Chapter 78 Lady, Are You Jealous ([-])

"My lord, my..." She grasped the sexy red lips with the right strength, and bit them lightly.

"Xiao Lian, my lady is right, are you cold or not, why don't you wear more clothes?"

"My lord..." When the woman called Xiaolian heard Xu Yusheng's words, she couldn't close her mouth with joy, her voice became softer, and her body became softer, almost turning into a puddle of spring water.

Mo Zhiyuan had the urge to slap Xu Yusheng to the ground, his father!Every time she finds this kind of woman, she gets goosebumps all over the place.

Hearing the word Xiaolian, the corner of Mo Zhiyuan's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc again.

"Xiao Lian, are you the personal servant girl by the prince's side?"

"My lord, this is..." Hearing Mo Zhiyuan's question, Xiao Lian dared not answer, and wanted Xu Yusheng to answer.

"You just need to answer me, yes or no." Mo Zhiyuan emphasized her tone.

"Yes." Seeing Xu Yusheng who was indifferent, Xiao Lian replied.

snort!whatever!But is it just a newly married princess?How can it compare to the relationship between me and the prince for so many years.

Besides, you, Mo Zhiyuan, are not as pretty as me, the prince will get tired of you immediately.Sooner or later, I will regain the position of the princess.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lian smiled even brighter, and raised her head to look at Mo Zhiyuan fearlessly.

"Hehe, even a little maid wants to climb into the lord's bed?" Mo Zhiyuan snorted coldly.

"You... my lord... look at her..." Xiao Lian lay on Xu Yusheng's chest, and said pitifully.

Mo Zhiyuan couldn't help admiring her acting skills just like she was about to cry.

"This eighth princess, since it's me, then don't think about it."

In a word, it seems that Xiaolian's long-cherished wish has been pronounced dead without a place to bury her.

Mo Zhiyuan stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Lian's hair, and pulled her out of Xu Yusheng's arms.

With a slap, Xiao Lian was beaten so badly that she became dizzy.

"What are you going to do..." Huarong asked palely, covering her blushing face with a smiling face.

"It's nothing, it just happened that you ran into this muzzle, then I'll make it right for you." After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyuan slapped her again.

Mo Zhiyuan's strength is stronger than that of ordinary women, and when she is free, she will also practice, try to recover the lightness kung fu, and try to learn the kung fu learned in the desert by memory, so Xiaolian is in her eyes. , but an ant.

Trampling her to death was exactly what Mo Zhiyuan wanted to do right now.

"Ah..." Xiao Lian let out screams.

Many servants heard the screams and ran to the hall to watch the play.

Unexpectedly, after watching such a powerful scene, everyone was full of interest.

Mo Zhiyuan looked at her proud chest that was about to come out, and stretched out her hand to tear it apart.

With a crash, Xiao Lian's body was exposed to the air.

Everyone sighed and gave a thumbs up secretly.

Originally, she was enduring the cold, but at this moment the cold almost completely engulfed her.

Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, and she hugged her face, trying to beg for mercy.

"Princess, I'm just the prince's servant girl, and I didn't seduce him," Xiaolian said with tears.

"Hehe." Mo Zhiyuan sneered and pushed her to the ground.

"Little Lian, since you like to seduce people so much, then I will marry you to the richest man in the Fuxing Bank in the imperial city, okay?" Mo Zhiyuan said with a smile, but her tone was irresistible. threaten.

"Don't, don't!" Xiao Lian kept shaking her head, as if the so-called big boss was a devil.

Everyone secretly applauded again.

(End of this chapter)

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