The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 632 Laughing at You for Not Knowing Yourself
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Ye Wushuang who was choosing the thing she wanted then asked the caretaker who was in the store to take note of it, coincidentally her gaze was met with Hong Luan's icy eyes, even Hong Luan commented a mocking smile on her thin lips.
Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, then she asked with a slight annoyance: “What are you laughing at?”
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Hong Luan hugged the sharp sword in his arms then said in a disdainful manner: “Laughing at you for not knowing yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
“Aren't you looking for face on Miss Min’er? Do you think you can make Miss Min’er happy with that butute stuff in your hand?”
“You don't need to take care of this.” Ye Wushuang replied flatly, having no intention to argue.
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“Huh, saying I'm stupid really has no brain, you don't even know the right way to look for face.”
“Who said I want to find face? It's just my good intentions.”
“Good intentions? Don't pretend, this action of yours really makes me sick.”
“Whatever you think.”
Ye Wushuang did not want to talk more, just lifted her dress then wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly he was stopped by Hong Luan, the cold face was filled with anger: “I warn you, don't think you're being looked upon by the City Lord and I can't see your little trick.”
Hong Luan glared his eyes and said sneering: “Although this Wuyou Castle is a good place, but this place cannot tolerate people like you whose origins are unknown.”
“I was invited here by Mr. City Lord, if you don't like it then you can look for it to ask for an explanation.”
“Do you think you can be arrogant for a long time? I'm sure that soon the City Lord will also expel you. Later if you still act ignorant, then I will kill you until you have no place to bury.”
“Really?” Ye Wushuang turned around asking indifferently.
Looking at Ye Wushuang who asked her back, Hong Luan's eyes turned cruel, when she was about to pull out her sword, she was interrupted by a cheerful and warm-sounding cry: “Nona Wushuang!”
Ever since Ye Wushuang entered Wuyou Castle, although everyone thought she had become the servant of Wuyou Fortress, had been Miss Min’er's servant, but She Jingtian had never considered Ye Wushuang as a servant.
Perhaps surprised by her intelligence and arrogance when she first met, She Jingtian was struck by her seemingly untouched elegance and indifference, she Jingtian therefore continued to call her “Nona Wushuang” instead of calling her Wushuang. This Miss's name already represented her respect.
Hong Luan heard She Jingtian's voice, his hands trembling and the sword he was holding almost fell to the ground. At this moment, the look on his face was already pale, his body bent, his trembling shoulders showing his fear. Let alone acting on Ye Wushuang, Hong Luan did not even dare to mock her.
Ye Wushuang turned her head and saw the man wearing a purple robe was slightly nodding at her, the man whose face was so handsome was also smiling gracefully at her. As soon as the look in his eyes blinked, it was already like a cluster of luminous stars above the night sky.
At this moment, a gentle breeze blew past his black hair, a few strands of hair scattered over his clean forehead, that elegant smile instantly grew a little riveting. It doesn't look as cold and firm as it used to be, instead it looks a little softer.
She Jingtian walked directly towards Ye Wushuang, herself completely unaware of the dark wave between Ye Wushuang and Hong Luan.
Hong Luan turned around nervously then bowed respectfully to him: “I salute Lord City Lord.”
Ye Wushuang also knew herself then bowed respectfully: “I salute Mr. City Lord.”
She Jingtian was in a good mood, she waved her clothes sleeves and said generously and gently: “No need to be so polite, Miss Wushuang, I've been looking for you long enough and just found out that Miss is here. And again, Hong Luan, why are you also here?”
