Chapter 309 He ate up to the bone! (7)

Yun Aotian squinted at her, "Say it, why don't you say it?"

Qing Luo lowered her head, like a child who has done something wrong, "My lord, I was wrong."

"Are you wrong?" Yun Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Where did you go wrong?"

Qing Luo scolded his eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart, "I shouldn't talk nonsense, run the train with my mouth full, and ask the prince to have a lot, and not be as knowledgeable as a little girl!"

"Hmph!" Yun Aotian snorted coldly, "I don't care about you, when I return to the capital, I just need to report your rebellious remarks to the Holy One.

How the Holy Majesty will deal with you at that time is not my business. "

But what happened to that mouthful of running the train?

"Ah?" Qing Luo was dumbfounded all of a sudden, what does this guy mean, is to let the wicked do it to the end?
If the emperor really heard her remarks, then she would die ten or eight times?

It's over, it's over, it's really okay to offend anyone, but you can't offend the Ninth Prince, the living king of Hades!

Now she was in a hurry: "Hey, my lord..."

Yun Aotian flicked his sleeves, and frowned in displeasure, "Feiying, what are you doing here? Did this king ask you to help in the kitchen?"

"Uh..." Feiying hurriedly got up, "Yes, Lord, I'll get out immediately!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Qing Luo a look like you wish you were lucky, and quickly disappeared in front of them.

Qing Luo is helpless, well, no one will help, I will do it myself.

Yun Aotian gave her a cold look, and issued an ultimatum:

"I'll give you another half an hour. If the food is not ready yet, you don't have to sleep tonight. Go stand in the snow!"

When he turned around, he dropped another sentence: "By the way, the king came here to tell you the food for a total of eight people, have you written it down?"

After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran left with a flick of his sleeves.

Throwing Qing Luo in the kitchen, he was dumbfounded and didn't react for a long time.

What the hell!For half an hour, he thought she had eight hands?

With so many people eating, she was busy working alone, should she be allowed to live?

Are you trying to make things difficult for her?

He was not allowed to sleep and stood in the snow at night. He was going to freeze her to death, so cruel!

For a moment Qing Luo really wanted to cry but had no tears.
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Old time, eight o'clock in the evening, eight o'clock.In other words, I wrote Nine Princes and Qing Luo very happily, I don’t know if everyone read it very happily, haha!
(End of this chapter)

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