The alluring female Zhuge: forced to be a concubine

Chapter 672

"Miss you..."

Xiaoyue was shocked by Mo Yan'er's decision, but seeing her determined face, knowing that she couldn't change her mind, she could only keep her mouth shut and say no more.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Zhifu frowned slightly, looking at Mo Yan'er with a firm face in front of her, and then said: "I just said that I saved you just to repay the gift of clothes. owe me something."

"But……"

"Stop talking any more, otherwise I might change my mind and help those men in black..." Zhuo Zhifu couldn't help but show a murderous look in her eyes and continued, "I'll kill you."

However, even though Zhuo Zhifu acted ruthlessly before her eyes, she did not frighten the determined Mo Yan'er. She straightened her back and said arrogantly: "You won't kill me because I know You're nothing like those people."

With such confident words and such an arrogant and weak woman, Zhuo Zhifu suddenly felt helpless and frustrated towards her.She looked at Mo Yan'er in front of her, turned her face away and said softly, "It's up to you."

Xiaoyue, who was still frightened by Zhuo Zhifu's murderous intent just now, caught these three short words, and couldn't help but happily grabbed Mo Yan'er and said happily: "Miss, she was just now Just kidding, she won't leave us alone."

She also didn't know what kind of evaluation she had on Zhuo Zhifu in her heart, as long as she heard that she didn't kill them, she seemed to feel that the danger in front of her was nothing.That blind self-confidence was even better than Mo Yaner's.

As for Zhuo Zhifu who turned her back, after hearing the chattering of the two girls behind her, she didn't even notice that the corners of her lips would reveal a faint smile because of the blind trust of the two masters and servants.

Perhaps, she hasn't discovered yet, but she is not as ruthless as she imagined.Or, her ruthlessness does not exist in innocent people like the master and servant in front of her.

The carriage was galloping on the narrow road. The driver who was over forty years old did not realize that there was an extra passenger in his carriage. The already exhausted horses pulled the small carriage behind them and galloped in a direction that had nothing to do with the two.

(End of this chapter)