, he insulted me, and then pointed at me with his finger. As a concubine, and he was a concubine who had never been a formal wife, it would be unfair to die ten or eight times. Butler, are you right?" Yun Qianran said sternly.

Upon hearing this, the butler nodded quickly: "It's the princess. If you want to, anyone in this royal palace can sink Ziyuan's concubine's room to the pond."

Listening to the butler and Yun Qianran sing together, Zi Yuan became popular: "What a Yun Qianran, what a steward in the palace! We are not finished today's business!" After the woman finished speaking, she ran out of the palace regardless of whether she was wearing a wedding dress that was about to get married.

Judging from the situation, it was probably because I went back to the palace to complain.

However, even if you complain about Yun Qianran, you are not afraid. Anyway, Prince Mo had already said that madness will be committed only if you are stimulated, and you will not commit it normally. There are too many places to use this sentence.

"Miss, I have to report it if I have something to do." Cuizhu, who had been silent all the time, finally walked forward and said respectfully.

"What else?" Yun Qianran frowned. There was enough things today. First, Feng Suiyi, and then the concubine came in. He even greeted the old lady in the morning. Now there is still something to do?

Seeing Yun Qianran frowning, Cui Zhu was helpless and spread her hands open, only to see a few words written on it: "Super the final kill."

"Well! Who wrote this for you?" Yun Qianran coughed embarrassedly, thinking of something bad.

"I was just restrained by the palace guards and didn't pay attention, but when I was released, I already had the words on my hands. Miss, what does this mean? If I remember correctly, the kill seems to be."

"Shh!" Yun Qianran looked serious, covered the little maid's mouth, and then took the little maid back to the room.

After returning to his room, Yun Qianran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Cuizhu looked at Yun Qianran with confusion.

When Yun Qianran heard this, she sighed. This sentence was a long time since she used a trick to steal a weapon that was not her, but after a mistake, the weapon was very practical.

Five years ago, the kill was successfully cast. Yun Qianran forced and tempted him, and even snatched him directly. Finally, he took advantage of the owner of the killer's killer's fault. From then on, the killer became her weapon.

But since then, every year, she would meet the master who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the

Yun Qianran was very melancholy. At this moment, outside the door of the Yewang Mansion, a man in a fiery red robe and red eyes stood at the door. The man looked so delicate that he was so skillful, with his eyebrows and eyes. He looked at the closed door and looked at the guard beside him. His thin lips curled up a playful smile and spoke lightly to the guard: "May I ask, do you need a long-term worker here?"
Chapter completed!