graceful

"I, your humble concubine, have greeted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. May His Royal Highness be well and safe."

Ning Liangyuan's voice suddenly stopped, as if the pause button was pressed, and she couldn't utter a single sound.

His expression suddenly changed, his chattering mouth stopped, and his body stiffened and turned slowly like a machine.

I saw the Crown Prince's eyes filled with real murderous intent. His eyes were like a bloody hell, which made people feel fear and trepidation.

No one had ever seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince like this. Even the courageous Concubine Wan had trembling shoulders and cold sweat on her forehead.

Ning Chen is usually gentle and polite, or expressionless, but it's rare to feel oppressive when getting along with him.

But the person standing in front of them at this moment was like the god of death in the soldiers' mouths.

Ning Liangyuan was almost frightened to the point of peeing her pants.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... I am here to... Ahhh!!!"

With a "bang", Ning Liangyuan flew two meters away before she could say a word of greeting, with blood and two bloody teeth scattered on the ground.

Before everyone could react, Ning Liangyuan was slapped by Ning Chen and flew far away.

Looking again, Ning Liangyuan's cheek was red and swollen, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth. One look at her cheek showed that she was doomed to be disfigured.

Such force frightened everyone, and several of them changed from squatting to kneeling on the ground.

Ning Liangyuan only felt numbness and dull pain on her face, her head was buzzing, and before she could come to her senses, she subconsciously wanted to stand up and beg for mercy.

"Your Highness..."

Her words were slurred and she was belatedly aware of the severe pain. Ning Liangyuan touched her cheek and the blood from the tooth that had fallen out of the ground.

Eyes widened in disbelief.

Ning Chen walked up to the main seat, lifted his robe and sat down.

His eyes were fixed on Ning Liangyuan, cold and ruthless, filled with bloody murderous intent.

"Come on, why don't you say anything? I didn't know there was such a talent as Ning Liangyuan in the backyard of my prince's mansion. She can identify monsters and ghosts with her naked eyes. With such a great ability, it's really a waste of talent for her to be just a Liangyuan in my backyard."

Anyone could see Ning Chen's anger because of Ning Liangyuan's words.

Ning Liangyuan's pronunciation was unclear, but driven by her desire to survive, she kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Your Highness, I was wrong. I was rude. I am punishing myself. Please forgive me. I will not dare to say it again in the future."

Ning Chen didn't even look at Ning Liangyuan, nor did he let anyone stand up. He just scanned the people kneeling on the ground with his sharp eyes, trying to see something from their expressions.

After a moment, Ning Chen sneered.

"I really underestimated you. You are all good at pretending and acting. It would be a waste of talent if you don't go to Nanqu Garden to perform."

No one dared to anger His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

At this moment, they all felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was particularly strange.

Liu Dequan broke the silence in the hall.

"Your Highness, I have gathered all the servants and guards in the Prince's Mansion in the courtyard. Do you want to bring them in?"

Ning Chen, "Go out and take a look. Let me have a good look at the dirty things going on in the Prince's Mansion. I will give them a good lesson today."

Ning Chen passed by Tang Wanrou and others without stopping and his voice fell.

"You guys follow."

Ning Liangyuan was helped up by her maid, and she had to drag her body and try to keep up, not daring to faint.

Concubine Wan, Zhou Liangdi and Tang Wanrou all had a bad feeling.

In the courtyard.

When Ning Chen walked out, three or four hundred maids and servants and more than a hundred guards all knelt down and kowtowed in obeisance.

Liu Dequan brought a chair and Ning Chen sat down.

"Gardeners, stand up!"

Six maids and twenty servants stood up tremblingly, crawled out of the line and knelt on the ground again.

Before they could even salute, they heard a voice above their heads, like the whisper of a devil, declaring their fate.

"Death with a stick!"

These were the two words Tang Wanrou heard when she came out.

"Your Highness! No!"