Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 612 Should I Like You?

"He Meiren, it's not good for you to say that?" He Xinyan's words became more and more vicious, and even Mu Wanzhi, who was standing beside her, thought it was too much.

If this continues, this matter will become a joke for everyone.

The emperor doesn't like the concubines competing in the harem to be jealous.Although He Xinyan was the first to provoke, in the eyes of the emperor, it was only the three of them who quarreled.

However, in response to her dissuading words, "Shut up! What are you? Do you have a place to speak here?!"

"I..." Mu Wanzhi bit her lower lip tightly.There is anger, but dare not speak.

She is not a person who is not good at arguing, at least, she is not a person who will be abused casually.

But her status in the palace is not very good, and her family's background is not very good.Forcibly arguing with him will only make his situation in the palace worse.

After a moment of silence, Xilan suddenly said, "So, He Meiren thinks that neither of us is doing well?"

The reason why she asked this suddenly was because she saw two people walking towards here not far away—Ling Zimo and Qi Shuya.

Obviously, judging from the way they walked towards this side, the two of them also noticed the situation here.

Mu Wanzhi and Xilan were standing in the same direction, and after Xilan saw Ling Zimo and them, she also saw them.

Only He Xinyan, who was standing with her back to that side and didn't know anything about it, still put on a haughty posture and said disdainfully, "Of course."

"Then you mean that the emperor has bad eyesight?" Xilan then asked unhurriedly.

At the same time, she also calculated the distance in her heart.Twenty steps away, with Ling Zimo's skill, he must be able to hear it.

"Sister Yan" also noticed that Mu Wanzhi, who was getting closer and closer, pulled Xilan's sleeve worriedly.

If the emperor hears these words, not only He Xinyan will die, but the two of them will probably not have a good time either.

Her actions did not arouse He Xinyan's vigilance.Because in her opinion, Mu Wanzhi was just scared.

"Just save yourself, the emperor can't possibly look up to you just because of your looks." He Xinyan said disdainfully, "Don't dream about such things as grace."

When He Xinyan said these words, Xilan couldn't help turning her anxious eyes to the person standing behind her.Mu Wanzhi's complexion was even paler.

Even Qi Shuya, who was standing next to Ling Zimo and had nothing to do with this matter, couldn't help but put her heart in her throat.

The palace servants behind Xilan and Mu Wan did not move because of An Deshun's gesture in advance.But the look of fear on their faces still involuntarily surfaced.

In such a weird atmosphere, He Xinyan finally realized that something was wrong.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"So, He Meiren thinks, what should I look up to?" Ling Zimo said lightly, "Are you like this?"

His voice was clear and cold, as pleasant as a jade chime.It didn't contain the slightest anger, but it just made people unstoppably scared.

"Your Majesty?!" He Xinyan suddenly turned around.

Originally, what she expected to hear was just a hallucination, but when she saw the person standing behind her, only two steps away from her, all her fantasies were instantly wiped out.

Maybe it was because he turned too fast and didn't stand still, or maybe he was frightened.The moment she saw Ling Zimo, she fell directly to the ground.

(End of this chapter)