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Lu Xiang switched hands for support, and said casually, "No."

"Don't go?" A burst of screams sounded, Meng Yixiang looked at Lu Xiang in disbelief, her bright face was as stiff as a stone: "Why? Your Highness ordered, does the third lady know the consequences of disobedience? ?”

Is she crazy?

It's so straightforward that I can't say it.

From Meng Yixiang's point of view, Lu Xiang's being favored by Chu Jinyan and marrying her as a concubine is a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes, and she should be careful to please the eight princes all the time to protect this hard-won reputation. Parts, not so complacent and aloof.

Does she think that the imperial decree has been issued, so she can make her petty temper vainly try to let the Eighth Prince coax her.

Humph, what a naive woman.

Lu Xiang didn't know what Meng Yixiang was thinking, if she knew, she might laugh out loud.

When she married Chu Jinyan, she was never a careful attachment, a flattery.

"I don't know." Lu Xiang looked at Meng Yixiang who looked shocked, with a slight arc on the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Ms. Meng may as well let me see it."

Meng Yixiang's stiff expression was like a dried stone statue, as if it would be cracked every inch of it in the next moment.

Lu Xiang's eyes were very gentle, but Meng Yixiang only felt that the pressure falling on her body was suffocating her breath, and her heart was beating loudly: "Slave... I dare not!"

"Has Miss Meng finished? If you finish, then walk slowly." The bright order to evict guests was like an invisible slap on her face, making Meng Yixiang's face turn red instantly.

She moved her lips, and wanted to say something, but under Lu Xiang's heavy eyes, she couldn't utter a word, so she could only say "resignation" dryly, and then subconsciously glanced at Ah Man.

It's just that Ah Man didn't know what he was thinking, his beautiful eyebrows were almost twisted into a pimple, and he didn't even see Meng Yixiang's eyes signal to her.

Meng Yixiang choked on the fragrance, so he gritted his teeth angrily and left.

She got into the carriage with a livid face, feeling resentful and apprehensive in her heart, she didn't even handle such a trivial matter entrusted to her by His Highness, what does His Highness think?
However, it is clear that Third Miss Lu is ignorant of good and bad, and His Highness would be annoyed by her arrogance, so it is best to feel disgusted by it, and see how she can stand after marrying into the family.

She has been with His Highness for more than ten years, and Miss Lu has only known His Highness for a long time. The relationship between her and His Highness is unmatched by others.

Thinking of this, Meng Yixiang felt a little better.

Lu Xiang switched hands for support, and said casually, "No."

"Don't go?" A burst of screams sounded, Meng Yixiang looked at Lu Xiang in disbelief, her bright face was as stiff as a stone: "Why? Your Highness ordered, does the third lady know the consequences of disobedience? ?”

Is she crazy?

It's so straightforward that I can't say it.

From Meng Yixiang's point of view, Lu Xiang's being favored by Chu Jinyan and marrying her as a concubine is a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes, and she should be careful to please the eight princes all the time to protect this hard-won reputation. Parts, not so complacent and aloof.

Does she think that the imperial decree has been issued, so she can make her petty temper vainly try to let the Eighth Prince coax her.

Humph, what a naive woman.

Lu Xiang didn't know what Meng Yixiang was thinking, if she knew, she might laugh out loud.

When she married Chu Jinyan, she was never a careful attachment, a flattery.

"I don't know." Lu Xiang looked at Meng Yixiang who looked shocked, with a slight arc on the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Ms. Meng may as well let me see it."

Meng Yixiang's stiff expression was like a dried stone statue, as if it would be cracked every inch of it in the next moment.

Lu Xiang's eyes were very gentle, but Meng Yixiang only felt that the pressure falling on her body was suffocating her breath, and her heart was beating loudly: "Slave... I dare not!"

"Has Miss Meng finished? If you finish, then walk slowly." The bright order to evict guests was like an invisible slap on her face, making Meng Yixiang's face turn red instantly.

(End of this chapter)

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