Feng Xuan stood there nervously after speaking, secretly glancing at Yun Ran.
Could this be regarded as reporting the Princess's actions in front of her? Would the Princess hold a grudge?
Unexpectedly, when trying to gauge the mood, he was almost frozen on the spot by a cold and chilling glance from his master!
Feng Xuan immediately stood upright, facing directly forward, eyes observing nose, nose observing mouth, mouth observing heart, wishing he could transform into a statue!
After threatening and intimidating his subordinate, Nangong Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Yun Ran with a chilly gaze, "Yun Xiaoran, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Yun Ran directly rolled her eyes at him, accompanied by a sinister smile, "Nangong Mo, I found that you've grown white hair!"
The man's expression stiffened, his extraordinarily handsome face showing a slight crack, then a fierce and icy gaze swept towards Feng Xuan.
