mtl008 Chapter 170: You're still ashamed of yourself after making trouble on the pleasure boat? 3 Go a
Chapter 170: You're still ashamed of yourself after making trouble on the pleasure boat? 3 Go a
Ling Aoxue didn't catch up with Xue'er, but she couldn't help but look at Xue'er's back with worry, then she disappeared into thin air...
Reception hall on the first floor.
Xue'er was dressed in a white brocade dress, with a few strands of black hair scattered in her hair. She wore a thousand-year-old jade fan pendant and walked down from the third floor gently waving a folding fan.
When the lower body was exposed first, the noisy hall became silent.
When Xue'er's handsome and free-spirited figure stood in front of everyone, all the guards and servants on the ship stepped aside and half-lowered their heads.
Only the beautiful woman in black with a slightly dark complexion standing in the middle of the hall stared straight at Xue'er's handsome face without moving.
Xue'er walked down the stairs to the main seat in the hall. The black-dressed beauty also followed her gaze to the main seat. Before the black-dressed beauty could react, Xue'er spoke first:
"I wonder what brings Princess Chuchu here?"
Xue'er closed her folding fan with a "swish" sound, her eyes sharp as she spoke without any emotion, as if it were just a polite remark.
Ling Chuchu seemed to wake up at Xue'er's voice and relaxed her out-of-control expression.
Her face seemed to be covered with a layer of red, but perhaps because Princess Chuchu had a dark complexion, it was not obvious at first glance that the red had spread.
"I...I am not here to fight today."
After saying that, she raised her little face and met Xue'er's eyes with pride, as if she was invincible.
At this moment, Qing'er couldn't help it:
"I think you're here just to fight. As soon as you arrived at the pleasure boat, without the owner's consent, you knocked two crew members into the lake. We're still trying to salvage them. Then you barged into the hall and fought with the Xuanming guards. Was this mess my fault?"
Qing'er did not retreat at all, without any of the submissive attitude of a servant, and directly choked back Ling Chuchu's words.
Hearing this, Xue'er already understood what had happened. At this time, Xuanming took a step forward, half-knelt down, and lowered his head:
"Master, Xuanming couldn't help himself. He shouldn't have fought with her on the pleasure boat."
Xue'er waved her hand, as if not wanting to pursue the matter. Xuanming stood up swiftly and stepped back.
“You…you you you.”
Ling Chuchu pointed at Qing'er's nose and didn't say another word.
"How am I?"
Qing'er pointed at herself in dissatisfaction.
She looked like a young wife scolding in the street. Xue'er couldn't stand shrews the most. Thinking that Qing'er had been with her for so many years and had never lost her composure like this, she coughed lightly.
When Qing'er heard the princess's hint, she shut up in dissatisfaction, but still glared at Ling Chuchu fiercely.
Ling Chuchu looked at the girl in gorgeous clothes and finally exploded:
"You little bitch, don't think that just because you are dressed more luxuriously, you can treat yourself as the master. A servant is a servant, and you will never be equal to the master in your life."
Ling Chuchu also snorted and glanced at Qing'er.
Seeing that she couldn't get the upper hand in the incident on the pleasure boat, Ling Chuchu suppressed Qing'er on the grounds of status.
No matter how well Qing'er is dressed, she is still a girl. Ling Chuchu is different. She is born with noble blood and naturally has the capital to look down on others.
Qing'er gritted her teeth in anger, but when she heard the meaning behind Ling Chuchu's words, her eyes couldn't help but dim.
Although Xue'er is not very old, she is famous for her bad temper and protectiveness.