MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 407 sue

  Chapter 407 Complaint

  In what looks like an ordinary house, something unusual is happening.

   Negative Xue was cornered step by step by young men who were much taller than him, with a frightened look in his eyes: "You, you go away, the girl will teach you a lesson if she finds out!"

  The appearance of the young man on the verge of weeping aroused Wei Feng's inevitability.

  He had been looking forward to this day for too long.

  Miss Luo?

   Miss Luo is not easy to provoke, but she doesn't know it.

  Holding the young man in a corner, Wei Feng bent his lips and smiled: "Teach me? Your girl Luo doesn't know anything, how can you teach me?"

   As he spoke, he pinched the young man's slender chin and said in dissatisfaction: "It's you, forget Miss Luo early, and follow me with peace of mind in the future. I won't treat you badly."

   Not far away, Xu Xi, who was tied to a chair by Wuhuada, was struggling angrily with a sweat towel in his mouth.

   Wei Feng took a look when he heard the movement, and said impatiently: "If you make trouble again and throw you to death in a mass grave, I think there is no place to arrange you."

  Xu Qi's struggling movements froze.

  Although Prince Pingnan's treatment of Xuxue made him sick and angry, and he felt pitiful for Lingxue who fell into the clutches of the devil, but!

  What does it mean that there is no place to arrange to throw him in a mass grave?

  He is not ugly!

  Even if you can't be a male favorite, you shouldn't be thrown into a mass grave.

  Thinking about what happened these days, coupled with the differential treatment of Prince Pingnan's son, the young man was so shocked that he began to doubt his life.

  Is he that bad?

   Seeing that Xu Qi had stopped moving, Wei Feng nodded in satisfaction, and told a young man, "Take care of him."

  The young man was born with red lips and white teeth, and he looked a little like Lixue. He nodded upon hearing this, with grievance in his eyes.

  Young master has a new love, don't you want him?

   Wei Feng would not care about the mood of a male favorite, dragging Xuexue by the wrist to another room.

   "Let go of me, let me go, the girl will bring Dabai to save me!"

  Hearing that Neg Xue mentioned Dabai, Wei Feng's expression twisted for a moment.

  He can't forget the humiliation of being screwed by that goose.

   "Stop dreaming, if you are more sensible, I can ignore that goose, otherwise I will find a chance to break its neck sooner or later—"

   Just then, there was a loud bang.

   Wei Feng paused, subconsciously looked out.

  Outside the main room, a girl in plain clothes looked in with a blank expression.

  The moment their eyes collided, Wei Feng's eyes shrank suddenly, showing an expression of disbelief.

  How did Miss Luo come here!

  Where are the attendants? Are his two valets dead?

   Wei Feng looked around subconsciously.

  Shi Yan laughed and said, "Don't look for it, the person is here."

   With two plops, the two attendants were thrown in front of Wei Feng like being thrown sacks.

   Fear flashed in Wei Feng's eyes, and he stared at Luo Sheng: "You—"

  Luo Sheng had no intention of listening to nonsense, and said coldly, "Call me!"

  Shi Yan strode over.

   One step faster than Shi Yan was Hongdou.

  The little servant girl walked like flying, and shouted at the top of her voice: "Prince Pingnan is so shameless, he even snatched our girl's face and became the male favourite!"

  The teenage girl had a loud voice, and her high-pitched voice could be heard far away.

  The two women who stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked in to watch the excitement couldn't help but look at each other.

   Look what they heard!

   Prince Pingnan's son?

   Grabbing a girl's face?

  Being a male favorite?

   It's too lively, and it's much more affordable than going to see the No. 1 Scholar Parade.

  The young woman couldn't help but ask Shi Yan who was idle at the side: "Brother, who are you girls?"

   After asking, I realized I was nervous.

  This young man has a serious face and looks a little scary.

   Unexpectedly, the young man who looked scary answered her question: "Our girl is the daughter of Governor Luo, Miss Luo."

   "Miss Luo?" The young woman's voice suddenly rose, with uncontainable excitement, "I know Miss Luo, why did Miss Luo come here?"

  The famous girl Luo, who doesn't know.

  She also knew that Miss Luo opened a restaurant, and once her man took her past the door of the restaurant, smelling the scent and insisted on going in to have a look, but she woke her up with a big mouth.

   Legend has it that a man with a wealthy family went bankrupt because he went to that black shop for two meals, and even sold his house.

   Is this a place where their little people can go?

  The scary-looking young man was still patient: "The girl's face was snatched by Prince Pingnan when she went to the street to watch the fun, and we chased it all the way."

  The young woman returned contentedly to the older woman.

  In such a large house, it is impossible for everyone to go to the street to watch the excitement, and there are always some who stay at home. At this time, they heard the movement and came over one after another to inquire about the situation.

  The two women were beaming with joy as they talked, until Luo Sheng and his party turned Wei Feng away, they still kept talking.

  In the blink of an eye, the news that Prince Pingnan had robbed Miss Luo of his face spread.

   "Miss Luo, shall we go back to the wine shop, or go to the Pingnan Palace?" Shi Yan asked with a glance at Wei Feng.

  Based on his understanding of Miss Luo, there are nine out of ten chances that he will call her.

   "Not even going." Luo Sheng looked calm.

   It seemed that the one who was pressed by the red beans was not Prince Pingnan, nor was there a long line of spectators behind him.

   "Where are you going?" Shi Yan couldn't figure it out.

   You can't take people to the Jinlinwei Yamen, and ask Luo Dadu to make the decision, right?

  As the son of Prince Pingnan, this is inappropriate.

  Luo Sheng smiled: "Naturally, I'm going to Shuntian Mansion, I'm asking the Yin of Shuntian Mansion to make the decision."

  Shi Yan was stunned.

  Hongdou curled her lips: "Shi Sanhuo, are you Yumu head? The dignified prince of Pingnan robbed in broad daylight. We girls are soft-spoken. If you don't go to Shuntian Mansion to ask Master Qingtian to make the decision, who else can you turn to?"

   "Sister Hongdou is right." Shi Yan gave a thumbs up.

  Miss Luo is going to put Prince Pingnan's son to death, and she can even think of a big move to Shuntian Mansion.

  Thinking about it this way, the master has worked very hard to become like this in front of Miss Luo, and it is not easy.

   Wei Feng, whose mouth was gagged with a sweat towel, struggled violently when he heard this.

  Xu Qi was very happy to see it.

   It's really a turn of events, what about the arrogance that Prince Pingnan wanted to throw him into a mass grave just now?

   Sure enough, the wicked have their own grind.

  Xu Qi quietly glanced at Luo Sheng.

  The young girl walks calmly, with calm eyebrows and eyes.

  Xu Qi couldn't help shivering.

  The female devil is too scary. From now on, he should chop wood honestly, and plan to escape with the cook slowly.

  The gate of Shuntian Mansion was deserted, and the yamen servant was bored counting the house sparrows on the branches.

  No way, normal people are watching the fun today, who will sue the Shuntian government office?

  The yamen servant inadvertently raised his eyes, and saw a dark group of people approaching from far to near.

  The yamen servant suddenly regained his energy, and hurriedly pulled his companions: "Look quickly, is the team of champion parades coming!"

  Another yamen servant shook his head wonderingly: "It shouldn't be, the parade of champions is not this route."

   "Wait, the one at the beginning seems to be—"

  The two yamen servants looked at each other and said in unison: "Miss Luo!"

  (end of this chapter)