His anger 3

  "You've put on makeup!" He almost gritted his teeth, knowing she never wore makeup, but facing Nan Fengjin, she actually dressed up!

  Lan Ya was forced to make eye contact with him, and after Nan Feng Jin pinched her chin, he continued, treating her like what!

  "Let go!" Lan Ya was also somewhat annoyed.

  His hand tightened further, his eyes gloomy: "Tell me, why did you put on makeup."

  She would never take the initiative to find him, and even less likely to come to the study, unless...

  Lan Ya waved her hand: "You're a weirdo, whether a woman wears makeup or not is none of your business!"

  "Don't test my patience, tell me why you're putting on makeup!" He was furious at her struggles, and seeing the scene just now, his rationality had been disrupted!

  Lan Ya couldn't struggle free, so she didn't bother anymore. Her big eyes stared at him: "Zhu Ye Kuang Ming, you're crazy!"

  She thought she could win him over and gain some freedom, but it seems she's lost her mind to want to please this devil.

  She was so muddle-headed that she jumped into the river to save him, she was wrong and totally out of line!

  "Beautiful women are meant to be pampered, of course a woman's thoughts are easy to understand, and makeup is naturally used to attract men." Nan Fengjin took a step closer, intentionally saying provocative words to infuriate Zhuo Ye.

  Lan Ya shot him a fierce glance, after all, he was the one who had triggered everything!

  "Hmph, looking at me like that, I'd think you've fallen in love with me." Meeting Lan Ya's angry gaze, Nan Feng Jin's smile grew even brighter.

  As long as he can get this woman, he doesn't care about any cost!

  Lan Ya really wanted to tear his mouth apart, and the anger in her heart was about to erupt!

  "Don't want to die? Get out of here!" The wild and fierce eyes of Zhu Ye turned red as he turned his head back.

  In the face of Ji Ye's furious anger, Nan Feng Jin didn't show a hint of fear. She still had an air of nonchalance about her as she took a step forward and leaned in close to his ear: "Remember, women need to be cherished, and... your family's little treasure is extremely liked by this emperor."

  After finishing speaking, he gave Zhuo Ye a meaningful glance, then threw his head back and laughed loudly. He lifted his foot and walked away slowly with a steady pace.

  Lan Ya felt the boundless and furious anger of Zhu Ye, but wasn't she also angry?

  "Mo Qingyan, you want to leave me." He turned his head and roared at Lan Ya in anger.

  "Yes!" Lan Ya straightened her back, without hiding her inner thoughts.

  "So you want to borrow Nan Fengyi's power?" His grip tightened, and whenever he touched on Lan Ya's affairs, he would lose his rationality, like a raging lion.

  Lan Ya was furious in her heart and was about to explode. Why did this man always link her with them?

  "What is it in your eyes?" she asked, which was also the question that had been pressing on her mind all day.

  The force on his hand did not diminish, staring at Lan Ya one word at a time: "You are just a plaything in the eyes of this king."

  "Plaything? Alright, a fine plaything." Lan Ya sneered, her chin pinched to the point of numbness: "Tell me, Zhu Ye Kuang Ming, when will you ever tire of playing with this plaything?"

  Playing with things, Nan Feng's words were quite good. If he opened his mouth to ask for her, Zhu Ye would definitely offer herself up with both hands!

  "It depends on my mood!" Women were mere playthings in his eyes!

  "Haha, I didn't know I could make Wang Ye so interested." She burst out laughing, suddenly finding it hilarious. Interest? How ridiculous!

  Her smile was a direct sarcasm to Chu Ye's madness. He flung his hand and threw her back onto the ground: "Mu Qingyan, do you think this king can't live without you?"

  "Of course not, the charm of the mad king is so great that all the women in the capital city are yours for the taking, and their hearts all belong to you, Your Highness." Lan Ya stood up from the ground, still smiling, a very beautiful smile.

  "Don't laugh!" Choro's eyes seemed to be filled with disgust at her smile, and that smile made his heart inexplicably chaotic.

  Lan Ya didn't speak, she couldn't cry, what else could she do but smile?

  "Get out of my sight."

  As if scorched by her smile with severe consequences, he almost burst into rage, his entire chest feeling like it was on fire.

  Lan Ya had long been unwilling to stay here, and upon hearing this, she turned around and walked out of the courtyard. The smile on her face disappeared in an instant, and her eyes became deep and gloomy, as if he was disgusted with her now.

  He stared intently at her receding back, then swung his large hand and released a blast of internal energy, causing a nearby tree to explode into splinters with a loud "crack".

  Moying Yan, you've gone to great lengths to leave me... If you truly wish to leave, perhaps one day I can make an exception!

  Lan Ya stumbled and staggered back to her own courtyard, disgusted. If she was disgusted, then they wouldn't come looking for her again. Perhaps soon the surveillance around her would also decrease.

  "Hmph, Mu Qingyan, how's it? How does it feel to fall from a high place?" Mu Leqing emerged from behind the fake mountain, and she had seen the whole thing clearly.

  She was very pleased in her heart, and if she could annoy the Crazy King, she would have a great opportunity to replace her position!

  "Get lost." He coldly spat out a single word, without even looking at her, and continued walking forward.

  Mu Le Qing saw this and stepped forward a few steps to block Lan Ya's path: "Mu Qingyan, you have offended the Crazy King. Do you think your future status will still be higher than mine?"

  "Get out!" Lan Ya raised her eyes, her tone heavy.

  "Mo Qingyan, don't be shameless, take a look at yourself now." Mo Leqing scowled, but then saw the beautiful makeup and smiled: "The makeup is so beautifully done, why didn't you seduce King Nan Yue?"

  Light and angry words ignited a burning anger in Lan Ya's heart.

  "Who is Mo Qingyan?" Lan Ya asked quietly.

  Her silence is a precursor to her anger!

  Moyue Qing was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: "Could it be that I've lost my memory, and don't even know who I am? Haha, surely I'm not that pitiful."

  "Pitiful? Indeed very pitiful, of course I'm talking about you being pitiful!" Her words fell and her face suddenly turned ferocious, raising her hand to slap her in the face.

  "Ah......" Muluo Qing let out a loud cry, and several palm prints suddenly appeared on her cheek: "Damn woman, you dare to hit me, I'll fight you to the death."

  Lan Ya was thoroughly enraged. Don't think she's easy to bully, she's not a soft persimmon. Without martial arts, she can't deal with men, but when it comes to women, she won't lose!

  Mulan Qing rushed up, and Lan Ya was not to be outdone. She grabbed Mulan Qing's hair and pulled hard, forcing her to bend down in pain. At the same time, Lan Ya kneed upwards, striking Mulan Qing's abdomen with a blow.

  It was just two moves, and Mu Le Qing was already clutching his stomach and rolling around on the ground.

  Muleqing had never fought before, Lanyabi had an advantage with her previous experience and tall stature, so when she grabbed Muleqing's hair, she took the upper hand.

  "You this dead woman...... I......"

  Lan Ya heard this and kicked Mu Leqing who was lying on the ground several times: "I let you scold, I let you scold, remember, Miss is not Mu Qingyan!"

  Is she a gentle lady? She wouldn't be some kind of savage woman!

  She was furious in her heart, kicked a few feet but didn't hit the mark, bent down and sat on her body, grasped her collar, and slapped her face with her big hand towards Muleqing.

  Today, Lan Ya was thoroughly enraged. This Mu Le Qing seemed to be unaware of the situation and still rushed forward. She vented all her anger on him, slapping him repeatedly until the people below stopped shouting, only then did she stop her hand.

  She was still in her senses, just dizzy, and her life was not affected at all.

  Lan Ya stood up, still fuming, and kicked again before bending down to pick up her clothes. She flicked her ponytail and walked away with her head held high and chest out.

  Such a violent scene fell into Nan Fengjin's eyes, which should have been gone, and her smile became even more intense. It was really interesting that she was even more cute when she was violent.

  You won't need to wait long for your beauty to shine through, and you'll be mine. The condition of twenty cities is enough to tempt anyone!

  Returning to the courtyard, Cui'er came out to greet her, turned around and looked around, but didn't see the King's figure and was puzzled.

  "Mom, the dishes have gone cold, should we heat them up?"

  "Never mind, just forget it." Lan Ya returned to her room and immediately lay down on the bed with a listless expression.

  This punch is really satisfying!

  Before you know it, twenty days have passed and in just two or three more days, the New Year will arrive. The whole mansion has become even more lively than before.

  Lan Ya walked in the yard, sunbathing. The snow had melted over the past two days and the temperature seemed to have risen by a few degrees. For these twenty days, Chu Ye hadn't come once, and she knew he was really fed up with her.

  It was just as well that it suited her mind, and in recent days, she had also been very honest and didn't want to provoke the wild and absurd ideas of Zhuo, so there was no movement at all.

  There are only two more days until New Year's Day. During the New Year's festival, there will be more people going out, and perhaps she can take advantage of this period to go out.

  "Miss, we didn't get any couplets this year." Cui'er walked in from outside the courtyard, looking not too good.

  "What's wrong?" asked Lan Ya.

  "The princess said beside Wang'er, 'Don't buy so much, let's think of a way ourselves.'"

  "Hmm, then figure it out yourself." Lan Ya agreed, she wasn't interested in couplets and whatnot.

  The Yin Yue family has never been fond of Eastern culture, so they never stick couplets during the New Year, only gathering together. She doesn't like couplets either, and thinks the red ones are eye-catching in a bad way.

  "But... I don't know how to write..." Cui'er lowered her head, looking somewhat troubled.

  "It doesn't stick anymore."

  "Miss, this won't do, we have to put up couplets for the New Year, or else we'll be unlucky throughout the year."

  "Really." Lan Ya thought for a moment: "You go get the pen, I'll write."

  "Alas, okay." Cuier heard this and revealed a joyful expression.

  Lan Ya thought to herself, the process of celebrating the new year seemed to be just eating and drinking, staying up late to see the old year out and welcome the new one. After the New Year's celebration, she would turn 19 years old.

  How long will her life be?

  At the age of 19, she has been in this era for half a year and has experienced many things. She has known, guarded, and parted ways with people, tasting all the flavors in between. It's been twenty days since Ba Li Lian Cheng returned.