At the gate of the magnificent palace, Ling Luoyu looked at the surrounding carved dragons and phoenixes, and shook his head speechlessly.

"It seems that this young master is also the one who will enjoy..."

In the hall-

"What about uncle? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"Miss Bing, the young master will be here soon, wait a while..."

"Uncle's words don't count, he said he was giving me a gift, but it hasn't arrived yet..."

"Miss Bing, please have tea first..."

Yang Bing responded unhappily, but instead of sitting down to drink tea, he strolled around the study room.

"Miss, wait a moment..."

Young lady Yang knew the young master's temper, and quickly pulled Yang Bing back into the chair.

"As you know, Young Master doesn't like other people's things that disturb him..."

"I didn't move, just look around..."

"Miss..."

"Ok"

Yang Bing sat down aggrieved, but it seemed that he had suddenly thought of something, and leaped to his feet.

"Yu'er, Yu'er, come on..."

Mother Yang quickly hugged her again: "My young lady, the young master's study is not allowed to enter casually. If Miss Yan enters, the young master will kill her!"

"Oh, I forgot..."

Yang Bing was immediately discouraged and waved to Ling Luoyu at the door with some regret.

"When I beg Uncle, let you come in and play..."

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but laughed out: "Miss, let's forget it, I just have one head, not enough for your uncle to chop twice..."

"Who is going to cut you?!"

The familiar and cold voice suddenly remembered behind her.

Ling Luoyu turned around in shock.

how come?

She didn't even notice that anyone was close!

If this takes the opportunity to make a move, it will definitely suffer!

Behind him, Yang Zhi's familiar face fell into his eyes: "It's you..."

She suddenly remembered what Zhao Long called him: "You are..."

Little Lord! !

Yes!

Zhao Long just called him the Young Master!

It's just that she only thought of Yang Bing's uncle, and neglected the possible relationship between them!

In a daze, the surrounding women and attendants knelt down one after another--

"I have seen Young Master!"

Ling Luoyu stared at the surroundings, his mind moved.

It is absolutely impossible for her to kneel down and recognize the young master!

But if you don't kneel, it's as if your identity doesn't allow it!

While thinking, Yang Zhi suddenly raised his hand and put her fingertips on her chin.

Ling Luoyu took a step back and slapped his hand away: "What are you doing!"

In the hall, Lady Yang's heart sank suddenly--

That's it!

How dare to talk to Young Master like this!

And he opened his hand presumptuously!

Isn't this an obvious death? !

Even if the high priest is here at this time, I am afraid that he can't help her!

Yang Zhi's hand stopped in the air, his fingertips squeezed, as if Void pinched Ling Luoyu's chin, and a meaningful smile curled out of the corner of his lips.

"What? The high priest doesn't want you?"

"Uncle... Yu'er is my friend, and I begged the high priest to give it to me!" Yang Bing knelt in the hall and answered carefully.

"your friend?"

Yang Zhi's eyes suddenly became playful, suddenly he hung his body and lowered his voice.

"You are so courageous, you dare to be friends with Binger!"

Ling Luoyu stepped back again, drew a distance from Yang Zhi, neither humble nor overbearing: "I am a person who is born bold! Miss does not dislike me as a maid and treats me as a friend. Why would I not dare?!"

"Haha... what a natural boldness!"

Yang Zhi's eyes suddenly waved, and he looked at Ling Luoyu up and down several times before throwing his sleeves into the hall.

"I hope you won't let me down!"