Cui Minggui was very angry.

very angry.

What a group of lawless young masters and ladies.

In their respective territories, they can do whatever they want, and it's okay to be unruly and unruly. Originally, they would always be a little more scrupulous when they came outside.

Unexpectedly, it got worse.

They even did things like secretly kidnapping young girls.

Doesn't this bring trouble to his father?

When the news spread, what did the citizens of Yunmeng think of their father who had just taken office?

"Young prince, Master Nie, fellow students, this is Yunmeng City after all, and Lin Beichen still has the status of a divine favored person. Please give me a face and let these two little maids go back. I am willing

Go and make a trip in person, bring Lin Beichen here, and ask him to apologize to all the classmates..."

Cui Minggui persuaded patiently.

Everyone's expressions are different.

Cui Minggui is their classmate at the same school. In terms of grades alone, he is considered a prominent figure in the school and attracts a lot of attention. However, outside the campus, everything is different.

Compared with theirs, Cui Minggui's family background is far behind.

Even though his father Cui Hao was promoted recently, he is still just a small city lord.

So whether or not to give him face, and how much face to give him, is another question worth pondering.

"You have such a great reputation?"

The boy in purple put his feet on the dining table and asked lazily with a half-smile.

Cui Minggui's face froze, as if he had been slapped in the face.

But in order not to cause trouble to his old father, he still smiled and said: "My young prince, you are of noble blood, you are of royal blood, you are above the rest, and you have a noble status. Why should you care about two little maids who have humbled themselves to the dust?"

The boy in purple is named Yu Wanlou.

He is the direct grandson of King Hai'an.

King Hai'an was born in the imperial royal family, with the blood of the Beihai Empire royal family flowing in his body. Although he is just an idle prince, he is definitely considered a top noble in Fengyu Province.

Yu Wanlou has been deeply favored by King Hai'an since he was a child, and is pampered by the entire Prince of Hai'an as his son. Over a long period of time, he has developed a crazy and unscrupulous domineering character.

A well-known super dude in the language province.

In addition, he has the blood of the royal family and is quite talented in cultivation. He is also well-known among the top new generation nobles in Fengyu Province.

Of course, the 'little famous' people here are already as good as the King of Heaven in the circle of ordinary aristocratic children.

"Today I'm just arguing with these two little beauties, so what can I do?"

Yu Wanlou shook his legs, squinted his eyes, glanced at Cui Minggui, then looked at his companions around him, and said: "Does anyone dare to scold me? I don't believe it, haha, do you dare?"

Everyone laughed.

"How dare we."

"Whatever the young prince wants is fine."

"Of course I want you to be happy, young prince."

The young people all laughed together.

Wearing white light armor, a young man with oily hair and pink face, his eyes flashed with lust.

"Hehe said: "The way the young prince looks at women is really admirable. Haha, although these two little beauties are not peerless beauties, nor do they have any noble status bonus, their timid little looks are...

It has a different flavor, hehe..."

He said with a smile.

This man is Nie Fuguang, the nineteenth son of Lord Xinjin.

The territory of Fengyu Province is divided into four major territories.

Xinjinling is one of them.

Unlike King Hai'an, an idle prince with a title but no real power, the Lord of Xinjin is a real prince. He governs sixteen cities, large and small. He has the power to collect taxes, military power, government decrees and other powers. He only controls the province.

The Lord is responsible. Although his title is not as high as that of King Hai'an, his authority is far beyond that.

As the son of a powerful lord, Nie Fuguang's status among this group of people should not be lower than Yu Wanlou's.

But it's a pity that he is only the nineteenth son of Lord Xinjin.

Compared with his eighteen brothers and thirty-one sisters, he is not outstanding and not very favored.

Therefore, he was helplessly short in front of the prince's grandson who was absolutely favored.

"Haha, are you attracted to me too?"

Yu Wanlou smiled faintly, and said in a casual tone, as if he was giving away a piece of grass, "Okay, Xiao Wang, I have never been a solitary eater. The one on the left belongs to you. If we leave in a while, you can take it away directly."

, if you get tired of playing with it, you can give it to other brothers who are interested, hahaha~!"

The young princes in purple clothes with loose hair around them were wild and crazy, laughing and saying: "Let them all go and play with them, let me play with them until they die, and then throw them back to that... uh, Lin, what are you doing?"

Nie Fuguang said: "Lin Beichen, haha, the legitimate son of Zhan Tianhou."

"Oh, yes, yes, Lin Beichen..."

Yu Wanlou said with a smile: "I'll leave it to Lin Beichen after I've crippled him... I've crippled his two women. Even if he apologizes to us, if we let him bleed some more, we won't do anything about Han Cheng and Tai Yuezi."

Don’t worry about it.”

"That would be great, hahaha."

Nie Fuguang stared at Qianqian and grinned.

That pale, drunken and overindulgent face showed unabashed greed and obscenity.

Several other young men also laughed.

This time I came out just to try some wild game.

"no."

The arrogant woman with almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks who had never spoken a word said coldly: "Junior Han Cheng and junior Tai Yuezi are dead, so let's forget about it?"

The young prince Yu Wanlou curled his lips and smiled, and said: "Don't worry, sister Fu, it's just our business. As for how the Han family and the Tai family go to settle accounts with Lin, that's none of our business, hahaha.

"

The arrogant woman then relented and said, "That's pretty much it."

When Cui Minggui saw that the situation was about to get completely out of control, he felt very anxious.

But before he could say anything, Nie Fuguang stood up and left the table, walking directly towards the two beautiful little maids.

"You...don't come over."

Qianqian backed away in horror and said, "My young master is a favored one by the gods..."

"Haha, the one favored by God? So what?"

Nie Fuyin smiled and raised his hand to pinch Qianqian's fair and smooth chin.

"No……"

Qianqian subconsciously stepped back and raised her hands to block.

Snapped!

Nie Fuguang was impatient and slapped Qianqian on the face.

"ah……"

Qianqian screamed and fell to the ground, half of her face was red and swollen, and blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

How could she, who had only been practicing at the Third Academy for a few days, resist the slaps from the students at the Intermediate Academy?

"Damn it, you stinky bitch, how dare you hide? How dare you stop me?"

Nie Fuguang was still angry and kicked Qianqian again, until Qianqian turned pale and curled up like a prawn on the ground. Only then did he get out of his anger and cursed disdainfully: "What about the one favored by the gods?

He is just a little bastard who has lost his power, I have a hundred ways to kill him..."

After saying that, he slapped Qianqian, who was looking at him with hatred, cruelly to the ground.

"What are you looking at?"

He threw two transparent gauze skirts as thin as cicada wings in front of Qianqian and Qianqian.

"Take off all your clothes, put on this and dance for the little prince."

Nie Fuguang's pale and swollen face flashed with a ruthless look. He lowered his head and sneered and threatened: "Dance well, you guys will have to suffer less, and your young master will have to suffer less, otherwise, hehe..."

Poor Qianqian and Qianqian, have you ever seen such a scene before?

The two girls had heard the conversation between these people just now. They already understood that the status of these people was terrible, and even their own young masters could not do anything to them, so they gave up their luck.

The two looked at each other.

The sisters are of the same mind and understand each other's intentions.

The two of them were originally young prostitutes who were trained in brothels to please and serve men. They were just like despicable goods, destined to have no self-esteem. This smart young master of his own foolishly treated them sincerely and never bullied them.
To be continued...