Looking at her little hand that was still ravaged, Luo Qingran was angry, and took her feet away, put her hands on her ankles, and pulled them hard, "Ah..." Luo Qingyun, who was happy in her heart, fell to the ground hard. Luo Qingran stood up and looked at Luo Qingyun who was lying on the ground with surprise, and said innocently, "Oh, sister, why can't you even stand steadily? My sister just got up, but she didn't want her sister to be so weak. She was blown down by the sudden cool breeze. My sister's heart hurts so much." She picked a red rose and put it on Luo Qingran's head, gently stroked her cheeks, "If my sister's face was stabbed by the needle on the flower, wouldn't that sister's face be ruined?" Looking at such a vulgar Luo Qingyun, Luo Qingran under the veil had already smiled and dared to play tricks with her, and there was no way.

Luo Qingyun slapped Luo Qingran's hand suddenly and took the disproportionate rose on her head, "Sister, how did I offend you? You actually want to destroy my appearance and call me ugly. I know you like Your Highness the Crown Prince. My sister doesn't want to compete with her sister, but the imperial edict cannot be violated. If possible, my sister will be willing to hand over the position of the future Crown Princess to her sister."

Luo Qingran under the veil sneered disdainfully. This little bitch was really artificial, but it was too tender in front of her. "Sister, you are so frustrated by your sister. It is a blessing that your sister will no longer destroy my appearance. Also, since my sister is the princess of the Ninth Emperor's Uncle, of course she will only love the Emperor. As for what the prince is not the Prince, I will give it to you."

Luo Qingyun, who was lying on the ground, was angry. The damn little bitch, who was not good at speaking at home, how could he become so eloquent today? He fought back every word. Isn’t this saying that the reason why this little bitch was disfigured was made by Luo Qingyun?

Luo Qingyun stretched out her delicate hand to the prince and said pitifully, "Your Highness, Qingyun is wronged."

Luo Qingran looked at the man standing beside him wearing a bright yellow python robe, a golden crown, and beautiful eyebrows. In addition, Luo Qingyun said that he should be Chu Ke, the 18-year-old eldest son of the dynasty, who was also the crown prince.

Chu Ke, who came back to his senses, gave Luo Qingran a cold look, and wanted to help Luo Qingyun, but he didn't want Luo Qingran to be one step faster, "How can you bother the prince, your sister to help you with such a small matter?"

When Luo Qingyun saw the prince get up, she swallowed the words she wanted to say and pulled them to the ground. When Luo Qingyun fell to the ground with a bang, "Oh, my hands are out of strength, sister, it's all my sister's fault, are you okay?"

"Wuwuwu... Your Highness, Qingyun hurts so much." Luo Qingyun once again reached out to the prince pitifully.

Chu Ke looked at Luo Qingran with an innocent face, "Your Highness, somehow, maybe it was because of the hand that was trampled by my sister just now, so I deserve to die."

Chu Ke walked to Luo Qingran angrily, raised his hand and slapped her hard, "Bitch, I really didn't expect you to bully Qingyun so much. You were so vicious when I was here. When I was away, I don't know how vicious you were."

Luo Qingyun, who was lying on the ground, sneered in a bad way, little bitch, let you dare to bully me today, Your Highness the Crown Prince will hate you even more now.

Luo Qingran was confused by the slap, but her cheeks were so hot that she raised her hand to the prince, "Bastard." The angry voice of the Ninth Emperor's Uncle came from behind, and Luo Qingran's raised hand was hanging in the air.
Chapter completed!