Ji Li looked sideways: "Let you stop, you don't stop, do you have to come to me to find death?" ”

Peony made a surprised expression: "What do you mean by this, young lady, Peony didn't offend you." Besides, the young marshal once said that the Zuo family has no place where the peony can't go, how can the young lady be so domineering. ”

She laughed, domineering.

Ji Li looked at her, not knowing whether to laugh or be angry: "A courtesan is not grateful for the gift of the young marshal, and he came to the master's house to show off his might, did your good mother teach you this." ”

Peony hates that someone mentions her background.

It's her eternal pain.

The past meandering made her hate these so-called superior people.

Listening to Ji Li's sharp words, she couldn't control her expression and became distorted, she stretched out her hand, and her long nails were about to grab Ji Li's body, but the latter avoided it unhurriedly.

There was a little more sarcasm in Ji Li's eyes: "I told you to stop a long time ago, and I can't blame me for looking for death." As she spoke, she reached out to block Peony's menacing attack, and pinched her wrist at a tricky angle.

Ji Li only exerted a little strength, and Peony's face turned white.

His hands shook uncontrollably, as if he had lost his strength.

Peony gritted his teeth: "If you dare to attack me, the young marshal will never let you go." "How can it hurt so much, isn't she just a young lady, where did she get so much strength, she couldn't break free no matter what.

"I said this girl, you really put gold on your face." Ji Li smiled, "Do you know who I am?" ”

Seeing that Peony's pale face was slowly flushing, she smiled without hurry: "I am the wife of Zuo Modu who is marrying Ming Media, and the wife who is welcomed in by the eight sedan chairs, the daughter-in-law of the Zuo family that everyone knows, and the only wife and the only wife of Zuo Modu." You are a nameless singer, the pity of the young marshal is already a blessing that you should not have in your life, and now you still want to provoke the young marshal to deal with me? ”

With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, Ji Li does not lose to anyone.

In the past, she believed in absolute nonsense that could be solved by hand, but now she also thinks that it is also a good means to use verbal attacks to break up the opponent's defense.

"You little singer, what do you use to fight with me, and why do you fight with me!" As Ji Li spoke, the fierceness in her eyes made Peony lose her mind for a moment, as if she had suddenly changed as if she had suddenly changed into a person.

When this woman was pushed into the water by herself, she was obviously still ignorant, soft and weak, and she didn't seem to have any lethality.

But right now, she felt that this woman was as cold, ruthless, and terrible as Zuo Modu, and she seemed to have crawled out of hell, gloomy and indifferent.

She was still laughing when she was threatening, but that understatement tone put more pressure on her.

Gritting his teeth and revealing a fierce light, Peony gave himself courage.

She thought, isn't she just a young lady, when she makes a mistake and there will always be a time to step down, then see how arrogant she is, see how arrogant she is.

It's just that she is indeed under this layer of coercion, and she can't help but feel cold and trembling.

In the winter, the snow was still falling, but she felt that Ji Li was colder than this ice and snow.

"Don't you forget what you've done, why can't I fight you, aren't you just from a better background, and you can humiliate others at will if you are from a better background, why?"