The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

"You say you are a disciple of the Master of the National Teacher, what evidence do you have?" Luo Qingyu looked like a very serious servant boy, dutifully asking about the origin of the unknown person.

"This—" Qing Huan's pretty face changed slightly, she just paid homage to Di Shiyin that day, and didn't go through any process at all.

Di Shiyin had never given her anything to represent her identity, so how could she prove it?

This sentence is also vaguely familiar, thinking that when Luo Qingyu went to the Heavenly Court to recognize his relatives, she also asked Luo Qingyu this question with great arrogance.

I didn't expect Feng Shui to turn around, and now this problem is her turn... [

She paused, and her pretty face sank slightly: "Little guy, if you don't believe me, why don't you go in and ask Dijun? Of course he recognizes me."

Luo Qingyu smiled, and pursed her lips: "Come any cat or dog and let me go in and ask the emperor, isn't the emperor going to be busy to death?"

"You!" The jujube in Qing Huan's hand crushed with a puff!

He actually compared her majestic Sanxian to a cat or a dog!How exasperating!

She clenched her fists tightly, clenched and clenched, wishing she could slap the little guy in front of her away!

Feng Qingyu looked at her pretty face intertwined with blue and white, and felt a little bored while feeling secretly refreshed.

Forget it, she still has her own business to do, so she doesn't bother to deal with such irrelevant idlers.

As soon as she turned around, she was about to enter the melting snow garden by herself, when a blur appeared in front of her eyes, and a water-red figure flashed, blocking Feng Qingyu's way.

A shimmering Hidden Sword was pressed against Feng Qingyu's chest: "Little thing, you are sensible, just take me in quickly! I don't have time to chat with you!"

Feng Qingyu looked at the Hidden Sword, then at Qing Huan, who looked like a fierce spirit, she straightened her chest and flattened her mouth: "You are a bad person, bullying children! If you have the ability, kill me!"

Mighty and inflexible took a step forward, but Qing Huan took a step back subconsciously, her Hidden Blade retracted, and sweat dripped from her palm.

She came here to humbly ask Master for peace. If she killed Master's servant boy, it would be even harder for Master to forgive her——

"You—little guy, if you take me in, I'll let you go, and I'll give you something to eat." Threats failed and temptations were added.

"Hmph, no! You are a bad person!" Feng Qingyu grasped the child's expression very well.

Qing Huan got a headache, she never thought that this child would be so difficult to deal with.

She was determined to see Master no matter what today!

It's hard to say that this little guy was hurt a little bit!

It's good for her to grasp the strength, as long as this little guy's life is saved, the master probably won't blame her very much...

After all, the other party is just a little servant boy, isn't he?She is Dijun's disciple! [

There was a murderous look in her eyes, and she took another step forward, but this time the Hidden Sword met Luo Qingyu's snow-white neck: "Little thing, do you have to see blood to be obedient?!"

Feng Qingyu suddenly smiled, two sweet dimples appeared on her apple-like cheeks, her smile was cute and sweet, but in Qing Huan's eyes, it was like seeing a ghost!

Is this little guy crazy?This is not afraid! Bleak 