Chapter Seventy-Six: Just a Complaint

The face is like a crown of jade, and the sword eyes are starry. Leaning lazily on the bed, the luxurious temperament exuded by him was incompatible with the humble rooms around him.

If it's not Zewang Beichang, who is it?

Wuguo was already surprised, there was no surprise on her face, this thing had to come to sleep every day, she was used to it.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Uncle Bei saw Wuguo's cheeks red and swollen at first glance, and asked out loud.

The eyeballs slowly turned, Wuguo was worried about how to find Long Weijiao for revenge, isn't it a good opportunity now?

Wuguo thought that Uncle Bei appeared just right, she had just been angry with Long Weijiao during the day, so it was better to take this opportunity to go up and sue directly, so as to kill Long Weijiao's sharp spirit.

Thinking like this in his heart, Wuguo pounced on the complaint without saying a word: "Lord Wang, this is Long Weijiao!" ”

"Oh?" Song Chaoyang's face did not change, and he pretended to be puzzled and said, "Why did she beat you." ”

Speaking of this Wuguo, he was angry, "The princess's courtyard is in ruins, there is nothing to eat, Gu Lan and I went to the kitchen to get some food, but we were bumped into by Long Weijiao." Not only did she not give me food, but she slapped me in front of everyone. ”

As he spoke, Wuguo deliberately covered his red and swollen cheeks, lowered his eyes, and pretended to be very weak: "Lord Wang, you have to make the decision for me!" ”

No matter what Long Weijiao says, she is also the concubine of Ze Wangfu, the general's mansion of her mother's family, and her identity background is not comparable to that of a little maid in the palace.

If Wuguo wants to trouble Long Weijiao, it can be said that it is difficult to reach the sky. If Uncle Bei can come forward to teach Long Weijiao a lesson for himself, then things will be much easier.

When Uncle Bei heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but his face was always unfazed.

He looked at Wuguo and asked, "How do you want me to make decisions for you?" ”

Wuguo thought for a while, "Of course, it is to treat others in the way of others." ”

The implication is to let Uncle Bei come forward and use Long Weijiao's methods to deal with her today, and then punish Long Weijiao a few more times.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Bei changed his words: "But, why did this king come forward to teach her a lesson for you?" ”

He changed his sitting posture, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, and said lazily: "Long Weijiao is the concubine of this king, and she is the daughter of the general's mansion. And you're just a little girl, why do you think this king will come forward for you? ”

Hearing this, Wuguo crossed his waist and said unjustifiably: "Just let me warm the bed for you!" ”

Uncle Bei: "......"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he almost choked on the tea.

changed the lazy and luxurious appearance just now, and deliberately said viciously: "Warm the bed? Wuguo, do you think too highly of yourself. The affairs of the backyard are between you women, and this king does not bother to participate in peace at all. ”

Now Wuguo understands it, and to put it mildly, Uncle Bei just doesn't want to come forward to teach Long Weijiao a lesson for him. With so many excuses, he must be biased towards Long Weijiao.

So her delicate and pitiful appearance just now disappeared from her face in an instant, and for this kind of man who was obsessed with lust, Wuguo only felt angry.

Whoever she loves, she doesn't serve anymore!

Wuguo directly pushed the door open, made a gesture of please, and said with a smile: "Since the prince dislikes me so much, my small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha." ”

“…… What do you mean? Uncle Bei had never been said like this, and he looked at Wuguo in disbelief for a while.

This time, Wuguo didn't even smile, pulled a face, and said bluntly: "What I mean is, please leave my room." ”

She added: "Immediately, immediately. ”

After half a ring, the guards guarding the subordinate room watched in shock as their master was pushed out.

When it was over, the slender and white hand shook at them: "Slow down and don't send it." ”

Uncle Bei's face was very ugly, and his eyes swept unkindly, the guards who witnessed him being pushed out by Wuguo.

The guards stared at each other in fright, and hurriedly looked away to minimize their presence.

"Lord Wang, where are we going to rest next?"

In the face of Uncle Bei's murderous eyes, one of the guards asked tremblingly.

After a moment of silence, Uncle Bei turned around and left.

The guards didn't dare to come out, so they hurriedly followed him and walked towards the courtyard where Long Weijiao was.

Tonight, I couldn't wait for Uncle Bei to be lucky, Long Weijiao wanted to sleep, but he didn't expect the maid at the door to come in and report: "Madam, the prince is coming to us." ”

"Really?" Long Weijiao's face was happy, and she hurriedly asked the maid to groom and dress her up.

The door was pushed open at this time, and the tall figure of Uncle Bei appeared at the door, a pair of deep eyes looked around the room, and said in a low voice: "Go out." ”

When the maids heard this, they hurriedly turned around and went out, leaving only Song Chaoyang and Long Weijiao in the house.

Long Weijiao thought that Uncle Bei wanted to spend the Spring Festival with her, so she retreated, and couldn't help showing shyness on her face, and said angrily: "Lord Wang, you are too anxious." ”

Uncle Bei didn't want to talk too much nonsense with her, so he got straight to the point: "Today, the princess's maid went to the kitchen to get food, but you stopped her?" ”

Long Weijiao was stunned for a moment, deliberately pretending to not know anything, biting her lip and saying aggrievedly: "The concubine doesn't know what the prince is talking about, why does the prince misunderstand the concubine like this?" ”

"Heh," Uncle Bei sneered, "You personally let people slap that maid, how could you not know what this king is talking about." Whether this king misunderstood you or not, find someone to ask. ”

He looked coldly at Long Wei's charming appearance, and only felt disgusted at this time, "Now this Zewang Mansion is still the residence of this king, and it is still this king who has the final say." ”

"This king still advises you, if you don't know what you don't know, you can't do anything unless you do."

After the words fell, Uncle Bei shook his sleeves and left.

Leaving Long Weijiao to sit in front of the bronze mirror with a resentful expression, she suddenly screamed and swept everything off the table.

Damn, it must be that bitch who ran to complain, and she will have to pick her skin in the future!

Uncle Bei left the master bedroom, his face sank like water, and he wanted to go to the study for one night, but the green lotus, who was waiting outside, suddenly said loudly.

"Lord, but Madame doesn't serve well?" Lu He bit his lip, and two blush appeared on his cheeks, "The slave is willing to serve the prince instead of Madame." ”

Just now she heard the movement in the house, thinking that Long Weijiao had annoyed Uncle Bei, and when she saw Uncle Bei coming out with a calm face, she immediately felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

On weekdays, she is just a lowly maid, let alone attracting the attention of Uncle Bei, and she can't even see his face.

So now, she has to seize this opportunity.

She slowly approached Uncle Bei, and the two places in front of her were soft and tightly attached to his arms, and said coquettishly: "The slave has been happy with the prince for a long time. ”

Slender and slightly cool fingers picked up her jaw, and the evil voice sounded: "Is this true? ”