Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping

"Wow, Lord 49, you're so powerful ~"

Not even two minutes after the steward had retreated, the six maids left in the room covered their chests and cried out in admiration.

"I heard that Steward Cong is a steward of the royal family that General Molda specially brought from Skywolf. "You're actually not afraid of him ~"

Only then did Ink Yan understand.

I said why didn't you move when you saw the silver! It turned out to be the royal family's butler! He had seen a lot of good things in the past, even the jewelry that was worth a hundred gold taels!

"And you were also brought here by General Molda from the Sirius?"

Ink Yan quickly regained her senses and looked at the servant girl that was left behind. They were small and delicate, with fair skin and relatively flat faces. They were completely different from Morda, whose facial features were deeply hidden.

The servant girl closest to Ink Yan lowered her head and answered in a low voice.

"I don't have that kind of fortune. We sisters have been sent over by the general from the Prince of the South's estate upon his arrival. "

"So we sisters even heard that the general was temperamental and would punish disobedient servants. We were worried all day …"

"Who knows," The servant girl said as she secretly lifted her eyes to look at Ink Yan. Remembering that this "handsome youth" had previously taken out a lot of valuable things from her chest, the admiration in her eyes increased, and her tone became more sweet.

"Heaven allowed us to meet you ~ You're so handsome and extraordinary, even when facing Housekeeper Cong, your face didn't change at all. I presume you're a good host."

Hearing this, Mo Yan almost burst out laughing!

Even though he was good-looking and had to face off against Butler Cong, it didn't have much to do with his good master! The reason why these girls were so busy giving him soup was probably because they realized his "wealth", right?

Thinking of this, Ink Yan once again reached into her arms, "You can all come over here." She took out a dried up money bag and took out a stack of banknotes. He called the maids over one by one, and each of them handed a card to Zhang Xuan. His tone was still as though he was burning more money than usual.

"I've just arrived at this place and haven't been doing my job properly. I still need all of you fairy sisters to put in a lot of effort to help me!"

"Wow!"

"One hundred liang!"

The first servant girl who received the banknote let out an uncontrollable shriek of someone winning a prize. Her tender face was covered with a layer of bright red! The eyes that looked at him became so passionate that they could fry eggs! Even his grateful attitude was completely different from before!

"Thank you, Lord 49 ~"

The servant girl pressed the banknotes to her chest and tilted her head, causing her entire body to take on a seductive S-shape. She then blinked her eyes affectionately, and directly charged Ink Yan in front of a lot of people!

"Lord 49, I want to accompany you to rest tonight. What do you think ~ ~"

Mist Grass!

At that time, Ink Yan had only thought that since these female servants wanted more money, she might as well give them more! Who didn't know that there was someone who could cause ghosts to grind their bones?!

Who knew, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she covered her face, silently wondering if she had overworked herself? This caused the servant girl to have the urge to climb up the bed?

At this time, the servant girl who answered Mo Yan's first question suddenly stood up and shouted sternly, "Slut! The lord has only given you a few advantages, yet you dare to have thoughts that you shouldn't have! And you still dare to speak such vulgar words in front of your lordship! "

"Do you believe that I'll leave right now and catch up to Steward Cong!?"

Clang!

Ink Yan blinked her eyes. The little servant girl who had begged her to crawl out of the bed had already covered half of her face and was lying on the ground, moaning in pain. She didn't dare to say anything! The adoring gaze no longer remained, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably as if possessed by a ghost.

"Wuwuwu, big sister Xiangling, I beg of you, please don't report this to Steward Cong, wuwuwu …"

Just then, Ink Yan suddenly thought of the old housekeeper who had just left. Deep down, he felt that his future might not be as smooth as he had anticipated.

As expected, in less than half an hour, the housekeeper who had previously bid farewell to Ink Yan appeared in front of Mo Da, bowing respectfully as he reported to him.

"Reporting to the general, this old servant has just sent the best medicine and beautiful servant girls for the general." 49 Satisfied with the general's arrangements. And he even sent some gifts to this old servant. " As he spoke, he retrieved the brocade sack from his robes and poured out all of the jewelry that Ink Yan had given him.

Instantly, the transparent gems piled up like candy in front of Molda, reflecting an enchanting brilliance. Morda was not surprised when he was intoxicated.

The destructive nature of the battle in the underground beast battle had swept away a large amount of money from the thousands of rich and powerful people present. Although the jewelry before her was precious, it was nothing compared to the total income she earned that night.

Moreover, compared to how much money she had under her, Molda was only interested in one thing.

"Did he swear allegiance to you?"

Steward Cong shook his head and replied honestly.

"Nope."

"Then you didn't remind him to be loyal to me?"

Mo Da was slightly displeased, his eyelids slightly closed, his imposing manner was not angry, but at the same time, he was showing his might.

After failing twice in a row, Molda vaguely felt that his pride of wanting to get the wind and rain and get the rain was gone forever.

Butler Cong kneeled on the ground, and replied without even lifting his head, "49's madness is far beyond my imagination. He actually used the matter of an adult supporting him in the Beast Battling Arena to retaliate against a servant. That's why this servant was unable to ask that question. "

"As for my lord's instructions to probe for other information …" The old servant was ashamed. At present, he hadn't found any other inadequacies other than being wild. I beg of you, General, for the sake of having served you for more than ten years before this old servant, please circumvent me this time! "In the future, I will definitely respect your industry, no matter what method I use, I will definitely find out what the general wants from you!"

Morda said a bit gloomily, forget it, and began to look for a glass of wine.

It was to be expected that the steward would succeed in making things difficult for him. I'm afraid the steward can't be blamed for this.

"Then General, what should we do now?"

Butler Cong, who had escaped punishment due to luck, ignored Mo Da's dismal and quickly asked again.

"You must think of another way! Otherwise, if you are allowed to live freely like this, 49 will definitely become the greatest threat to you! "

Before Morda, he had only wanted to drink to ease his depression. However, once the words of 'disaster' left his mouth, the hand that Molda was holding onto his wine cup paused, and once again, the indistinct look of Ink Mist being bathed in blood appeared in his vision.

"Molda, I will use all the knowledge I have learned in my life to kill you! You will definitely die like a blade of grass! "

If, thought Molda unconsciously, he had been able to recall the scene, if he had been able to recapture this proud scourge at all costs, would he still be so indulgent with men?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Molda's mind, and he finally thought of a suitable solution.

"Butler Cong, didn't you worry that 49 would become a disaster in the end?"

"Then let him manage the backyard first?" I've heard recently that it's not peaceful there. There's a woman climbing the wall with me on her back. "Since he's here, why don't you let him check it out for me?"