Dressing up as a man: The Revenge Girl is 14 years old

Chapter 112 Please Enjoy Tonight
"What can I do to you? I'm just a woman like you. You rely on selling dance skills to make a living, but I rely on selling flesh and blood. I was just ordered to be a lobbyist. King Qi said As long as you are sensible and take good care of Mr. Pan, I will give you a golden mountain. If you are not sensible, the prince said, then don’t blame him for being cruel and merciless."

Yu Xia couldn't laugh or laugh, she was so angry that she dared to shut him up because of this idea.

Liu Lichun listened to him and thought he was thinking, and then said: "Tell me, today you have to be willing if you want to, and you have to be willing if you don't want to. The prince has a lot of ways to force you to submit. Arms can't twist thighs, why bother to do it yourself?" You can't live with yourself!"

Liu Lichun saw that Yu Xia didn't cry, make noise, or speak, but when he had figured it out, Liu Lichun grinned and motioned for the servant to take her away.

"It's useless to be noble, you have to submit obediently when you meet someone with high power!"

Her ears were finally quiet, Yu Xia calmed down and thought to herself.

It stands to reason that this kind of development is very good. If I can stay in the palace, it will be much more convenient to find the antidote.However, to face Pan Qingjue.I have to find a way to keep him away from me so that he won't find out.

At night, it was so quiet.

I think it was almost three o'clock, the palace lanterns were relit outside the door, and the sound of trampling footsteps came from far to near.

Yu Xia's heart was in his throat instantly, and he quietly walked behind the door.

The door lock was opened again with a "snap", and then the servant said respectfully: "My lord, rest well, the little one will be sent here!"

Pan Qingjuan finally, still came.

Pan Qingjue took the oil lamp from the servant, creaked and pushed open the door, only to see his figure becoming more and more slender under the light of the oil lamp, like a huge god-man in myths and legends, with his feet on the ground and his head on the sky .

Seeing Pan Qingjue cross the threshold, Yu Xia turned around to close the door, and slowly approached him with rubbing steps.

What does Yu Xia want to do?After thinking about it, he felt that it would be best to directly knock Pan Qingjuan unconscious, which would save trouble and worry.

Just when Yu Xia was about to make a move, Pan Qingjue just closed the door, turned around suddenly, and said in surprise: "Axia, why are you here?"

Yu Xia was so frightened that she jumped up and down carefully, hurriedly stepped back two steps, and glared at him.

At this time, the young man outside the door chuckled, and whispered against the crack of the door: "My lord, my lord has said, please enjoy it tonight. If the beauty refuses to obey, there is a cup of tea on the table, feed her to drink. Make sure she listens to you obediently."

Pan Qingjue's face turned red with blood, and he gritted his teeth and said inwardly, "Despicable!"

Seeing that the people outside the door had no intention of leaving, Yu Xia gave Pan Qingyu a blank look, then suddenly pushed down the stool, and said, "Young Master, no, Young Master, please don't do this."

The voice was like weeping, but it was melodious, and Pan Qingyu's face turned bright red, as if being scorched by a fire, and even his hands were inexplicably turned pink, and he was sweating profusely, he couldn't even look at it. She didn't dare to look at Yu Xia again.

After a series of collision sounds, Yu Xia "cryed", the people outside the door seemed to have heard enough of the corner, and finally left satisfied.

Yu Xia straightened the stool and sat down angrily.

Pan Qingjue was still standing by the door, neither moving nor not moving.Embarrassed and happy at the same time, even he himself didn't understand his complicated mood at the moment.

(End of this chapter)