"I know that you bastards want to bully Aifei." Yan Beicheng angrily glared at several stewards. When he looked at the flowers on the street, his face suddenly softened, "princess, you can handle it at will."
Such indulgence, let a few people see are secretly frightened, but also remorseful.
Mo Shanghua gently nodded her chin and looked coldly at Jiang Shi and others. "You just took over because you cheated me. You're also a woman. If you really follow the rules of the government, it's not enough to die a hundred times."
Several people's faces suddenly became stiff. They felt that their emotions were tense.
But I didn't expect that the voice of Mo Shanghua turned abruptly, and her voice was calm and indifferent. "But considering that you have worked hard in the government for many years, I will punish you for half a year's salary. In addition, before tomorrow evening, you must count and send the accounts of Ruo's jurisdiction within half a year, as well as the recent accounts, to make up for your mistakes."
"Princess Xie."
Several people are all relieved, raise a hand to wipe the thin sweat on the forehead.
And after the rest of their lives, a few people's hearts will grow resentment for the flowers on the street, as well as the shame and anger of being slapped face to face.
Mo Shanghua did not go to see them, eyes fell on Zhang He, voice slightly slow, "Zhang Guanshi, your accounts do well."
But he attracted resentment, Mo Shanghua just said so, and then there was no following.
However, she did not expect that the jealousy of these big men was no less than that of women.
On the surface, the matter was over. As soon as he was in charge, he retreated. In a flash, there were only two people in the house.
Yan Beicheng's timely relief, Mo Shanghua's heart is more or less grateful, just about to say thanks, Yan Beicheng has stood up, turned his eyes toward her, said with a smile: "don't be too grateful to me, I just look at their nostrils in the sky."
Mo Shanghua has long been used to Yan Beicheng's duplicity. She can't help but chuckle, "I know, but anyway, thank you. If I don't have you, I'm afraid I'll have a lot more trouble."
"What are you afraid of?" Yan Beicheng fished Mo Shanghua into his arms, took her shoulder, raised his lips and laughed, "you are the princess of our king. No matter how lawless those old guys are, they will never dare to do anything to you. After all, our king is still here."
He said with a smile, and his words were inevitably childish.
If in the past, Mo Shanghua may not pay attention to it, but now, she doesn't know what's wrong, and she's a little soft.
As if aware of their own abnormalities, Mo Shanghua quickly pushed Yan Beicheng away, stepped back a few steps to the side, and pulled away from him, "speak and speak, don't touch."
Yan Beicheng looked at his empty arm, frowned discontentedly, "do you forget your identity?"
After a pause, he didn't wait for Mo Shanghua to answer, so he yelled and asked himself, "you are the princess of my king. What's the matter with my little hand?"
"Childish." Mo Shanghua resisted the twitch of the corner of his mouth, turned and walked back, not wanting to say more to him.
She just walked two steps, Yan Beicheng suddenly came up from behind, pulled her white wrist and pulled her back to her arms, drooping eyes close to her cheek.
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