"I'm sorry, this is the woman that sister likes. How dare you compete with her?" Mo Qiange smiled wildly and looked maliciously at the domineering and indifferent man in front of her.
"She is a traitor to my Xuanyuan clan. According to the clan rules, she should be executed!" Xuanyuan Wushang's voice was smooth and contained infinite coldness.
"But, I have fallen in love with her and want her to be my concubine. Do you have any objections?" Mo Qiange tilted his head and asked cutely.
"My lord, destroy her, how dare you defy your authority." The secret guard in the dark was silently excited in his heart.
"No, how dare I? I will obey Madam's instructions. But Madam, can you not take her as your concubine? Isn't it enough for me?" A certain prince who had just looked indifferent changed his face to one of grievance, and his voice seemed to contain infinite grievance.
Who is this? Is this my prince? God? Am I dreaming? A certain person couldn't help but feel confused when he saw the scene of a certain prince changing his face rapidly. ． ． ． ． ．