My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 161 This Misunderstanding Is Big

"Uh. It's not pickpocketing...it's borrowing, borrowing, do you understand?"

Murong Jiuqing quickly changed his words and corrected.

"Borrow? Didn't you just say that when you saw Mo, he was already in a coma?" Ye Beixuan asked coldly.

Everyone is in a coma, who else does she care about borrowing?
"You, an unruly woman, took advantage of Prince Mo's coma to forcibly touch him, and even tarnished Prince Mo's innocence."

Mingying finally couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up from the ground with an angry face, and roared loudly at Murong Jiuqing.

"Pollution, innocence?"

Murong Jiuqing spat out these four words with difficulty, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

This time, there was a big misunderstanding.

"What stain? I just took off his clothes. Why are you so nervous?"

"Just took off a piece of clothing~?"

Ye Beixuan stared at Murong Jiuqing coldly with deep eyes.

That tone, as if the husband was interrogating Hong Xing's cheating wife.

"..."

Murong Jiuqing's voice choked.

Meeting Ye Beixuan's cold and stern eyes, he felt guilty for no reason.

And right now.

Nan Fengmo, who was originally sitting quietly, actually made a movement that drove Murong Jiuqing crazy...

He first pointed to his lips, and then looked at Murong Jiuqing innocently.

A pair of bright eyes flashed and flashed, and the eyes were full of anticipation.

boom!
Ye Beixuan pressed his palm on the pillar of the gazebo, and with a burst of spiritual energy in his palm, the stone pillar shattered into powder.

An unprecedented surge of spiritual power exploded out.

Bang bang bang!
Under this violent spiritual power, the roof of the gazebo was blown off on the spot, and it was directly shattered into slag in mid-air.

"Ye Beixuan, why are you crazy? I was just doing artificial respiration for him to save him."

Murong Jiuqing shouted angrily.

Are these two masters and servants crazy?

Why does it sound like I am a scum who specializes in deceiving innocent and beautiful men?
"Artificial respiration?"

Ye Beixuan stared at Murong Jiuqing coldly.

Whatever the word means.

But just from the literal sound, it is not so simple.

Murong Jiu stared back at Ye Beixuan angrily, a silent protest.

What are you doing?
She really just gave him artificial respiration.

"...Xiao Jiu, I believe in you."

Yun Mu held back for a long time, and finally uttered a word.

Just that look, that tone of voice.

It seemed as reluctant as it could be.

"Thank you."

Murong Jiu tilted his gaze away.

Shrugging feebly, he thanked Yun Mu.

Ye Beixuan's handsome face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.

That expression was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Woman, I will settle this matter with you later."

Ye Beixuan gritted his teeth tightly, and said coldly to Murong Jiuqing.

Murong Jiuqing almost wanted to cry but had no tears.

And the instigator of the incident was looking at Ye Beixuan and Murong Jiuqing suspiciously.

Before the expected kiss, Nan Fengmo's face, which looked like a painting monster, immediately drooped in frustration.

A pair of bright eyes dimmed instantly.

That look of loss made people's heart twitch involuntarily.

"Xuan, let me go with Xiao Jiu first to treat the Seventh Prince."

Yun Mu looked at the stalemate in front of him, coughed lightly, and stood up to smooth things over.

"..."

Ye Beixuan stood on the spot with low pressure all over his body.

After a while, he nodded coldly.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)