Fallen Imperial Consort from Heaven

Laughter once again rang out in the restaurant, causing the man's face to change between shades of green and white.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and teach her a lesson!"

Seemingly only in front of his own servant would he be able to regain some dignity, he slapped the servant beside him.

"Yes …" "Yes, Young Master."

Immediately afterwards, a few large, fiendish hands charged towards the young girl.

On the other side of the restaurant, a man dressed in purple was sitting elegantly at a wide round table. His long clean fingers were gently pinching the wine cup in his hand as he carefully savored it.

Even when he sat and drank without saying a word, his imposing manner easily overpowered everyone present.

The surroundings were suffused with a cold chill, causing people to not dare to get too close to him.

Beside him stood a green-clothed man. He held a sharp sword in his hand and respectfully stood by the man's side. He frowned as he looked at the unstoppable scene in front of him.

"Mistress, do we need to help?"

The eyes of the man who was called master by the azure-dressed man drooped slightly. His actions of drinking wine paused slightly, and then, he completed the motion of drinking wine.

Her beautiful, thin lips lightly tugged, "No need, against Wei Ling, she's enough."

"..."

The light robed man looked exasperated. "Mistress, your subordinate is talking about whether or not I should help Heir Wei."

"Him?"

The man's beautiful eyes lightly moved, and his seemingly carefree gaze swiftly glanced at the fat man that hurriedly dodged in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled into a trace of ridicule and ridicule.

"Aren't you supposed to be taught a lesson for sweeping away This King's mood in drinking?"

"Yes."

The green-robed man didn't say anything else as he respectfully stood by the man's side.

On the other side, the fat man had already been knocked to the ground by the girl, while the group of thugs on the ground were also wailing in pain.

The young girl's feet stepped on the bald man's chest. It seemed easy, but every time she moved her feet, she could hear the man's painful wails.

"Are you convinced?"

"Tsk … Surrender, chivalrous mercy, chivalrous mercy … "

"To submit so easily, are you even a man?"

A heavy kick landed on the man's body, causing him to wail in pain once again.

"No …" "Unconvinced, unconvinced..."

Another heavy kick landed on the man's body.

"Aiyo, my aunt, are you going to let me convince you or not? I'll listen to you, okay? "It hurts so bad."

The bald man's face was hideous as he grimaced in pain.

Only then did the girl retract her foot in satisfaction. She clapped her hands and brushed off the dust on her body as she said indifferently, "Next time you come out and mess around, you still have to clearly see whose territory it is. Xiao Yue, let's go. "

"Yes, miss."

The servant girl called Miss nervously followed the young girl and left the restaurant.

The purple clothed man sitting at the west side of the table was still casually holding the wine cup in his hand, carefully tasting the fine wine in the cup. His thin lips that were as sharp as knives, under the cover of the cup's rim, formed an unknown arc.

"Xiao Yue, look at you. You have a face that's even more beautiful than this Princess's. If I bring you out to play, even my limelight would be taken away by you."

Liu Ruo Qing played with the servant girl's neck with one hand as he walked down the streets of Jin Du disrespectfully. That fight just now was really fun, it had been a long time since she had practice.