When Xuan Mingche heard this, his face changed drastically. He turned to look at Lan Yuemei and shouted with raised eyebrows: "What did you do to my son!!!"

Lan Yuemei had a dark face and replied displeasedly: "If you want me to release your son, you have to hand over Qiao Yiqing!"

When Xuan Mingche heard this, he was so angry that his breath froze and his whole body became hairy: "Huh, you have to pay a price for threatening me."

"She, I'm going to make a decision." Lan Yuemei didn't have any fear in the face of the fierce Xuan Mingche. Instead, she raised her eyebrows provocatively, with a confident look on her face.

Xuan Mingche hated this face that he was determined to win, and clenched his hands into fists.

Seeing his anger, Qiao Yiqing immediately grabbed his arm and shook her head at him: "No, you can't be impulsive. This is Yanhuang Continent, and he is the Holy Son. If you hurt him, you will make too many enemies."

She didn't dare to act rashly now because she was afraid that Lan Yuemei would hurt Xuan Yichen and Xuan Mingyu.

Because Lan Yuemei had the handle, she was not worried that Qiao Yiqing would resist.

He is now boiling a frog in warm water, going deeper step by step.

Hearing this, Xuan Mingche let go and gathered his momentum.

But the four golden flowers didn't seem to understand the situation and were confused.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, who are these people? Why did that cheap slave come to the main hall?" the woman in yellow asked stupidly.

At this time, she looked particularly ridiculous and stupid. After watching for so long, she didn't even notice any signs. She was really an idiot with a big heart and no brains.

As soon as these words came out, he immediately drew a punch.

Lan Yuemei walked up to her and stared at her with cold eyes, which made the woman in yellow feel scared and shy, and she felt a faint expectation in her heart.

This was the first time His Royal Highness the Holy Son noticed her.

My heart was pounding like a rabbit, and my face was stained with a layer of crimson.

Just when she was feeling shy and looking forward to it, there was a crisp sound, interrupting all her dreams.

The woman in yellow clothes immediately raised her head and looked at Lan Yue Mei's sinister expression in shock. She shrunk in fright and asked hesitantly: "Holy—His Royal Highness the Son of God—you—why did you hit me—"

Before she could recover from the shock, Lan Yuemei took a step forward and raised her hand to caress her pretty face which was flushed red by him, and said in a low voice: "That is your highness's princess, she is one of your little ministers.

Can a woman insult and blaspheme?”

princess???

What!!!

She is actually a princess?

She lied to them!!!

The four golden flowers were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their bodies were stiff. They looked at Qiao Yiqing with angry but fearful eyes.

She clearly said she was a sex slave, but she didn't expect she was actually a princess.

Wait, His Royal Highness the Son’s princess?

Could it be that she was the sex slave who was spotted by His Highness during the pilgrimage ceremony?

Everyone's mood was like riding a roller coaster, going up and down, and they were a little out of their minds.

I never expected that His Highness the Holy Son would really make a sex slave his concubine.

At first, they still didn't believe that the Holy Son wanted a lowly slave instead of a few of their talented and beautiful daughters.

But now hearing it from Lan Yuemei's mouth, the shock was like a heavy hammer hitting their chests again, leaving them breathless.

After the dull pain, there was extreme hatred and unwillingness.

Why is she so lucky? She seduced their great Holy Son with her debauched behavior at the ceremony. This is simply despicable and unforgivable!!!

Not only were the four golden flowers unconvinced, but all the women in the hall were unwilling to give in.

No matter how she chooses, Qiao Yiqing will not be chosen as the princess.

But things are unpredictable, and no one expected that a cheap slave would take advantage of him.

Qiao Yiqing felt the hostility coming from all directions, her heart thumped, and her whole body became hairy.

This feeling is like a lamb insulting a group of tigers and being trapped in the center with the tigers staring at them——

When Xuan Mingche heard Lan Yuemei's words, he wanted to slap him to death.

How dare he say that his woman is his princess!!!

Lan Yuemei didn't seem to care about the effect she had caused. She gently stroked the face of the woman in yellow, but she said creepy words: "If I see you being disrespectful to her again, don't blame me for not being disrespectful."

Be merciful."

Then, he slowly let go and his cold tone made the woman in yellow tremble. She lowered her head in fear and did not dare to speak.

The other three women were also shocked by Lan Yuemei's words. Although they were dissatisfied, they still learned to compromise in front of him.

It is not appropriate to have a head-on conflict with Qiao Yiqing now, as it will only make the Holy Son unhappy.

If you really want to kill her, it won't be difficult as long as you don't notice her.

The four golden flowers had their own concerns and did not dare to say anything more.

Xue Gulu was full of hostility towards Lan Yuemei. Hearing him say that Qiao Yiqing was his wife, he felt unhappy, "Who are you? You are uglier than me, why are you so arrogant?"

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yiqing almost laughed out loud.

Xue Gulu has a simple mind, as if he thinks he has the right to speak only if he looks good.

No wonder he had to be better-looking than the men around her.

Qiao Yiqing couldn't bear to break such a cute outlook.

Lan Yuemei was choked with embarrassment by Xue Gulu's words. Staring at the face that was more beautiful than her own, she suddenly felt inferior to her.

When he first saw the blood gourd, he was amazed, but now he hates it.

Comparing one's beauty with one's own is a matter for women. Thinking of him as a holy son, he actually had thoughts of comparing one's beauty with others, and a wave of depression hit his heart.

"His Royal Highness is the Holy Son of Yanhuang Continent. You appeared at our dinner party. This should be my question to you!"

Xue Gourd looked at him with disdain: "If you are uglier than me, you are not qualified to let my master be your princess! It is enough for you to have these ugly women!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the women present, instantly breaking the women's hearts.

This man is so shocking!

Chi Guoguo's blow, the contempt from head to toe.

Women all looked embarrassed, but Lan Yuemei was particularly embarrassed.

No one has ever dared to call him ugly!!!

Oh my god, he was actually called ugly!

It's incredible.

Lan Yuemei's vanity seemed to have been trampled on, and her whole body became angry: "You - you -"

He stared at the bloody gourd for a long time and said nothing.

He really didn't know how to deal with such a simple and direct person.

At this moment, Xue Gourd turned around and smiled gently at Qiao Yiqing: "Master, don't be afraid, Xue Gourd is here to protect you."

Qiao Yiqing looked at Xue Gourd's child-like sincere eyes and bright smile, and couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. She smiled and said, "When has your master ever been afraid? Even if I am his ancestor, I will still act the same."

Listening to Qiao Yiqing's joke, Xuan Mingche, who looked unhappy, finally showed a smile, while Xue Gourd laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!