Demons are rampant: the violent concubine is not easy to mess with

Chapter 230 Betrayal (—)
And as the maid of the small courtyard, it was once a position that the servants of the Linghu family scrambled for.

Nangong Cange naturally sees the small actions of a group of women. For the occasional encounter in the garden, the occasional hero who saves the beauty Nangong Cange has long been familiar with it.

As for the deliberate eye contact of those maids, he didn't even care about it.

It was probably because of his indifference that the women's fighting spirit was further aroused.There are only a lot of people who come to the courtyard every day.Among them are some girls from the direct line of the Linghu family who are pretentious.

Nangong Cange was known by everyone in the entire Celestial Dynasty as a candidate for a peerless good husband.The popularity in the hearts of girls who have not left the court has only increased.Although he has already married a concubine, his popularity has not been affected. On the contrary, the girls are even more fascinated because of the absolute affection he showed.In addition, he is also a rare handsome man, let alone the heir to the throne.

Therefore, it is normal for women all over the world to flock to him.

Just like, women all over the world are also crazy about Gu Lanzhi.

The two great masters in the world, besides Xian Yue, is Lan Xin.

The leisurely moon is elegant, and the blue heart is warm and moist.

Either way can drive any woman crazy.

The night rain was still falling majesticly, some even splashed onto Nangong Cange Yuebai's robe, and some slight raindrops were spotted.The blue hair was a little moist, and it hung down softly. In line with the temperament of the moon and the wind, it made the maid standing by the side enchanted.

The room was lit with candles, probably because of the weather, it looked dim and yellow, with an ambiguous atmosphere.Of course, this ambiguity is just the maid's mood.

After more than two full hours, the maid finally moved, a little hesitantly, and a little shyly moved towards the young man in white who was standing by the window listening to the rain.

Nangong Cange is so sensitive, he has already sensed the maid's approach, but his face remained calm, and he even slightly closed his eyes as clear and cold as the snowy field of Tianshan Mountain.

"My lord..."

The maid's business trembled slightly, listening carefully, she could still feel a little excitement.

Nangong Cange didn't answer, and still maintained the posture that he had maintained for two hours, with his eyes closed.

"My lord..."

The maid called softly again.

(End of this chapter)