"count."

Yingqian nodded seriously.

He stared at Hirschfeld for a while.

But he couldn't hold it back.

laughed.

She shrugged and asked innocently:

"How awesome is the Earl? I know quite a few of them. When they see me, they all salute."

"you?"

As if he heard some joke.

Hischfer opened his mouth wide and scanned Yingqian up and down.

Then he held his stomach.

I laughed so much that tears came out.

"I know many counts? Where did we meet? In a dream?!"

Hischfel glanced at Yingqian.

The laughter grew louder and louder.

He stretched out a finger and tapped her shoulder.

He said loudly:

"With that face of yours, you are not even qualified to be a low-level slave in my house! Lowly woman, you are so brave, you actually dare to say such things!"

Yingqian slapped his hand away.

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

The smell of alcohol hit my face.

Count Hirschfeld indeed drank a lot.

The whole person was shaking.

But it didn't stop.

Still shouting at the top of his voice, he kept yelling.

"You bastard... a despicable slave, how dare you refuse me? I order you to serve me on your knees today, do you hear that? You bitch!"

Yingqian crossed his arms and murmured:

"All I heard was that there was a shameless thing that kept screaming."

Hischfer was stunned.

It took a while before I could hear the insult in Ying Qian's words.

His face suddenly turned red.

There were nobles watching the excitement around, and they laughed and said:

"Hischfel, you are still an earl, and now even the maid dares to challenge you!"

"what a shame."

"After being rejected by Princess Lucia, you still have to be scolded by the maid? Hischfield, you'd better go home quickly and don't come out again."

There were snickers all around.

Hirschfeld was already simmering with anger.

Upon hearing this.

How can I endure it?

Even if he was drunk, he wouldn't dare to mess with other people.

But a maid...

Hischfel snorted coldly.

A big hand like a cattail leaf fan was aimed at Ying Qian's cheek and waved it hard.

Just a little lesson.

Even with his strength, this slap might even loosen a few teeth.

But just a lowly little maid.

Of course it doesn't matter.

Seeing Shishi Feier's hand, he was about to wave it on Ying Qian's cheek.

Yingqian still had an indifferent expression on his face.

There was even a hint of sarcasm in a pair of dark eyes.

She didn't panic at all.

Seeing Shishi Feier's slap approaching.

The strong wind brought by it had already blown her hair.

Yingqian finally moved.

The fingers that had been hidden behind his back trembled slightly.

Just about to meet Hirschfeld's slap.

Then a scream was heard.

This sound...

Sounds pretty familiar.

Yingqian was stunned.

He raised his head and saw Count Hirschfeld, who was extremely arrogant just now, lying on his back not far away. He stared, as if he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, there was a loud retching sound.

The sour and smelly liquid was constantly vomited out of the stomach.

Among them, there was a faint trace of blood.

The other nobles hurriedly fled.

Everyone is afraid of being contaminated by dirt.

Yingqian slowly turned his head.

What he saw was Michael's expressionless face.

This was the first time for the little prince to show such a cold expression.

The way he looked at Hirschfeld was like looking at a dead person.

Among the brown eyes.

Boiling murderous intent surged.

But the moment he looked at Yingqian again.

Disappear completely.

His eyes were full of worry and he said with concern:

"Are you okay?"

"ah?"

Yingqian was still a little distracted, shook her head blankly, glanced at Xishi Feier again, and then asked stiffly:

"You...he...you hit him?"

"Feel sorry."

Michael lowered his head, his clear brown eyes filled with guilt.

He seemed a little at a loss and whispered:

"I thought he was going to be rude to you, so I pushed him. I'm sorry..."

push?

Just... push?

Hirschfeld looked like he was about to lose half his life.

Ying Qian responded dryly.

He cleared his throat vigorously and said:

"No, it's not your fault. It's me who caused you trouble."
To be continued...