Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Long Fuyue nodded, and said calmly: "I am from modern times, and I cannot accept your system of polygamy. If you must not let me go, then I would rather be a slave."

Feng Qianyu slowly let go of her fingers, Long Fuyue took the opportunity to struggle, and finally broke free from his grasp.My heart was inexplicably empty, and tears almost flowed down.

Feng Qianyu looked at her coldly: "If you want me to let you go, you can't think about it. Since you are willing to be a slave and a servant girl, then this king has no choice but to let you go. But, little girl, don't regret it!"

I bowed to the ghost doctor in the Southern Region: "Master, it's not that the disciple refuses to give her a good name, but that she herself refuses. These are all her own choices, and the disciple has nothing to do. Don't worry, the disciple treats the servants well." She has never been thin, so as long as she does her duty as a servant, the disciple will never make things difficult for her. The disciple still has a lot of mundane affairs in the court, so I will leave."

Glancing at Long Fuyue, he said indifferently: "Let's go, follow me back home." [

Long Fuyue's heart felt inexplicably cold, and she glanced at the ghost doctor in the Southern Region, who made a helpless expression.

Long Fuyue suddenly wanted to cry, she suppressed her tears: "Master, you don't want me anymore?"

The ghost doctor in the Southern Region sighed, and said: "Little girl, you were originally his maidservant. I snatched you away, and it's time to return it. But, you are my apprentice now. I won't do anything to you, kid." He stared at Feng Qianyu again: "Boy, I have made an agreement with you, you can make her a slave, but you are not allowed to beat or scold her, even if you make a mistake!"

Feng Qianyu said indifferently: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will let her be his personal maid, who has the highest status among the maids. As long as she doesn't do anything out of line, no one will make things difficult for her."

"That stinky boy, you should have a deadline? Anyway, she is also your junior sister now, so you should sell your master's face. Give her a deadline, okay?"

Feng Qianyu was slightly stunned for a moment, and pondered for a while: "Three years! I will give her three years, and if she still refuses to agree to marry me by then, I will let her go free."