This palace is not your concubine: don't be mad, Your Majesty

Chapter 169 The Beggar Prince Is Awesome 5
Seeing the flickering light in the room, Maggie didn't go any further.

There are still people in this haunted house.

The little beggar has been with her since the afternoon, and has no time to come back to light the lamp.

"Sister, come in."

The little beggar pushed away the lighted house and waved to Majesty.

"Serena, did you bring someone back?"

Sure enough, there was a man's voice in the room, and Majesty couldn't help taking a few steps back.

This cold bass made Maggie feel a lot of pressure.

Judging from the sound alone, it is unlikely to look like a beggar, and it is impossible for a beggar to have such an aura.

"Brother Bai, my sister is very pitiful. The court wants to arrest her, and the beggars want to take her to receive a reward. My sister was also injured."

The little beggar was originally called Serena, and Majesty was a little confused by that coquettish voice.

"Since you're here, come in."

When Majesty was in a daze, a somewhat decadent young man stood in front of the hut.

Looking at him, Maggie didn't know how to describe it.

Perhaps ordinary people would think of downfall, but what Maggie thought of was decadence.

Unlike ordinary punks on the street, his aloofness is different.

There was no smile on his face, although from a distance, Maggie felt that he was the kind of withdrawn man who wouldn't let people get close to him.

A message that strangers should not get close can be felt from a distance, but he invited Majesty instead.

"Will it bother you?"

Maggie really wanted to bite off her own tongue.

She was not like this at the time, but why is she so hypocritical now.

The man ignored her, didn't even look at her, turned around and went back into the house.

Majestic stood awkwardly at the courtyard gate, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

After standing there blankly for a cup of tea, the little beggar came out and held her hand.

"Sister, Brother Bai, although you look a bit fierce, you are very nice, go in, we won't betray you."

"Oh me……"

Maggie found that at this time, language is really superfluous.

At this time, the smell of meat and wine wafted from the room.

Obviously, the dinner was ready, and it should be very rich, Maggie blushed a little when she heard the growl in her belly.

(End of this chapter)