Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo glanced at her, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Come and sell you."

Yan'er suddenly exclaimed in shock, her eyes showing fear.

Dongfang Jian and Prince Qing naturally heard the conversation between the two women. The corner of Prince Qing's mouth twitched, while Dongfang Jian turned to look at Fan Tianluo. Seeing her sly and playful expression, his heart moved, as if he was relieved , because as far as he knew, the younger sister in the previous life did not have such a lively and lovely side, she was low-key and lifeless, how could she know how to play tricks on others.

Seeing Dongfang Jian looking at him, Fan Tianluo stuck out her tongue at him, then laughed lightly.

Yan'er looked at Dongfang Jian in great horror, and suddenly she backed up, the stool fell down, and she knelt on the ground with a thud and wept, "Young master, spare your life, young master, please forgive me. Yan'er will never dare again. Don't sell Yan'er." After speaking, she burst into tears.

"Yan'er, Miss Fan was joking with you." Prince Qing also laughed when he saw it.

Dongfang Jian looked at Yan'er in disgust, then at Fan Tianluo and raised his eyebrows: "Fan'er wants to sell her?"

Fan Tianluo was taken aback, Yan'er panicked, knowing that she had been fooled, but her actions aroused the young master's disgust, she immediately looked at Fan Tianluo anxiously and said, "Sister, so you were joking, you scared Yan'er to death. "

"I'm not kidding, this place is actually quite suitable for you." Fan Tianluo's words made all three of them stunned, even the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground trembled, she was such a ruthless woman.

"Sister, you, aren't you joking?" Yan'er was a little dumbfounded, not knowing why this happened.

"The right to decide is not in my hands. It doesn't matter if I am joking or not. You are the young master's woman." Fan Tianluo laughed, thinking that she was another self-righteous and extremely stupid woman, with a bitch like Dongfang Jian, Wanting to get a special favor is simply a dream.

"Young master, Yan'er was wrong, young master, please forgive me." Yan'er noticed that Dongfang Jian was staring at her silently, her heart was trembling, and she hurriedly cried again, with a very pitiful look.

"Where did you go wrong?" Fan Tianluo really wanted to ask.

Yan'er was taken aback for a moment, Dongfang Jian and Prince Qing also looked at her strangely, Fan Tianluo shrugged and said, "It's none of my business." After speaking, he took a sip of tea by himself.

After being silent for a while, Dongfang Jian suddenly laughed lightly, reached out to touch Fan Tianluo's smooth long hair and said, "So you are very naughty, since you think this place is suitable for Yan'er, let her stay here."

"Ah! Young Master!" Yan'er almost passed out.

Two porters who had just carried the sedan chair came in outside the door, and they went straight to Yan'er.

"Don't! Don't, young master, Yan'er knows she's wrong, don't dare again, Yan'er don't stay here, sister, forgive me, forgive me, woohoo." Yan'er burst into tears, her pretty face turned blue with fright.

Fan Tianluo raised her eyebrows and said: "Young master, you are so cruel, you won't do the same to Fan'er in the future, right?"

"Hehehe, you are special." After she finished speaking and waved her hands, Yan'er was dragged out of the door by two men while crying and struggling.

Prince Qing's complexion was extremely stiff, and he looked at Fan Tianluo in disbelief, probably because he didn't expect her to be so ruthless, this is the woman who is the Dongfang Sword, and she has already competed for favor, her methods are so ruthless that he can't help it Terrified.

"Brother Jian, this is not good, Yan'er came out to accompany Fan'er anyway." Prince Qing felt that it was too cruel.