Lu Fenying raised her jaw, let her eyes face him, and asked coldly, “When you asked her to help you, you didn’t think he was an insignificant person, when you were held in his arms , But did not think he was an irrelevant person.”
Mo Qing’er shook his head: “It’s not like that. Young Master Xiao really has nothing to do with me. Everything is misunderstood. How could a woman like me like someone else.”
Lu Fangying’s eyes became cold in vain: “Is the woman in this palace very shameful?”
“Prince, I’m just a slave, no slave, not your woman. Even if I serve the prince a few moreI’m just a slave. Compared with those blue-story girls, how can I be better? Me, do you think anyone will like it? Even I dislike myself!”
Mo Qinger growled loudly.
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