God of War: Supreme War King

Gongyi shadowless suddenly sneered and looked directly at the misty rain of the upper official. His eyes were cold and cold, which was not consistent with linger's identity. An anger gushed out like a raging tide, and said with a cold face: "does the princess treat her own servants like this? This is the king's house of Jin. The princess has no scruples and is not afraid to be understood?"

"Ling'er, you..." Shangguan Yanyu seemed to think of something and paused for a moment, but he was accused by his maidservant several times. He suddenly felt that his face had been violated and his anger could not be suppressed. He took a step and rushed to Gongyi's shadowless face. As soon as he raised his hand, he wanted to hit her face, but she grabbed his wrist.

Shangguan Yanyu looked at Gongyi in amazement. She saw her sharp eyes, and the sarcastic arc on her lips gradually expanded. Her eyes were bright but fierce through her heart, and her sarcastic smile was stiff but particularly frightening. It was really strange to see such eyes and expressions from her maid's face.

Shangguan shuddered slightly, but he felt the coldness getting worse. He was so shocked that he couldn't believe it. For a moment, he felt an aggressive momentum spreading from linger, like the inviolable dignity of Uncle 14, which was frightening.

But she is the gentle and obedient maid, ling'er.

Gongyi glanced around without a shadow. He didn't see Liu Jinglian, who was shocked to lose his chin. Standing at the door, he forgot Qi Hong's next move.

In addition to the public instrument, several people basically stopped in place, as if time was still.

She calmly picked up the white porcelain pot from the tea table and shook it. The mouth of the pot explored between her nose and breath. Her eyes were like ice. There was still a sneer on her lips. She poured the quiet cold water in the pot solemnly and gently on the back of her right hand.

Shangguan Yanyu shivered. Looking at it, he had a strong feeling that 'ling'er' would slowly pour the pot of water on his head

Qi Hong suddenly ran over and shouted, "ling'er, the water has dropped on the painting of the fourth Lord." then she hurriedly cleaned up.

Shangguan Yanyu finally recovered, pointed to linger and shouted, "presumptuous! This is the portrait of Princess Chen that uncle Siwang wants to give to his father. How many cheap lives do you have?"

"A portrait that is hard to distinguish between true and false is worth fighting with one life? The fourth Lord is good at painting, and it's OK to draw ten or eight." Gong Yi has no shadow, and his cold and sharp eyes stare directly at the misty rain of Shangguan in a very light tone.

"Uncle Wang said that the painting was not as good as the eleventh scene at that time. The horse was flying fast, and Princess Chen's expression was fleeting. It's not easy to make another one with a collection of inspiration?" although the voice of Shangguan Yanyu was fierce, he forced a certain emotion.

Gongyi's shadowless eyes made her cold at the bottom of her heart. She was worried that her tolerant image would be lost in the king's house of Jin. Her tone was soft for several points. However, her anger was like a mountain and a sea. How can she let this bitch go?

She quietly pushed Qi Hong, who was cleaning up beside Gongyi shadowless. Qi Hong was not prevented. She touched Gongyi shadowless, who was still pouring water on the back of her hand. The water flowed down and poured it on the newly rolled scroll.

Qi Hong was shocked. She quickly knelt down and said incoherently: "damn the slave and maid, the princess calm down and air it. The slave and maid will deal with it now..."

Shangguan Yanyu looked at Qi Hong from a commanding position and said, "you clean up the room and let ling'er return the painting immediately."

Qi Hong obediently took down the porcelain pot in Gongyi's shadowless hand, stuffed the picture into her hand and whispered comfort: "the paper is very thick, it doesn't matter."