Quickly wear the white moonlight of crazy batches

Chapter 67 Crazy Queen Queen x Noble Proton 5
The bedroom on the third floor.

It is decorated in a classical style with various oil paintings.

Ye Nanjin held Wen Mingke's hand and led him to sit on the sofa.

According to the usual practice, the maids immediately surrounded Ye Nanjin and changed her clothes to ensure that she could look decent when facing the minister.

This is a habit that was preserved when the original owner was around.

Because it didn't delay Ye Nanjin, Ye Nanjin didn't change it.

But today, she just sat next to Wen Mingke, and this group of maids surrounded her, holding all kinds of court clothes, as if urging her to change clothes.

Ye Nanjin looked at the group of maids coldly, a group of things without eyesight.

In other words, the original owner has no status at all in the eyes of the maids, they don't even care about her personal wishes, they only care about mechanical work.

Ah.

The original owner's life is really ridiculous.

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Nanjin looked unhappy, picked up the hot tea that had been kept on the table, and poured a cup of tea into the exquisite cup.

Then, she said coldly: "For the first time, when there are guests by my side, you'd better stand quietly and listen to my orders. Without my permission, no one should put on such a look for me." .”

She picked up the teacup with two fingers, and glanced coldly at the maids, "You better not let me remind you a second time."

Otherwise, the consequences may be beyond their own ability.

The maids were all stunned, but they didn't dare to look around, because that would be a big disrespect to etiquette.

These are the rules of the former court.

They are all inherited.

They shouldn't have violated the etiquette of the former court, but His Majesty said so...they could only purse their lips and back away: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The maids stepped back and leaned against the sides of the wall, as if blending with the oil painting, looking very quiet.

From the beginning to the end, Wen Mingke just sat beside her without saying a word.

He is not speechless, but unable to speak.

As Ye Nanjin is the king, when she is disciplining her servants, it is best for anyone not to intervene, otherwise it is easy to cause death.

Everyone knows how stubborn and willful the king Ye Nanjin is, who dares to really fight against her?
They were all afraid of angering her, and then being tortured by her.

Ye Nanjin took a sip of tea, then frowned in agitation, and choked on the tea with difficulty swallowing: "Fruit tea?"

She didn't expect that... the place she is now doesn't even have ordinary tea?
Wen Mingke was half-sitting on the sofa, with a graceful posture.

He lowered his head slightly, and said softly, "Your Majesty is unwilling to drink fruit tea?"

In this situation, he dared to take the initiative to talk to her.

This is not a good thing for Ye Nanjin.

She sighed impatiently, but still looked back at him calmly: "Yes, I don't like it very much, what's the matter."

Sensing her displeasure, Wen Mingke subconsciously moved his fingertips twice, and then continued to smile and said: "There is a special planting tea in my family, if Your Majesty likes it..."

Before Wen Mingke could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door of the big bedroom.

Still not getting Ye Nanjin's approval, the maids opened the two doors arbitrarily, and then, the luxuriously dressed mage walked in arrogantly.

All Ye Nanjin's irritability accumulated together, making her want to kill the mage now.

With a sneer, she twirled the teacup with her fingertips. The status of the original owner is really ironic.

She didn't pay attention to the mage, but put her hand on Wen Mingke's shoulder and squeezed comfortingly: "Don't worry about them, you finish what you want to say, and I will listen."

Of course others can disrespect her.

She can slowly adjust in the future.

But others must respect Wen Mingke, including herself.

From the beginning to the end, all she hopes is that he can gain everyone's respect and live a chic and happy life.

So how could she let him be interrupted by others when he couldn't even finish his sentence?
Wen Mingke's eyelashes trembled, he unconsciously frowned and then relaxed, he pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "Actually, what I just said is not important..." It's not worth her to continue listening to it.

Ye Nanjin smiled as if mocking: "How many words are useful? I listen to what you say."

He doesn't need to think too much about it.

(End of this chapter)