Yun Ge was at a loss for words.
Enough is enough, just how strong is this man’s possessiveness? Even when Purple Chervil wants to cook a al for herself, he can’t stand idly by, rushing to take a slice of the pie?
Shujun winked at Yun Ge. His expression seed to be telling Yun Ge that he would absolutely not give up the wife-master to him.
Yun Ge was both infuriated and amused.
Fengsu turned to look at Yun Ge, and made a super cute little gesture. He hooked Yun Ge’s palm with his left pinky, as if passing on a ssage—don’t worry, you have .
Yun Ge’s heart ward again, the man’s gentleness, the man’s goodness, whenever appreciated sincerely, would always touch him deeply.
Dong Huiying stealthily glanced at Yun Ge and Fengsu. The two shared an extraordinarily harmonious atmosphere that outsiders could not penetrate, yet it was precisely a positive phenonon. Dong Huiying welcod this developnt.
She turned her gaze to the childlike Shujun, who naturally had a playful temperant, but knew his bounds, reverting to seriousness after joking around. His previously radiant face instantly beca cold as ice.
Shujun turned back to the female guard collapsed on the ground, speaking with an extrely sharp and chilling tone: "Speak up, confess, what exactly did the Eighth Princess send you here for? What’s the plan?"
The female guard was stubborn: "Do as you wish, whether to kill or flay! But Third Master Liang, privately, I urge you to think carefully, and rember we belong to the Eighth Princess! All of us serve her, if you do harm us, and if we’re not back by tonight, then be prepared for the Eighth Princess’s army to flatten this place!"
Shujun burst into exaggerated laughter, as if hearing an exceptionally ludicrous joke.
Once Shujun had laughed enough, he curled his lips, with a slight teasing implication, saying: "Why are there always people in this world who can’t figure things out? I’m really curious about what’s in your heads? Oh, my mistake, I almost forgot, you are completely clueless about the happenings in the Capital. Everything is sealed off, you, nor the Eighth Princess behind you, know nothing, kept entirely in the dark. So you have no idea about your current situation, otherwise, you wouldn’t dare to recklessly threaten ."
The female guard’s heart tightened, she fully perceived Liang Shujun’s mocking sarcasm. A vague sense of dread erged within her.
Why would Third Master Liang say such things? Why would he say this?
What exactly has happened in the Capital?
Why hasn’t a single whisper reached them?
"What do you an?" The female guard’s face was tense.
Shujun smiled faintly: "Why, getting anxious? Nervous? Hehe, keep being anxious, keep being nervous, I’m just not going to tell you, humph!"
Shujun’s haughty little quirks acted up, leaving the female guard stranded in uncertainty, her heart in turmoil as if fifteen buckets were drawing water, up and down.
Witnessing this scene, everyone present, except the female guard and her companions, couldn’t help but curve their lips into smiles at Shujun’s haughty deanor.
Dong Huiying was utterly bemused, she walked over to Shujun. "Alright, stop ssing around, I’ll reward you tonight."
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