My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 125 Cutting the Stallion
"you are?"

Ye Beixuan looked at Murong Yan'er's charming and blushing face, and frowned suspiciously.

Murong Yan'er's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly opened her mouth to speak.

"Return to His Highness King Xuan, the courtier's daughter is the third son of General Murong's residence..."

"It doesn't matter."

Before Ye Beixuan waited for Murong Yan'er to finish speaking, he turned his head coldly.

The smile on Murong Yan'er's face froze.

The whole person stood in place, neither saying it nor not saying it.

That expression, don't mention how embarrassing it is.

"Attract bees and butterflies."

Murong Jiuqing looked at Nan Fengjiao and Murong Yan'er, with flushed and shy looks, and commented in a low voice.

Not only Nan Fengjiao and Murong Yan'er.

In the entire Nishang Palace, all the maids and female family members had flushed cheeks, lowered their heads shyly, and looked like a shy girl Huaichun.

"No way? This man is simply a stallion."

Murong Jiuqing looked at the girls' shy looks of all the female relatives in the audience, and opened her eyes wide in shock.

She seemed to see countless pink bubbles floating in the air in front of her, so many that they almost drowned Ye Beixuan.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Beixuan sat in the chair coldly, without even looking at Murong Jiuqing.

Nan Fengjiao looked at Murong Jiuqing who was opposite, and rolled her eyes.

Suddenly he said to Ye Beixuan.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, Murong Jiuqing, this little trash, not only contradicted my concubine mother, but also injured so many guards. Uncle Nine Emperors must make the decision for Jiaoer, and punish this bitch properly."

As Nan Fengjiao said, she began to put on a coquettish attitude toward Ye Beixuan again, and she was almost on Ye Beixuan's body.

"Oh?"

Ye Beixuan's eyebrows twitched.

Only then did he put down the teacup and looked towards Murong Jiuqing.

"Look, look at you big-headed ghost."

Murong Jiuqing stared back at Ye Beixuan, and couldn't help but slander from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Beixuan took a deep look at Murong Jiuqing.

Asking Nan Fengjiao coldly: "What's going on? Tell me clearly."

"Uncle Nine Emperors, you don't know that this little waste stole my princess's Xuan Tianzhu, not only refused to admit it, but also ignored my princess's punishment, and injured sister Miao'er in public. Sister Miao'er, don't you think so? "

"Ah... yes yes yes."

Lin Miaoer nodded affirmatively when she heard Nan Fengjiao asking herself.

"His Royal Highness, Murong Jiuqing, this little trash stole the things belonging to Princess Jiu, and still refuses to admit it. Your Highness, King Xuan, you must teach this trash a good lesson, and vent your anger on Princess Jiu."

Lin Miaoer's words became smoother and smoother.

With Ye Beixuan's face gradually sinking.

Lin Miaoer looked at Murong Jiuqing, as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Nan Fengjiao, Lin Miaoer, you two say that Miss Ben stole Xuan Tianzhu, what evidence do you have?"

Murong Jiuqing met Ye Beixuan's deep eyes like ink, raised his eyebrows coolly and asked

"Evidence? Murong Jiuqing, you stole my princess's belongings, how can I, a majestic princess, still slander you?"

Nan Fengjiao shouted outrightly.

"That's right, Murong Jiuqing, you little waste, you should admit it obediently. Princess Jiu is very merciful, and will definitely punish you lightly."

Lin Miaoer spoke triumphantly, not forgetting to flatter Nan Fengjiao.

"Did you steal the Xuan Tianzhu from the palace as Jiao Er said?"

Ye Beixuan raised his head and looked at Murong Jiuqing.

He opened his mouth suddenly and asked knowingly.

(End of this chapter)