The prince is very cruel

With that, he stood up and ran away.

"Be careful, when beating a raccoon, you must do it yourself. It's best if you get injured." Guan Ning said with a smile.

"it is good!"

"Brother Ning, wait for me to come back!" Li Zhibao shouted, not knowing whether he heard the final instructions or not. Of course, with his emotional intelligence, it might be difficult for him to understand that it would be best to fall and get injured.

As soon as the person left, he got up and prepared to look for Tang Xianger.

But at this moment: "Ahem!"

A crisp cough sounded.

Guan Ning turned around and vaguely saw a figure standing at the end of the corridor. The wind blew through the bells on the eaves and the gold hairpin jewelry behind her head, swaying gracefully.

"Yuan Xiang?"

"Is that you?" Guan Ning walked out.

The figure was about to curse, but he managed to hold it back. He pursed his red lips and replied in a gentle, almost clip-like voice, "It's me."

Suddenly, Guan Ning was shocked and his eyes widened.

He came closer and exclaimed, "How did you become like this?"

"what happened?"

Yuan Xiang, who had always been carefree and rather unruly, had transformed into a good girl. She wore a light pink long dress embroidered with a bluebird and cloud pattern, looking very elegant and intellectual.

A beautiful face favored by God, painted with light rouge, and the high ponytail she usually wore was combed into a complicated lady's hairstyle. Her beauty was filled with the solemnity of a classical woman, and she did not look like a crazy woman at all.

She even imitated the standing posture and demeanor of a lady from a noble family. She stood there without any support, without leaning, and with her back very straight. People who didn't know her would have thought she was a lady from a noble family who had just gone out.

The shock of the contrast between the two made Guan Ning think he was dreaming!

Yuan Xiang raised her lips, seeming very satisfied with Guan Ning's reaction.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you know me?"

Guan Ning was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Although she was very beautiful, it looked awkward no matter how he looked at her.

"Ahem, well, what happened to you? Why did you suddenly become like this?"

"It doesn't look good?" Yuan Xiang looked at herself, feeling a little nervous.

"You look good, of course you look good. You are more beautiful than flowers, with a graceful figure, but, but this is not you. Especially when you speak, can you please not hum your voice?" Guan Ning looked uncomfortable.

Yuan Xiang blushed and was a little annoyed. She bit her lip to resist the urge to curse and tried to act more ladylike.

"That's just how my voice is!" she refused to admit it.

"you sure??"

Guan Ning raised his voice, a questioning look on his face, and walked around her several times, his mind filled with her roaring voice. That was not the sound of the clip now.

At this moment, Yuan Xiang, who had prepared herself mentally, could no longer hold back and stretched out her long neck: "Don't force me to slap you!!"

The ferocious fangs, the angry eyes, the aggressive personality, it seemed as if everything had returned.

"Hahaha!"

"That's just you. I said it's impossible to see a ghost in the middle of the day." Guan Ning laughed.

Yuan Xiang was completely defeated. In order to come out like this, she had to restrain her playful nature, trained with the servants for several days, and got up early in the morning to dress up.

"You bastard!"

"You actually said I was a ghost!"

boom!

As always, she would kick out when she got angry.

But she forgot that she was wearing a standard Confucian skirt for Han Chinese women. The arc of the skirt that could swing back and forth was very small, so her steps were very small. It was definitely not a tight-fitting long dress.

She kicked angrily, but her foot didn't kick out. Instead, because she used too much force, one foot dragged the other foot down with it, and she lost her balance.

"what!"

She screamed and was about to fall backwards. Whether she was injured or not was another matter, but just falling on her back was quite embarrassing for a girl.

At the critical moment.

boom!

A strong hand tightly grasped her waist.

Guan Ning stood upright, while she leaned back in the air, their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still.

Guan Ning's deep pupils seemed to have a kind of magic, a man's magic, which attracted Yuan Xiang, a willful and capricious girl who had never been exposed to matters between men and women.

Guan Ning, on the other hand, was more appreciative. He had seen her clear eyes, her dark eyebrows like distant mountains, her cherry lips, and her nose and profile that were favored by God.