Your Majesty, Get Out of Here

He waved to her, his indifferent voice without any warmth: "Come here!" She gritted her teeth and trembled her hands. She was so angry just because of a sentence that sounded like a joke to her, "My lord, I heard you... Aha?" ★★★ Once her soul was pierced, her status was humble. I heard that the prince likes non-women and does not like to have women serving around him. When she heard that the prince was a scumbag and that the person she loved was suave, she just wanted to say: "What I heard is wrong, don't believe it!" ★★ Mo Sheng, a beautiful woman, was wearing a gorgeous black robe embroidered with gold thread. She smiled lightly and said, "Su Liunian, if you want it, I'll give it to you!" Huarong Danqing smiled lightly, looked at her softly, and gently held her hand, "Fleeting time, come to me, I will pamper you for the rest of your life, and promise you a worry-free life." Just for that sentence, he, Yan Jin, stayed by her side from now on and regarded her as his master. To cultivate a good relationship, he should not be angry, impatient, happy, sad, annoyed, happy, or sad, and become a Buddha, but when he met her, he was moved by his ordinary heart. In the end, could he cultivate to live up to the Tathagata and your Majesty?