Queen's Purpose

Chapter 13 Do You Need To Ask Me What Her Royal Highness Wants To Do?

Xia Fanyin, "..."

Where is it fast? !
She was so angry at herself why she stopped to meddle in her own business, she should have run all the way to the wilderness!

Xia Fanyin glanced up from his arms.

The man was holding her with the jujube cake that she had just ordered to buy in his hand, and the whip in the other hand. Those slender and beautiful fingers were flawless in the sun, with distinct joints, matching his handsome face. Not much better than that.

"What are you talking about, who wants to run away?"

She blinked, and looked at him innocently, "I just came here to join in the fun because there were so many people here. Who knew that this entertainer not only wronged me for beating him, but also wanted to beat me with a whip!"

"Little bitch, who do you think wronged you?"

The busker beside him shouted angrily.

This stinky girl scolded him fiercely just now, but now she starts to pretend to be pitiful when she sees her man?
He wanted to pull back the whip in the man's hand, but he tried so hard, but the man still stood there as firmly as Mount Tai and did not move!
The busker's face changed, and he said angrily, "Where the hell did you come from, and you want to meddle in your own business?"

Quan Qingjiu glanced at him lightly.

He obviously didn't say a word, but the slender figure exuded an aura of calmness and self-prestige for no reason.

The busker was startled, and subconsciously softened his tone, "I discipline my dog, it's this stinky girl who meddles in other things and hits me with candied haws. Is it possible that I can pretend nothing happened?"

Quan Qingjiu's expression was indifferent, showing a bit of condescending disdain, "Such a powerless woman can't hide from throwing candied haws at you, so she has the nerve to make a lot of noise. I'm afraid she shouldn't be performing arts, go to the outskirts of the city to beg for more money." Suitable."

begging.

The crowd around suddenly burst into laughter.

The busker was furious, "You fucking fart! I see you are toasting, you don't eat fine wine!"

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to make a move, but someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Nine thousand years old!"

Everyone was shocked immediately.

The busker looked at the handsome man in front of him, his movements froze suddenly, a little bit of panic appeared on his face, and his legs trembled.

Nine...nine thousand years old? !
I've never seen a real person, but her name is... thunderous!
But it was too late for him to stop his movements at this time, Quan Qingjiu's palms were tightened, and the long whip in his hand was suddenly tightened, and with a raised long arm, he flung the person away with a cold face!

"what--!"

There were screams and cries of pain.

This fall, it seems that the bones of the whole body are about to be broken!
Everyone backed away in fright, and their minds of watching the excitement became awe-inspiring fear.

Quan Qingjiu didn't even bother to look at them, and grabbed Xia Fanyin's sleeve, dragging her back in what could be called a rough move.

Xia Fanyin bit her lip slightly, tugged at his sleeve, "Quan Qingjiu..."

The man glanced coldly at her.

Xia Fanyin felt guilty for a while.

She bit the bullet and pointed to the badly beaten little white dog not far away, "Well, can I take it away too?"

The man sneered, "Do you still need to ask me what Her Royal Highness wants to do?"

"..."

She sneered, "Chitose Mansion is your place, of course you have to ask you first when you bring the dog back. I understand this basic courtesy."

Seeing him staring at her coldly without speaking, Xia Fanyin panicked, and continued to probe with a smile on her face: "Then you... help me get some candied haws, okay?"

Ah.

Quan Qingjiu couldn't stop sneering.

This woman still has the face to command him?
(End of this chapter)