The last voice gradually became colder, and Ling Mulao could even hear the almost inaudible sneer.

"Then why don't you play a song for Mrs. Xuanyuan!"

The maid suddenly raised her eyebrows and shouted arrogantly.

"I said, I never play for others!"

The voice was not loud, but every word was cold, like jade beads falling on the stone steps, sonorous and powerful.

"You..." The maid suddenly became furious and winked at the other maid: "I wonder if you can play today?"

After saying that, one person grabbed her arm, and the other reached out to snatch the guzheng from her hand.

"What are you going to do?"

With her hands bound, the woman suddenly raised her head and stared coldly at the maid holding her guzheng.

Wherever he looked, Ling Muchao was startled. This face...

The left cheek is covered with hideous scars, which spread to the forehead like twisted centipedes, almost covering the entire left face.

When the woman saw Ling Mulao staring at her in shock, she immediately lowered her head and covered half of her face with her long hair.

"Miss Luo Shang, don't you treasure your guzheng the most? If you don't play it today, I will smash your guzheng right now!"

The maid holding the guzheng was very proud. It was just an antique, but this woman treasured it so much that no one was allowed to touch it. Let's see what she can do today.

"Hurry up, Mrs. Xuanyuan has given you enough face today, oh~ by the way, you have no face! Haha~."

The maid who was restraining the woman with her backhand also mocked, it seemed that she usually bullied her.

"To pay back or not to pay back?"

Word by word, the woman lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could only feel that the voice was cold to the bone and gradually became murderous.

"No return!"

He glanced at the woman coldly, it was not the first time he had bullied her, what else could an ugly woman do to them.

When the woman heard this, her five fingers hidden in her sleeves gradually clenched into fists. The cold air around her body suddenly dropped several degrees.

She didn't care if others touched her, but not that one thing. It was the only thing he left to her.

As soon as the silver teeth bite, the clenched fist is about to take action.

"for you!"

At this moment, Ling Mulao smiled softly, waved his long sleeves, and took the guzheng from the maid's hand.

The woman's eyes were raised slightly, and she quickly glanced at Ling Mulao, who had a smile as charming as a summer flower. The coldness around her body gradually subsided.

"Don't let go yet!"

Seeing that the maid behind him was still grabbing the woman, Ling Mulao's eyes darkened and he ordered coldly.

"yes!"

That maid was originally Princess Yining's personal maid, and she was used to being arrogant. She didn't want to let go at this moment, but due to Xuanyuan Moye's identity, she had no choice but to let go reluctantly.

"Thank you!"

Holding the guzheng in her arms, the woman thanked her lightly and left in a hurry.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ling Mulao looked at the dazzlingly white clothes under the sun, with an almost invisible sneer on his lips.

What she likes most is women with stories!

"Mrs. Xuanyuan, this woman is usually the most arrogant. She should be made to suffer today!"

Behind him, one of the maids bit her red lips and stared fiercely in the direction where the woman disappeared.

"Arrogant, why do I feel that someone else is arrogant?"

With a cold smile, Ling Mulao looked at the two of them with evil eyes, and after saying that, he strode away with his hands in his arms.

ps: Book Group: 132547698 The last voice gradually became colder, and Ling Mulao could even hear the sneer that was almost too weak to be heard.

"Then why don't you play a song for Mrs. Xuanyuan!"

The maid suddenly raised her eyebrows and shouted arrogantly.

"I said, I never play for others!"

The voice was not loud, but every word was cold, like jade beads falling on the stone steps, sonorous and powerful.

"You..." The maid suddenly became furious and winked at the other maid: "I wonder if you can play today?"

After saying that, one person grabbed her arm, and the other reached out to snatch the guzheng from her hand.

"What are you going to do?"

With her hands bound, the woman suddenly raised her head and stared coldly at the maid holding her guzheng.

Wherever he looked, Ling Muchao was startled. This face...

The left cheek is covered with hideous scars, which spread to the forehead like twisted centipedes, almost covering the entire left face.

When the woman saw Ling Mulao staring at her in shock, she immediately lowered her head and covered half of her face with her long hair.

"Miss Luo Shang, don't you treasure your guzheng the most? If you don't play it today, I will smash your guzheng right now!"

The maid holding the guzheng was very proud. It was just an antique, but this woman treasured it so much that no one was allowed to touch it. Let's see what she can do today.

"Hurry up, Mrs. Xuanyuan has given you enough face today, oh~ by the way, you have no face! Haha~."

The maid who was restraining the woman with her backhand also mocked, it seemed that she usually bullied her.

"To pay back or not to pay back?"

Word by word, the woman lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could only feel that the voice was cold to the bone and gradually became murderous.

"No return!"

He glanced at the woman coldly, it was not the first time he had bullied her, what else could an ugly woman do to them.

When the woman heard this, her five fingers hidden in her sleeves gradually clenched into fists. The cold air around her body suddenly dropped several degrees.

She didn't care if others touched her, but not that one thing. It was the only thing he left to her.

As soon as the silver teeth bite, the clenched fist is about to take action.

"for you!"

At this moment, Ling Mulao smiled softly, waved his long sleeves, and took the guzheng from the maid's hand.

The woman's eyes were raised slightly, and she quickly glanced at Ling Mulao, who had a smile as charming as a summer flower. The coldness around her body gradually subsided.

"Don't let go yet!"

Seeing that the maid behind him was still grabbing the woman, Ling Mulao's eyes darkened and he ordered coldly.

"yes!"

That maid was originally Princess Yining's personal maid, and she was used to being arrogant. She didn't want to let go at this moment, but due to Xuanyuan Moye's identity, she had no choice but to let go reluctantly.

"Thank you!"

Holding the guzheng in her arms, the woman thanked her lightly and left in a hurry.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ling Mulao looked at the dazzlingly white clothes under the sun, with an almost invisible sneer on his lips.

What she likes most is women with stories!

"Mrs. Xuanyuan, this woman is usually the most arrogant. She should be made to suffer today!"

Behind him, one of the maids bit her red lips and stared fiercely in the direction where the woman disappeared.

"Arrogant, why do I feel that someone else is arrogant?"

With a cold smile, Ling Mulao looked at the two of them with evil eyes, and after saying that, he strode away with his hands in his arms.
Chapter completed!