Yang Meixin turned around with a smile and raised the box in his hand: "Yang Bing, if you dare to move my butterfly dance again, I will kill you!"
Yang Bing seems to have lost the treasure, crying is more sad.
Waiting for the central eyebrow core to take a person to go, Yang Pozi and other talents will help her up.
"Miss, why are you confused? Don't you know that the Phoenix butterfly dance is Miss Xin's lifeblood? "
"Yes Don't say it's you. Even the little Lord and the queen can't easily move the Phoenix and butterfly... "
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Mrs. Yang's impatient stare at the crowd: "enough, miss has been sad enough, you are still there to stir up the flames!"
She carefully stroked the cheek of Yang Bing and lowered her voice.
"Miss, you can't tell the queen and the young Lord about this. After all It's you who made the first mistake You said you would give a gift to the high priest. I thought you were going to give your own painting. Who could have thought of How do you steal Miss core's butterfly dance? "
"I I think the high priest likes the Phoenix butterfly dance, just Just want to give it to him and make him happy... "
Yang Bing a face of injustice, tears DC.
"In fact, I also know that sister Xin likes butterfly dance and won't give it to me That's why I stole it... "
With a silent sigh, Mrs. Yang beckons two women to get familiar with the ice and walk to Ling Luoyu.
"Miss Yan..."
Ling Luoyu stood with a smile: "Granny Yang has something to say..."
"I know You don't take Miss Bing as your master, but Love and reason, she is your master! When the master is in trouble, we, as servants, will do everything to save her Even if you are broken, you should be loyal to your master... "
"Yes, I also agree with Mrs. Yang's words..."
Ling Luoyu cherishes the head of his jaw and looks serious.
"As a servant, you must have the duty and belief of loyalty to the master and son..."