15. How dare you be rude to your concubine?
How could she be inexplicably afraid that this slut is coming?
Under An Xin's indifferent gaze, the more Leng Yue'e was unconfident, the more angry she became, and she raised her slap and threw it at her pale face.
A strong and powerful hand tightly choked Leng Yue'e's wrist when her hand was about to touch An Xin.
Leng Yue'e raised her head in astonishment, bumped into Mo Zi's gloomy gaze, and trembled in fright: "You...... How dare you be rude to this concubine? ”
Mo Ziming's face was calm, and in the corner of his eye, An Xin sat there silently, his quiet and forbearant appearance made his heart like a knife.
He knew that she was so reluctant to swallow her anger for Chu Lingye's sake, and he also knew that she definitely didn't want him to participate in her family affairs, but how could he still watch it?
A cold byte emitted between Mo Ziming's tense thin lips: "It's not just you and me here, everyone can see clearly who is making trouble unreasonably, this is the holy land of the imperial city, even if the imperial brother of the dynasty has to act according to the law, you dare to ignore the law and act recklessly with just one princess?!" ”
"yes, this is obviously a false accusation."
"It's like, what's wrong with sitting together and having a cup of tea in public? The princess is not a human being, and she can't even see other men? ”
"Alas, it's really a kingless and nonsense!"
The surrounding tea guests pointed their fingers, Leng Yue'e was not reasonable, and just now she heard Mo Ziming call the emperor "imperial brother", thinking that he was also a royal prince and nobleman, and he didn't dare to offend again, so his tone couldn't help but soften:
"Hmph, this is a family matter in the Chu Palace, and it's not the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks, you let me go."
As she spoke, Leng Yue'e struggled to shake her wrist out of Mo Ziming's hand.
Mo Ziming listened to her tone no longer being so strong, and shook Leng Yue's hand away.
"Oops!"
Leng Yue'e took two steps back, but fortunately she was supported by Chu Jiaowan and didn't fall.
"Don't let me see you bullying Xin'er again in the future!"
His gaze was cold and majestic, and Leng Yue'e was so frightened that she didn't dare to contradict it again.
This is him Mo Ziming, usually gentle as jade, but once the person he cares about is hurt, he will immediately turn into a sharp sword, and he will stand up and protect it without hesitation.
An Xin saw Mo Ziming's fierce expression, afraid that he would do something drastic, so she got up and said, "Don't worry, Master Mo, I'll be fine." ”
"Mo Gongzi"――
Good estranged title.
His Xin'er used to call her "Brother Ziming", and now she calls him "Mo Gongzi......
Mo Ziming looked at her intently, and there was a faint hint of injury in his bright black eyes:
At this moment, there were obvious tea stains on her black hair, small face, and clothes, and he was very distressed when he saw her embarrassment, but she was so calm and meaningless.
What a woman she was so worried about.
"Princess Wu, go back to the palace with Mrs. Ben!"
Leng Yue'e knew that she couldn't please here, so she dropped a sentence and walked towards the stairs with a calm face.
An Xin was stunned for a moment and stepped to follow.
"Xin'er ......"
Mo Ziming's voice came from behind him, An Xin looked back, he was standing at the tea table, his right hand stretched out towards her, he wanted to stop her, but he didn't do it after all.
An Xin could see that the man was worried that she would be bullied when she returned to the palace.
However, she must go back, which is a common choice between her in her previous life and her in this life.
Chu Lingye in that life paid for her, and in this life, she had no hesitation in whatever she paid for him.