Just when Mrs. Yongding was worried, Chu Yue suddenly said with a cool voice: "I admire you, I really admire you."

Mrs. Yongding looked at her suspiciously, wondering what bad idea this shameless man had in his mind.

Princess Ying's hands under her sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and the anger in her eyes seemed to start a prairie fire.

While everyone was still wondering, Chu Yue faced Princess Ying, bowed her hands, raised her lips with a faint smile, and then said: "What Princess Ying did today really makes the younger generation admire her."

Princess Ying looked at Chu Yue with sharp eyes, thinking that Chu Yue was trying to give her a step down.

After all, with her illustrious name as Princess Ying, who in Jiuzhou would dare to fight her to the death?

Thinking of this, Princess Ying pretended to be arrogant and snorted softly, put on her graceful and noble air, and glanced at Chu Yue contemptuously.

She was just about to borrow Po Xia's donkey to reprimand Chu Yue, but unexpectedly, the girl in black clothes laughed angrily and said: "Princess Ying is so benevolent, I'm afraid that if you look at the nine heavenly powers and five continents, she will find her

If there is no other person, Princess Ying can clear the names of the soldiers who gambled and solicited prostitutes, which is really kind."

Chu Yue praised her one after another, but every word was degrading Princess Ying into dust.

Princess Ying glared at Chu Yue and laughed angrily: "Even if I am benevolent, I can't compare to Chu Yue's selflessness to the point of disowning her relatives and committing patricide."

"Princess Ying is so complimentary. This junior has always been low-key."

Chu Yue was extremely humble.

However, in the eyes of Princess Ying and all the dignitaries present, this humble gesture was extremely unworthy of punishment.

Ji Qing of the Ji family and the big red mark on his face had not disappeared. Hearing this, he covered his face with a wine glass and muttered to himself: "If this guy knew what it means to be low-key, Emperor Ye Tiandi's dead wife could be alive.

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Ji Yao glanced at Ji Qinghe.

Ji Qinghe immediately sat upright, not daring to say another word, but his heart was filled with resentment towards Ji Yao.

As long as Ji Yao is still alive in the world, Ji Qinghe will never be able to succeed!

"Low-key?"

Princess Ying only felt that she had heard a big joke.

And did her sarcastic words seem to be praising Ye Chuyue?

Princess Ying sneered: "Miss Ye, no one has a smooth journey on the road to martial arts. The road is still long and the martial arts path has no end. Miss Ye should always be careful of the bumps in the steps and don't capsize in the gutter, otherwise it will make people laugh.

This is advice from the elders and the royal family. I hope Miss Ye will keep it in mind and be careful with her words and deeds in the future to avoid causing big trouble to the Mu family!"

"The road is under my feet. It's up to me to decide how to walk. Princess Ying doesn't care."

Chu Yue bowed politely and smiled slightly.

Princess Ying shook her sleeves and left Luanfeng Terrace with her honor guard and warrior guards.

Before she had walked a few steps, she heard Chu Yue say from behind: "Princess Ying, walk slowly and don't see me off. The reason why the princess is so anxious to go back must be to implement Feng Nu's position as Dingshan Guard as soon as possible. This junior and everyone in the Mu family,

Thank you Princess Ying for your hard work, there is no need to work too hard or rush, I will just receive the good news tomorrow morning."

Princess Ying staggered and almost fell down.

This is called don’t work too hard and don’t rush too much?

Good news will be received early tomorrow morning. Does Ye Chuyue think this is a fair?

Princess Ying was so angry that her chest cramped, and her entire chest felt like a fire burning her internal organs, making her teeth itch with hatred.

She couldn't stay at this Beizhou royal family, Luanfeng Terrace, for a moment.

Chu Yue looked at Princess Ying who was leaving, her eyes as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

She wanted to plot against Mu Mansion, deal with her relatives, and leave without losing a layer of skin. How could anything be so easy in the world?


Chapter completed!