In order to meet the prince, this man and woman could even tell lies like the emperor's wife.

"You think your prince is a gold bar, and everyone will grab it when he sees it. Even if he begs me to be his concubine, I won't do it. And you, a shameless slave, don't bully others. It's not up to you whether you see me or not.

Forget it, go and tell him that a woman named Jin Luoluo wants to see him."

Jin Luoluo narrowed her eyes in anger. It seemed that Xiao Yu was also a playboy. He usually provoked women, and many women came to his door.

As a result, I was so tired that I couldn't even get in, and I was treated like a woman with ulterior motives.

The guard held the knife and snorted coldly: "You have a loud voice, but don't expect me to help you with just a few words like this. If you dare to act wild here, I will throw you into the river." [

"When a scholar encounters soldiers, he can't explain why. I am too lazy to argue with you. I am a watchdog and I don't know how to recognize people. You have been on guard for several years in vain."

Jin Luoluo snorted coldly, and a cunning light flashed through her exquisite eyes.

If she is not allowed to go in, doesn't she still have no choice? There is no problem that cannot be solved in front of Jin Luoluo.

She turned around and walked towards the street, her eyes scanning the busy shops, filled with people shopping on the street.

She looked through the crowd and finally landed on a shop with a gloomy atmosphere. The name of that shop was Fu Shou Coffin Shop.

The guard guarding the door was bored and stood in front of the door counting the moving ants at his feet.

"Dangdangdang..."

Suddenly he heard a strange death knell ringing throughout the street.

He immediately became energetic, and his body, which was extremely bored, felt like it was electrified. This time, he had something to do.

What blind bastard took advantage of a leopard? Normally, no one from that family would dare to carry the coffin in front of the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Because they dared to do this, they would have to hold another funeral the next day.

The guard drew his sword and raised his head angrily. Hey, why is there no funeral procession? He looked carefully and finally discovered the source of the sound.

A pretty woman was smiling wildly, holding a big hammer in her hand and banging the death knell in her hand.

That arrogant look is enough to make people gnash their teeth.
Chapter completed!