"Nangong Han, you are so brave!" Xiao Wuying clenched his fists, as if he was going to hit me in the face the next second.
"Xiao Wuying! Can't you tell the difference between high and low? How can you call this princess by her name!" A seventh-grade cavalry captain dared to yell at the princess. If the original owner didn't love him to the core, how could he be so humble? Let him forget who he is?
"Nangong Han! You..."
"Pah!" Xiao Wuying was slapped hard by me before he could finish his words.
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