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Yu Ling looked up and saw that the one who stopped them was the noble young man in China who had just proposed to ask her to drink. He was quite well-known in his facial features and tall and handsome. Unfortunately, from a close distance, it was not difficult to see that his face was extremely white. Looking closely, it was actually a thick layer of pearl powder.

Men in that era all paid special attention to appearance. Some people would apply powder to make up, but Yu Ling felt chills and couldn't help but turn her face and pull Wang Huanzhi's sleeve and said: Wang Lang, let's go back quickly!

It was fine if Yu Ling didn't speak. When she opened her mouth, her delicate voice seemed to drip out of water more and more encouraged the desires of some people. The noble prince looked evil and opened his arms to stop Wang Huanzhi, and said with a smile: Brother Wang, please stay, there is a ruthless request below.

Wang Huanzhi glanced at the man coldly and said: Since it was a reluctant request, there was no need to say it.

After saying that, he helped Yu Ling up, lifted his foot and left

The noble man's face changed. He was of high status and powerful, and had a high opinion of himself. He had never been rejected so directly. After finally meeting a beautiful woman whom he was a suitable person, how could he let her go? His eyes lingered on Yu Ling, and finally stayed on her delicate jade feet with only red sandalwood clogs. The dark red sandalwood set off her white and small jade feet. The fine white and smooth skin was faintly radiant like a beautiful jade, which made people think of it.

Seeing that he stared at Yu Ling's jade feet straight, Wang Huanzhi wanted to dig out his eyes. He felt so angry that he shouted coldly: Please get out of here, Master!

The noble young man, however, continued, as if he had lost his soul: Brother Wang, I am the legitimate son of Changle Marquis of Jinling. I would like to exchange ten stunning children for this beautiful boy in your arms, how about it?

not good!

Wang Huanzhi's face turned pale and refused

If Brother Wang is too little, I would like to give you another ten beautiful dancers and add another ten thousand taels of gold. I just want you to give up the beauty in your arms.

Wang Huanzhi had never met such a thick-skinned person, and his lungs were almost irritated. He was about to refuse again, but Yu Ling chuckled: This young master, you are also a handsome man, why do you say something like beasts?

The noble prince's face darkened and said indignantly: Everyone has a love of beauty. What's wrong with me saying this?

Yu Ling held Wang Huanzhi's hand and stood firm, saying seriously: You are wrong: First, I am a free person, and I am happy with Wang Lang, so I am with him, not a slave who is dependent on him, so why would I say something? Second, I fell in love with Wang Lang, but you are flirting with you, and you are still pressing against each other after being rejected, making things difficult for others. Isn't this a gentleman doing?

The noble young master didn't expect that Yu Ling's words were so sharp, but every sentence was reasonable, which made him unable to refute. He couldn't help but blush with shame.

The audience was originally thinking about watching the fun. After all, it was common for nobles to give gifts to each other's concubines and children, and some even regarded it as a romantic and elegant thing. Now, after hearing Yu Ling's righteous reprimand, Fang felt that the noble son's actions were inappropriate, and they condemned him for not taking away what he loved.

When Wang Huanzhi heard Yu Ling say this, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey water. He couldn't help but hug Yu Ling's slender waist tightly, and said to the noble young master who was still unwilling to accept it: Ling'er is Wang's only love in his life, and he is the lover who will accompany me for the rest of his life. Do you understand this?

At this moment, footsteps came from afar, and six handsome men with their own characteristics surrounded them. Yu Ling tried hard to open her confused eyes and found that except for Yu Wen Qinglan, who was taking care of her son at home, all six other men were coming, and they all stared at the ignorant noble son with gloomy faces.

The noble young man had just had a good time in his words. Now he saw six men who didn't seem easy to mess with, protecting Yu Ling in a fierce manner. He had to laugh dryly and leave in disappointment.

Yuan Jun is the most passionate boy. He stepped forward and picked up Yu Ling, walked towards the carriage without saying a word, and said as he walked: Look at you, you have just come out for a long time and almost caused trouble. Go back and see how we punish you...

Yin Luoqiu stared at the back of the noble young man coldly, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of sinisterness. Shi Junyi knew him best, and every time Yin Luoqiu had a bad idea in his heart, he would have such a look.

What did you do to that guy?

Shi Junyi couldn't help asking

Humph, nothing, it's just a medicine he has given him to be inhumane within this year

Yin Luoqiu retracted his gaze and said lightly

Shi Junyi glanced at the noble young master who had already walked away with sympathy, and thought to himself: I will be revenge, and I am worthy of Yin Luoqiu! It seems that he will be better off offending him less in the future, otherwise one day he would give him some such ghost medicine for himself without knowing it. Then he would be in a bad spirit in front of Ling'er, so he would be despaired?

Unfortunately, the disaster that caused this conflict was completely unrestrained, and he kept muttering incoherently: Wang Lang, come back the poem you wrote... I want to frame it... hang it in the hall... The mandarin ducks are flying... Yongyong and ringing... Um... I like... I like...

Wang Huanzhi smiled dotingly, and with the jealous eyes of several other men, he found the organizer and asked for his own calligraphy. Yu Ling happily snatched it in his arms, sang a song drunkenly, and embarked on the way back with the beautiful men.