A familiar and piercing voice came in.

Jing Ge took a slow sip of the tea in the cup and glanced up at the door casually.

His eyes fell on the shaking door.

The quality of the door of the National Teacher's Mansion is really good, and it is still so strong after being kicked three times and twice.

"Say!Isn't it you?" Murong Li rushed in menacingly, glanced at the two people in the room, ran to the Silence with his waist in his hands, and grabbed the collar of the Silence.

"Eleventh princess, you dissipate your anger first, but don't be angry. Su Rulan walked in slowly with a white scarf on her face, pretending to want to pull Murong Li.

This woman is not a healer, and the injury on her face has been reduced a lot in less than two days.

It's just that...... Why doesn't this man have any brains?

I was abused by her once, not to mention, it's only been two days, and I'm in a hurry to find a smoke.

Is it really itchy skin?

"Bang. ”

Jing Ge put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and the tea in the cup overflowed, half of which was spilled on the table.

"Ah, do you remember what I said to you the day before yesterday?"

Ahh

Some people take the initiative to find trouble, regardless of men and women, just hit it!

With a wave of his hand, he directly knocked Murong Li and Su Rulan to the ground together.

The two women didn't expect that a big man would really do it with a woman, and they were defenseless for a while, and they fell into a dog and chewed.

Su Rulan even rolled to the edge of the door, and half of her head hit the door frame, and suddenly there was a big black blue.

"You! how dare you do it to me, princess Ben...... I'm going to kill you!"

Murong Li had never been so embarrassed, and her face was so angry that she turned pale.

He shouted that he wanted the guards surrounding the door to rush in and destroy the Fa on the spot.

The cup in Jing Singer was thrown out, and by coincidence, it just hit Murong Li's forehead.

The forehead horn broke, and blood suddenly flowed out.

"Ah, princess Ben's forehead, you ...... You're so bold!" Murong Li touched the corner of his forehead and touched a hand of blood.

"I'm so embarrassed, my hand slipped. Jing Ge's face remained unchanged.

The guards who crowded into the door looked at her dumbfoundedly.

Who can slide a cup that far? and so accurately?

"Hehe, don't look at the trail, the trail is just a weak willow generation, and he has nothing to do to tell fortunes and make a little money. Jing Ge raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and stood up with a harmless face.

"You did it on purpose, come on!"

"Wait, Eleventh Princess, you hurriedly ran out of the palace and went to Xiaodao's room, embarrassed Xiaodao's brother who can't speak, doesn't seem to be right?"

"He's your brother, why don't you look like each other at all?" Murong Li didn't recognize Jing Ge.

"My brother is more like my father, and Xiaodao is like my mother. Jing Ge looked at Murong Li with a smile.

is obviously the shortest in the audience, but he is not in a hurry.

"Why do you live here?" Murong Li was helped up by the two palace maids and patted the dust off his body.

One wiped the wound on her forehead with a handkerchief.

She glared at Jing Ge menacingly, looking like she was eager to devour Jing Ge alive.

"Of course, it's because of the permission of the National Teacher, in this National Teacher's Mansion, if there is no permission from the National Teacher, how dare Xiaodao make a mistake. ”

"Why did White Night allow you to live here, is it because you are ...... Be...... That kind of relationship?"

Murong Li's court cultivation since she was a child made it impossible for her to easily say the word broken sleeve.

"Does the eleventh princess think that the national teacher is like a person with broken sleeves?"

"Of course not, if he is, what should this princess do?" Murong Li broke away from the palace maid who was still patting the hem of her purple blue Luo skirt, and stood in front of Jing Ge: "Do you live in this room or does he live here?"

"The trail lives. Jing Ge always had a smile on his face.

When his eyes swept over Su Rulan, he was so cold that he seemed to be looking at a dead person.