Chapter 172 Long live the prince (2)
"These are the clothes the princess asked me to give."
The arrogant maid stood in front of Lu Zhu and threw the clothes in her hands directly on the ground.
Luzhu looked delicate, with her cheeks puffed out and her eyes slightly red, showing a bit of cuteness despite her pity.
"You..." Luzhu glared angrily and said angrily: "Qinghe, what's your attitude!"
"Hey, what's your attitude?" Qing He raised his foot and crushed it on his clothes, raised his chin, and said with an arrogant expression, "That's the attitude."
The servants of the prince's palace held him high and disdained him.
Although I was a bit snobbish in the past, I helped the princess.
But at least Cheng Wang is here, so he can only do some small actions at most.
Things like this started after the death of King Cheng.
Now in the palace, Princess Cheng makes the decision. These servants must be so bold because of someone's instructions.
Lu Zhu was very angry, but there was nothing she could do except argue with them.
After Qinghe finished crushing her, she seemed to remember something and covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner: "Ah, I forgot to tell you, these are the clothes your young lady will wear when entering the palace, wash them well and be sure not to stain the eyes of the Holy Emperor. "
Lu Zhu was furious and suddenly pushed Qing He.
Qinghe was pushed and staggered.
She was surprised at first, then raised her head angrily and slapped Lu Zhu on the face: "You little bitch is so brave, you dare to hit me!"
Lu Zhu closed her eyes subconsciously.
Before the palm falls, the wind arrives first.
The wind blew across Luzhu's cheek, bringing a chill, but she felt no pain.
"Ah! It hurts..."
Instead, Qing He's exclamation sounded in his ears.
Green Pearl opened her eyes immediately.
A beautiful plain hand pinched Qing He's wrist, and when she looked over her hand, she saw a pale girl standing next to her, wearing a white undershirt, with her black hair untied and scattered casually behind her head.
The person in front of him, Lu Zhu, was very familiar.
But Luzhu is a bit strange.
The aura on the young lady's body is so unfamiliar...
Noble and elegant, cold and distant yet sharp.
The cold night is as cold as the moon, with biting coldness, but dazzling.
She glanced at Qinghe casually, and pushed out slightly with her fingertips, causing Qinghe to fall back uncontrollably.
Qing He stood on the edge of the steps. He fell down and rolled down the steps, groaning in pain.
"See clearly?"
The girl's cool and indifferent voice sounded, like the sound of flowing water from a spring.
Lu Zhu was completely confused.
Look... what do you see clearly?
"You...you dare to push me!" Qing He stood up with a livid face, his almond-shaped eyes widened: "You still think you are a young lady from Prince Cheng's palace? Who do you think you are now..."
Chuzheng walked down the steps slowly.
Under Qing He's angry gaze, he stepped on Qing He and pushed her back.
The girl bent down and looked at Qing He.
The familiar facial features seemed to be covered with frost at this time. It was still the same face, but it had lost the cowardice and weakness of the past.
The scorching sun hanging in the sky seemed to be her foil.
Unparalleled dignity.
Cool and unconventional.
Qing He's throat seemed to be blocked by ice, and he could no longer say a word. His heartbeat kept beating, and there was nothing in his mind, only a blank.
His back was pressed against the ground, the cold air spread from his back to his whole body, and his limbs gradually became stiff.
The girl's pale lips opened slightly, and every word hit Qing He's heart, shattering into ice: "No matter what, I am also a young lady from the palace, and it is not your turn to insult me."
What kind of life has the original owner been living?
He can even bully a servant.
Was it a human being?
You still want to bully me!
no way!
There are no windows either!
If you are a woman, you cannot be bullied!
Chuzheng retracted her feet and drew an arc in the air with her chin: "Wash your clothes."
A few neat words made Qing He's face drain of color.
When Chu Zheng finished speaking, Qing He immediately got up from the ground, hurriedly picked up the clothes she had thrown on the ground, and ran away.
The yard fell silent.
The shadows of the flowers swayed, and the sunlight dragged the girl's figure into a slender figure.
"Little... miss." Luzhu murmured.
"Next time someone bullies you, do it." Chuzheng looked back at her and taught her the exclusive secret: "This way others won't bully you."
This person is the maid of the original owner, which means that she will have to follow her from now on.
Since he is hers, how can he be bullied by others?
Luzhu: "..."
Do it, do it?
Which one should be done?
Miss...could it be that she was stimulated and something went wrong? !
"Miss, I... let's go back to the room first. It's cold, so don't catch the cold." Lu Zhu lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of scaring Chu Zheng, with caution written all over her face.
Chuzheng thought blankly.
This body is a bit weak...
Just that moment ago, I felt like I had exhausted all my energy in this life.
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"Ouch." At the corner of the corridor, a figure bumped into two maids: "Qing...Sister Qinghe, are you okay?"
Qinghe was supported by two maids, one on the left and one on the right.
"Sister Qinghe?"
"Sister Qinghe, are you okay?"
Qinghe finally came to his senses and looked back nervously.
Why was she so frightened just now?
Qing He couldn't help but shudder when he thought of those eyes just now.
"Sister Qinghe?"
"I'm fine." Qing He quickly passed between the two maids.
The two maids looked at Qing He's back as he left in a hurry.
"What's wrong?
"I do not know……"
Qing He is Cheng Xiao's personal maid. When she returned to Cheng Xiao's yard, she bumped into Cheng Xiao who was about to go out.
Cheng Xiao was dressed in a long green dress, looking bright and elegant, with the delicate temperament of a young lady.
The facial features don't seem to have any special features, but when combined together, they are particularly attractive.
Cheng Xiao saw Qing He and frowned: "Qing He, I didn't ask you to give clothes to that stupid girl, why did you take them back again?"
When Qing He heard his young lady's voice, the stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.
"Miss……"
Qinghe looked around and pulled Cheng Xiao into the yard.
"Qing He, what are you doing, I have to go out." Cheng Xiao was very dissatisfied with being pulled by Qing He.
Qing He was nervous: "Miss, the one in the south courtyard is not quite right."
"What's wrong? Are you scared out of your mind?" Cheng Xiao took away her hand and patted it, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips: "Entering the palace is a dead end. She must have been frightened when she just learned the news."
"No." That look didn't look like he was frightened.
Qinghe truthfully reported to Cheng Xiao what happened in the south courtyard.
Including Chuzheng hitting herself and asking her to take back her dirty clothes.
After hearing this, Cheng Xiao's pretty face was full of gloom: "How dare she hit you? You're so brave! If you don't deal with her for a few days, she won't know what she is."
"Miss, I really think something is wrong with her..." Qing He whispered.
"Oh, so what if it's wrong, my mother has the final say in the palace now." Cheng Xiao was not afraid at all: "I'm going out now, and I'll take care of her when I come back!"
"Miss……"
