"Greetings, Princess! May you be well!"
Princess Yong'an immediately greeted him, her whole body trembling.
I was so angry I felt like I was about to explode.
Why is this evil spirit here?
It’s over!
Could this evil spirit be misunderstanding his relationship with that person?
Oh my god!
Please don't!
"Tell me, what did Brother An'an say to you, what did he ask you to do, and who did he go to see this time? Tell me everything clearly."
The woman sat on a vermilion chair, wrapped in a snow-white fox fur coat. She wore no jewelry whatsoever, and had round eyes with a dot of vermilion between her brows. She was both lovely and beautiful.
But the cinnabar mark between her eyebrows gave her a bewitching look.
The woman was clutching a hand warmer in her arms; it was only winter, but she was already freezing.
But they still had to sit in the courtyard.
That's really strange!
Princess Yong'an trembled, trying to speak several times, but couldn't utter a word, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead in her anxiety.
"I, I, I..."
"Giggle giggle."
The Princess of Yong'an was extremely surprised.
She thought she would be scolded by this devil, so why is she laughing instead?
Princess Qu Ling laughed heartily, nestled coquettishly in her chair, and asked sweetly, "Yong'an, why are you so scared? I won't do anything to you~"
Her tone was gentle, as if the warmth of the hand warmer in her arms affected the temperature.
The county magistrate of Yong'an breathed a sigh of relief.
Why is the princess being so agreeable this time? Could it be...?
"Climb over here."
The three cold words struck, and Princess Yong'an looked up in astonishment at Princess Qu Ling, whose expression had suddenly changed. Yet, she felt a strange sense of reassurance that "this is how it should be!"
The county magistrate of Yong'an gritted his teeth and crawled over on his knees.
They climbed all the way to Princess Quling's feet before stopping.
“Raise your head.”
With each command given, the once arrogant Princess Yong'an became like a lapdog, doing whatever she was told.
The princess of Yong'an County was forced to lift her chin by being grabbed by the other party.
Princess Qu Ling pouted, scrutinizing him carefully. After a moment, she shook her head, seemingly disappointed, "Your looks aren't good enough. How could you possibly make Brother An'an come all this way to see you?"
"Princess, you've misunderstood..."
"Shh!"
Princess Qu Ling slowly raised a finger and placed it on the other person's lips, then smiled slightly, as cute as a girl next door: "Your appearance is too ordinary. Hmm, if you had a cinnabar dot between your eyebrows like me, you would look much better."
"How could I be worthy of having a cinnabar mole? Only a beauty as stunning as the princess deserves it... Ah!"
"Smack!"
Before the county magistrate of Yong'an could finish his flattering words, he was slapped to the ground.
The county magistrate of Yong'an lay on the ground, completely bewildered.
How could this person be such a scoundrel!
Isn't she humble enough?
He was practically wagging his tail at her!
Why did I get beaten up even after praising her?
"So many people have a cinnabar mole, I hope you have one too." Princess Qu Ling said calmly, a flash of murderous intent crossing her eyes.
She hated those sycophants who said she was stunningly beautiful.
Because she knew very well that her appearance was simply pretty, she never dressed up in a flamboyant way.
What I want is that aloof and refined noble temperament.
When she hears someone praise her stunning beauty, she feels that the person is deliberately mocking her!
If Princess Yong'an knew what Princess Quling was thinking, she would probably be so angry she'd vomit blood!
“Princess, this birthmark is natural, I don’t have it, I…”
Shh, you can do it.
The princess was in a very good mood.
She seemed pleased that others could also have the same cinnabar mole as her.
Seeing the other person's smiling face, Princess Yong'an's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly explained, "Princess, I..."
"Be good, don't make a sound."
Someone handed me a needle that was about half the thickness of my little finger!
Princess Qu Ling happily accepted it.
The county magistrate of Yong'an's pupils contracted, and she was so frightened that she wanted to back away.
Can……
Seeing the look in Princess Qu Ling's eyes, and recalling the rumors she had heard before, Princess Yong'an stopped abruptly.
"Come a little closer."
"……yes."
Princess Quling took the thick needle, heated it over the fire, and then slowly, little by little, pierced it into Princess Yong'an's brow!
"ah!"
The Lady of Yong'an immediately let out a scream.
But Princess Qu Ling's next words sent chills down her spine, and she dared not utter another sound.
"Your voice is awful. If I hear it again, I'll rip out your tongue."
Princess Quling lost interest, hastily poked a small hole, and threw the needle aside.
Princess Yong'an lay on the ground, covered in cold sweat, nearly fainting from the pain.
The burning and pricking pain between her eyebrows made her wish she could just hit herself with a stick and pass out!
But she dared not face this ruthless man!
because--
This scourge hasn't even gotten to the point yet.
"Alright, go ahead and say it."
Princess Qu Ling asked lazily.
That's really boring.
A cinnabar mole is so boring, how about I draw a peony flower mole next time? (仟仟尛哾)
Hmm, peonies are too tacky.
Narcissus?
Or is it plum blossom?
How about a pear-themed makeup look?
"Yes, today..." Princess Yong'an trembled, enduring the pain, and daring not to faint, she forced herself to tell the other party everything that had happened that day.
They even talked about the Shen family.
"You actually fancy a stupid, lowly country bumpkin? Trash!"
Princess Qu Ling sneered.
Princess Yong'an: "I... I naturally can't compare to the Princess. Someone like me is only worthy of someone like her..."
"That's right."
Princess Quling was very satisfied with Princess Yong'an, so she waved her hand and kindly had someone escort her away.
As for what to tell her before leaving, she knew perfectly well what to say.
Princess Qu Ling fiddled with her fingers, absentmindedly, seemingly lost in thought.
"Princess, shall we go and take a look at that village?"
"Of course we'll go, but not now. We need to tell everyone to stay put and wait until Brother An'an leaves."
How could she not personally visit the person that her brother An'an cared about so much?
But it wouldn't be fun if An'an's brother were there.
"clear."
——
At this moment, An An was unaware that someone had secretly followed him.
"Master, we've actually caught someone."
Zhui Feng excitedly returned to report.
The young master is truly a prophet.
An'an jumped down from the tree and said calmly, "Let's go, let's deal with the rats first, then we'll see her."
He wouldn't let such a trivial matter bother Xiao Liu.
His sixth child is still a little kid.
In the blink of an eye, An'an and Zhuifeng appeared in a secret underground room in a mansion.
"Let me go, let me go, what are you doing?"
Hu Si, bound like a pretzel, was thrown in front of Zhui Feng.
Zhui Feng wore a silver mask and his body was hidden under a huge black cloak, making him completely concealed.
"Who are you? Why are you arresting me? Is there no law anymore?"
Hu Si was so nervous he almost wet his pants.
Why is this person arresting him?!
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