Chapter 173: Shangguan Yuxiao

"His Highness laughed, and the minister naturally didn't dare to discipline his subordinates for His Highness." The Shangguan family gritted their teeth, lowered their eyebrows, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Heh......" The ethereal and ethereal sneer came from Chu Lingshu, obviously not believing it.

"Discipline?" The corners of her eyes drew a thin arc, "Which green onion are you?" ”

The face of the head of the Shangguan family changed slightly.

Everyone looked at each other, this servant girl is probably not crazy, right?

has no power, no power, no backstage, she is just the personal maid of His Royal Highness the Prince, at most she is just a plaything, and when His Royal Highness is not interested, she will naturally be useless.

After Chu Lingshu put down his arrogance, he glanced indifferently at the banquet crowd, and turned around to leave in a chic manner.

She didn't want to stay in this place any longer, it was disgusting to her.

Ji Ruoli looked at the back of her leaving, her brows condensed slightly, and she didn't say anything after all.

"Your Highness......" Seeing that Chu Lingshu didn't even ask Ji Ruoli before leaving, the always old-fashioned Shangguan family master couldn't help but speak.

He raised his slender fingers, gently pressed the corners of his forehead that was faintly swollen and painful, and his tone was a little tired: "Let her go." ”

Everyone was surprised that even though Ji Ruoli was spoiled, if the gossip of other royal families would have been secretly gossiping, but for him, everyone still didn't dare to chew on the root of their tongues.

A certain protagonist who surprised everyone, a teleporter landed in a small courtyard of Shangguan Mansion, sat on a tree, plucked a leaf from the tree and held it between his teeth.

Next door is a very dilapidated small grass hut, swaying in the wind, looking vulnerable.

It's hard to imagine that in such a luxurious mansion as Shangguan Mansion, there is such a rotten house.

There was a sound of smashing things in the house, and the grass hut swayed even more.

Chu Lingshu's eyes were half-drooping, flashing with a strange light.

The bloodthirsty scarlet devoured her eyes little by little, and the black-red bottom of her eyes was like the wings of demonic sin, hollow and bottomless.

The scarlet eyes seem to be able to see through all beings in the world and penetrate the sinister hearts of people.

Looking through the thatched hut, you can see everything that happens inside.

Chaos Thirteenth Form, Perspective, Looking Up, Looking Down, Farsighted, Microvision.

Perspective.

Chu Lingshu could clearly see that there were four people in the room, three against one, and obviously the single person had the upper hand in terms of numbers.

It was a thin young man, his face was slightly pale, the bridge of his nose was high, and a pair of cold and gloomy deep ice eyes were unusually conspicuous on his face in comparison.

The boy did not look like the ancients with long hair, but short but very sharp broken hair, and thin lips were pursed into beautiful white lines.

Chu Lingshu's gaze moved from the young man to his flat chest.

If it weren't for discovering some strange places, Chu Lingshu would almost feel like a female pervert eating tofu from a young man.

Through the thin clothes of the "boy", a thick strip of cloth wrapped the entire chest with a slight undulation.

Chu Lingshu raised his eyebrows.

Oh, interesting.

This "teenager" is actually a girl dressed as a man!

The sick young man was sitting on the ground of the grass hut at the moment, his clothes were ragged, his clothes were messy, his whole body was dirty, he looked a little embarrassed, but he couldn't stop the ambition in his black eyes, and he was unparalleled in his coldness.

There were three people standing in front of him, led by a young man in splendid clothes, with a jade crown and bundled hair, and the appearance of a noble and handsome son.

And what Chu Lingshu hates the most is this kind of fake! Monarch! Child! Compared to that, the sick "boy" was more in line with her thoughts.