The allure of the mad concubine is too defiant

Chapter 22 Which bastard? 2
"This subordinate is waiting for His Highness the Seventh Prince. Because I am not familiar with the palace just now, I don't know which room His Highness is in. In order not to cause any bad things, this subordinate is waiting for His Highness outside." Xueqian was black and white. She stared straight at Dongfang Qingcheng, completely ignoring the anger on his face.

"Why do you think that His Highness will definitely come out first." Dongfang Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Xueqian up and down at close range, with an unconcealable royal aura on his face.

"Because His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince chose me as a subordinate, since he wants to see me, I think you should come out first." Xueqian answered ambiguously on purpose, but she had already guessed in her heart that she would not pay attention to Dongfang Qingcheng. Here, he will definitely take the initiative to come out, of course she will never tell Dongfang Qingcheng truthfully like this, she is not stupid enough for that.

The best way to deal with those high-ranking and dignified people is to ignore him. When you ignore him, they will be angry and then they will care. As long as you pay attention, they will definitely will find you.

"You are smart first, I really don't know why people in the whole city call you trash, just because you have no talent in martial arts, but..." Dongfang Qingcheng looked at Xueqian sharply, halfway through the sentence He stopped, and then a sly fox-like smile appeared on his face. He reached out and quickly pinched Xueqian's chin, and said playfully, "Why do I think you are a master, do you think I am right or wrong?"

Xueqian narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a little coldness in her eyes. She was not because of Dongfang Qingcheng's words, but because of the movements of his hands. Could it be that he is a broken sleeve?
A big man just pinched a young man's chin like this. This action can be as ambiguous as possible. Xueqian knew that "Oriental Allure" definitely didn't mean that, but she just wanted to misunderstand what he meant, and she didn't mean it at all. Want to answer his question.

"If His Highness the Seventh Prince likes young boys, I can help you find many." Xueqian fearlessly watched Dongfang Qingcheng's face become more and more ugly, and finally a strong murderous look flashed in her eyes.

The two confronted each other like this for a long time, and finally a wicked smile appeared on Dongfang Qingcheng's face, and that enchanting face also slowly approached Xueqian.

Feeling his approaching face, Xueqian's face turned cold quickly, and her eyes stared at him even more sharply.

(End of this chapter)