Chapter 31: Take Her Down

  Nalan Junna wore a dragon robe with a bright yellow color, the coiled dragons along the hem of his clothes wriggling upwards, exuding absolute majesty.

  The gradually westerning sunlight passed over the courtyard gate, casting a half-bright and half-dark shadow on his body, with an aura of gloom surrounding him. His slightly sunken deep eyebrows were now filled with deep discontent, staring deeply at Feng'er, revealing a hint of unconcealed killing intent.

  "A mere slave, daring to block the path of Her Majesty! If you don't step aside immediately, you will be charged with offending a superior and committing treason against the imperial family!"

  "Yes, Your Highness!" A tall and robust man wearing the royal guard uniform responded crisply beside the crown prince. He was Nalan Jun's personal bodyguard, named Gao Yuan.

  Nalan Jun's voice was scorching hot, and the chill that emanated from his entire body caused Feng'er's body to involuntarily tremble slightly.

  Looking again at Nalan Jyun's bodyguards who were about to charge up, their tall stature and ferocious expressions had a kind of long-term martial arts aura.

  Maple instinctively shrunk back, but she remembered that the young lady didn't want to see the prince earlier and didn't want him to disturb her. So she clenched her small face, gritted her teeth, and said loudly:

  "No way, Feng'er is Miss's servant, and Miss hasn't said it's okay, so Feng'er absolutely won't let anyone in!"

  Good job, Fang'er!

  Ming Yu slowly walked over, a smile at the corner of her mouth, her right hand patting the palm of her left hand. "Feng'er, you're doing great, Miss likes you like this!"

  Maple was originally a desperate heart, gritting his teeth and going up, as soon as he heard Ming Yuqiong's voice, he happily looked back.

  "Miss, how did you get out!"

  She glanced at Ming Yuleng's clothes and saw that they were still the same as before, and she felt a little guilty. "Miss, Feng'er originally helped you boil water, but the crown prince insisted on coming in."

  Maple said, casting a glance at Nalan Jun, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

  If it weren't for him, she would have poured water for the young lady long ago!

  Nalan Jyun had his hands clasped behind his back, his face sinking as he was being teased by Feng Er, when he suddenly heard the soft, crystal-like voice that sounded like a gentle breeze rustling through a beaded curtain, and looked up with his deep eyes.

  Ming Yu Kong still wore the same clothes as before, and couldn't help but frown. Every young lady in the boudoir was like this - if their clothes got a little dirty, they would immediately change into new ones.

  However, Nalan Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and for some reason, although her small face was pale and clear, and the clothes on her body were not carefully selected, they did not stain a single speck of dust.

  But just looking at it, that small face as soft as a jasmine flower, emits a different kind of radiance.

  Like a pearl that has been covered in dust for a long time, it was blown away by a gust of wind, and finally burst out with a dazzling light.

  And that one set of dirty and unchanged clothes, even more so reflected that one pale white face, like a white lotus emerging from the muddy soil, as if it had a rich yet shallow fragrance, following her footsteps, blowing on her face, brushing against her heart.

  This feeling, which he rarely senses in people, is a temperament that exudes an aura that makes it difficult for others to dislike him from the inside out.

  Even those unclean things seemed to have become her companions.

  Is this really Ming Yuqiong? But looking at this familiar appearance, if it's not Ming Yuqiong, who else could it be.

  Gao Yuan looked at Ming Yuqiong silently, his calm eyes also gazing at Ming Yuqiong, with a deep sense of surprise in the bottom of his eyes.

  He has always followed the prince, and has seen this Miss Ming two times. He usually lowers his head, sits alone without speaking, plays with his fingers, like a living puppet, with dull eyes.

  Today, she looks just like a leather pouch, but inside, she has been infused with the most spiritual water from Wangmu Garden. Her whole being exudes a light and pure aura, especially her eyes, which are as misty as smoke, suddenly making people feel that she is soft and innocent.

  No wonder the prince didn't say a word, the difference between them was just too great.

  However, is the previous order still to be executed? Gaoyuan glanced at Nalan Jun and asked respectfully after a pause: "Your Highness, do you still want to take down that little maid from earlier?"

  Nalan Jun furrowed his brow, withdrawing his gaze from Ming Yuqiong's body and turning to look at Gao Yuan. His eyes gleamed like a hawk's, "Of course we need to take down that little servant girl who dares to offend! Didn't you hear what I said?"

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