Chapter 318: I Don't Care About Position (2)

"Belly is just a concubine, let's let her sit with this king!" As soon as Qu Liyan's voice fell, he wanted to pull through Youruo.

Zhai Xiying was slightly angry, damn Qu Liyan dared to hold Youruo's hand!

The foot wind swept through Qu Liyan, and it took ten percent of his strength, it depends on how Qu Liyan parries.

Qu Liyan also drew a foot wind to resist Zhai Xiying's resistance.

But because there was still Youruo around the two, Zhai Xiying immediately picked up Youruo and left the position where the two were fighting.

There was a 'bang', and everything within five meters of the main seat was all shattered into slag...

Youruo stared at the mess and thought to himself: Zhai Xiying shouldn't tear down the side hall, right?

"Qu Liyan, you get out of this king!" Zhai Xiying was really angry.

Today, Qu Liyan visited his Ying Palace, in order to make trouble and anger him, right?

Qu Li rolled his eyes as a scoundrel, daring to tell him to get out, he wanted to stay here. Zhai Xiying can't beat him, and it's impossible to drive him away. If the two really want to fight, they will lose both. Who's afraid of whom!

"Little cricket, in a few days, I will go to your house to find you." If these two continue to quarrel, they may quarrel until next year.

Zhai Xiying roared directly: "No! ”

"Belly, this is what you said, in a few days, the Quwang Mansion feast is invited!" I don't know what kind of wind Qu Liyan is smoking, if you say that you will visit King Qu's Mansion in person, he has now left the side hall.

After Qu Liyan left, Zhai Xiying domineeringly clasped Youruo's shoulders and ordered strongly: "Without the permission of this king, you can't step into King Qu's Mansion and King Yi's Mansion!" ”

"......" Youruo turned his gaze, not wanting to look at the annoying Zhai Xiying. If she doesn't go to Qu Wang's Mansion, she can still make an appointment with Xiao Cricket, location: all places except Qu Wang's Mansion.

"Do you know!" Zhai Xiying turned Youruo's head and made her look directly at him.

"I know, I know, I'm annoying you!" Youruo impatiently shook off Zhai Xiying.

Leave the side hall first.

On Youruo's wrist, there is a bracelet that Qu Li gave her just now. This bracelet is presented, in front of the monks of Lingxuan Temple, which can prove the identity of Youruo Du Shi Niang...

Qu Liyan came today just to give her this bracelet.

Zhai Xiying quickly grabbed Youruo's shoulder, thinking of Qu Liyan's words, he realized that his child's mother was now a concubine.

"Woman, will you complain that this king has lowered your position?" On the day of the wedding, it was he who personally pulled down the position of the princess.

You shook her head indifferently, she didn't care about her concubine and princess, what was the difference in her life?

"You really don't care?" Zhai Xiying continued to ask.

"I really don't care." Anyway, she is the one who serves King Ying in King Ying's mansion, what position is different?

"Why?" Zhai Xiying was puzzled.

Youruo's helpless eyelids rolled upward, she is not a person who pays attention to fame and fortune, besides, the position of Princess Ying does not attract her, okay?

"Zhai Xiying, regardless of this matter for the time being, marrying into the Ying Palace, isn't it my will?"

"You!" Zhai Xi's chest rose and fell vigorously.

Youruo is in a good mood today, and he doesn't quarrel with Zhai Xiying. He was angry with him, and she walked hers.

Zhai Xiying angrily followed behind Youruo and stopped holding her.

Youruo walked in front and felt that the person behind him was close to him, but he didn't hug her or pull her, which was weird.

Then she shook her head, what did she think...

Back at Orchid Garden, Lu Rong intimately handed over an exclusive afternoon tea.

Without Zhai Xiying's share, let him smell the fragrance and sulk.

And Zhai Xiying, since she stopped talking to Youruo, her eyes never left Youruo, and her cold and weird eyes made Youruo's spine cold...

Is he playing, cold violence?

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