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Luo Lingwei was bored to death, so she threw down her wine cup and walked up with the whip in her hand. ”Forget it, I'll lower my requirements. You guys can do it.” On the day of the banquet, we must strive for the best! ”

”The silver medals outside should be enough to buy a dance and dance for the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion.”

”Enough is enough. It's our honor to have the girls fall in love with you. Eh, eh, eh, eh …”

Hong Xiang's expression wasn't good, yet she wore a smile as she spoke, feeling as uncomfortable as if she'd swallowed hundreds of flies. It was the first time in her many years at Drunken Fragrance Inn that she was this popular.

Just as she was speaking with her red Xiang glasses, Luo Lingwei had already gone up half a floor and was about to open the curtain and move forward. She hurried to catch up with her and block her way to the stairs. With an apologetic smile, he lowered his head and said, ”Aiyo, girl, look at all these dirty places. ”It's better not to go up, so as not to stain your eyes and ears.”

Luo Lingwei tightened her grip on the whip in her hand and threatened, ”What if I say that I want to go?”

There must be something odd about the way Hong Xiang is hiding.

Luo Lingwei decided to make things difficult for them and pushed away Hong Xiang, striding up the stairs like a meteor.

Whether she could go upstairs or not, she had already delayed this long. Nightingale would definitely have brought someone with her to sneak in. He just didn't know if he could find the connection mark.

The tower lord who had received a secret contact on his way to night had to leave behind the contents of his long journey to wait for him to come back. Once he successfully changed the contents, everything would be under his control. Soon you'll be able to pack...

Just as Luo Lingwei was about to act recklessly to the end, a gentle voice came from downstairs: ”Elder sister?” It's really you? ”

With just that one sentence, Luo Lingwei was able to recognize who it was.

Luo Lingxiao …

Luo Lingwei snorted and, without even turning around, released her whip towards the source of the sound. ”Bastard, don't compare me to that woman!”

She pushed away Hong Xiang, who was about to pull the rack, and didn't go upstairs. Stepping down the stairs, his steady steps moved step by step up the creaking wooden stairs. Luo Lingxiao covered his face with his hands, barely avoiding the whip to avoid a bad appearance. The tip of the whip still brought along the wind as it brushed past her hair. Luo Lingxiao's carefully chosen hairpin was pulled to the ground.

The fine silver gold hairpin was swept by the tyrannical whip and cut into two pieces with a ”ding ding dang” sound as it fell to the ground.

Luo Lingxiao looked at her calm and heavy footsteps, and the sudden sense of danger made her instinctively hide behind Ye Feian.

This was the jewellery inside the betrothal gift that Ye Feian had given Luo Lingxiao. The rules and regulations showed that she was an imperial concubine. It was Luo Lingxiao's most beloved item, and she wore it today when she heard that she was coming to the Intoxicated Fragrance Pavilion.

She pitifully pulled on Ye Feian's wide sleeves, unrepentantly making up her mind to disrupt Luo Lingwei's plan, ”Big sister, don't do it. I won't say anymore. ”

She and Luo Lingwei had grown up together, so it only took a glance for her to confirm Luo Lingwei's true identity. Whatever her purpose was, she couldn't erase the jealousy in her heart. She was determined to expose Yi Huan's true identity.

Sister, you can trick others, but not me!

Luo Lingwei's face turned ugly. She swung her whip and aimed it at Luo Lingxiao, wanting to attack him.

”Shut up if you don't want to die!”

Ye Feian held Luo Lingxiao tightly in his embrace in the face of provocation and rage. ”Impudent! Who are you to dare make a move on an imperial concubine?!”

Even if Luo Lingxiao wasn't pampered, he was still Ye Feian's wife. He could not tolerate a concubine who had yet to enter the door and was already baring her fangs and brandishing her claws to teach him a lesson.