At this moment, Ning Zihan was not only wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, but his hair was also short. No matter how handsome and stern Ning Zihan looked, being an ancient person, An Baobei was really displeased.
Ning Zihan's cold laugh intensified: "Wearing ancient clothes is enough to catch my attention, and you pretend to be an ancient person too? For money, you women really are cheap!"
"How dare you!" An Baobei jumped straight up from the bed in anger. "To actually insult me, the Princess! I'll have the king and queen behead you!"
"These days, even lunatics dare to climb into my bed." Saying this, Ning Zihan's gaze became colder and sharper, and he shouted sternly, "Housekeeper!"
Quickly, the housekeeper rushed in: "Young Master, what's the matter?"
