Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 49

Yue Wanling's innocence and dominance are really a good match for the fourth prince's fighting cock.

Well, there is a pair made in heaven, if you don't help them, Yuelao will definitely cry.

"Eldest sister, let me remind you weakly, you are not the fiancée of the fourth prince now, you really don't have to worry about not being able to see the sun tomorrow if you offend the prince now?"

She couldn't let Yue Wanling kill herself, so who would harm Lian Chengyi?

Yue Wanling was pulled back from her obsession, with an embarrassed expression on her face: "Little bitch, how dare you threaten me, don't worry about Shizi's people, drag the little trash out first."

The servants rushed forward, trying to grab the top spot.

Gu Hong sat there calmly, cursing that he deserved it.

Originally, she could have destroyed that woman directly.

But she wanted to run out and talk a lot, she really was a little trash and couldn't be helped.

Gu Hong despised Yue Jianxi.

Yue Jianxi chuckled: "Guhong, it seems that I'll be treating your brother later, I'm probably not able to get out of bed for ten days and a half months after being beaten."

Gu Hong stood up suddenly, and quickly stuck two chopsticks in his hands towards the two servants who were running in the front.

The pain caused the two of them to scream like butchered pigs.

Eyes bleed instantly.

Tsk tsk, the attack is really cruel, she likes it.

Yue Jianxi held the bowl and looked at it with admiration.

Yue Wanling's face turned pale in an instant: "Well, you lowly servant girl, how dare you hurt someone in Yuefu, I'll tell grandpa right away."

After speaking, he pulled up his skirt and ran away.

Yue Jianxi chased her out: "Sister, you don't search for gold anymore, then I'm going to move my position later."

After speaking, he burst out laughing, and the sound like a silver bell rang through the entire backyard.

In the gazebo in the garden, two sons were playing chess. Hearing this sound, Lian Tianjue hooked his lips: "Your house doesn't seem so boring, who lives there?"

Yue Fengxiang glanced at the yard over there, and thought for a while: "It's probably the second younger sister who moved in last night."

"Second sister? When did you have a second sister?"

Yue Fengxiang smiled lightly: "If I put it another way, you will know, the most famous little waste in Nanzhao Kingdom."

Lian Tianjue's eyes lighted slightly: "Speaking of her, I forgot to tell you what happened in the palace the day before yesterday."

"What else can she do in the palace."

In Yue Fengxiang's eyes, this second younger sister has a cowardly temper since she was a child, living in the backyard like an orphan, and he once helped her out loudly, but she is simply an idiot who can't help her.

"Brother Si Huang refused to withdraw the engagement, which made my father's head ache. The funniest thing is that it's not necessarily impossible to withdraw the engagement, but we have to marry our little thousand-year-old Xuan Wang's son, dare to offend the father at once. , Brother Four, Prince Xuan's son, you can still escape unscathed, your second sister is not an ordinary person."

Lian Tianjue thought it was funny when he thought about her young and spooky appearance.

Yue Fengxiang looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure you are talking about my second sister?"

"Second Miss Yuefu, Yue Jianxi, the daughter of Marquis Yue, is only three feet long at the age of 15, can Nan Zhaoguo find a second one?"

Yue Fengxiang still didn't believe it: "Impossible, how could she have the guts, maybe someone pretended to be her."

"Whether it's her or not, you'll know when you go and have a look."

After Lian Tianjue finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the small courtyard next to the garden.

Yue Fengxiang felt that it was inappropriate, although Yue Jianxi was small, but she was already a mature person, the Seventh Prince was an adult prince, so it would not be good to see him like this.

If my mother finds out, I have to talk about him again.

After hesitating for a while, Lian Tianjue has already entered the small courtyard next to him.

Yue Fengxiang had no choice but to quickly follow.

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