C42 (1/2)
Before they had even reached the manor's gate, they could already hear the arrogant shouts and curses of the Jun Mansion s.
”Cough, cough, cough...” Jun Hao Ran awkwardly clenched his fists and coughed, ”Miss that is tainted by dirt, a person who knows his place, I don't think he would lower himself to the likes of me, a person who doesn't know etiquette!”
monarch dust waved his whip, pointing it at the servant with a cold face, he said angrily.
”What happened? Who told you not to notify me?” Your voice is so loud, I heard it even from the small building in Lingyan Pavilion! ”
”Err …”
Hearing that voice, monarch dust's body froze, and he slowly turned around. The moment he saw Jun Ling Yan's original body, she, felt extremely embarrassed!
”Pfft …”
Standing on the opposite side, the black-clothed man couldn't help but laugh after hearing Jun Ling Yan's teasing.
However, when their gazes made contact with the figure on the wheelchair in front of Ling Yunyan, all the travel worn black clothed people trembled.
All the men in black kneeled down in unison and respectfully called out: ”Your Highness!”
”Stand up!” Yun Chen Jing raised his hand, his expression light.
”So this is your subordinate?” Jun Ling Yan sized up the group of black-robed guards, and praised them after receiving Yun Chen Jing's response, ”Very impressive!”
Hearing Jun Ling Yan's praise, many of the black clothed guards curiously sized Jun Ling Yan up, their eyes filled with unimaginable shock.
[This ugly girl, who is like a bean sprout, can actually get along with the king?]
Moreover, after she had spoken, the prince had actually laughed and responded. This was simply a miracle!
Was the person in front of them really their prince?
”Wang …. ”Elder?”
monarch dust gaped at Yun Chen Jing, as if he had seen a ghost.
”Your highness, your subordinate has been waiting for you to arrive late, I beg your forgiveness!” The black-clothed guards were still kneeling on the ground, guilt written all over their faces.
In order to let them escape first, Yun Chen Jing had single-handedly lured away all the strong demonic beasts. These past few days, all of them had been worried and anxious for Yun Chen Jing's safety.
”Get up! Don't let me say it a third time! ” Yun Chen Jing frowned, and reprimanded with dissatisfaction.
”Yes sir!” The guards dressed in black stood up in unison.
It was as if they had practiced it countless times as they knelt together, uniformly and with an imposing manner.
It was only 12 people, but it was as if they were facing a magnificent army of thousands of men!
After the twelve people stood up, they consciously stood behind Yun Chen Jing.
The leader of the twelve people wanted to take the handle of Yun Chen Jing's wheelchair from Jun Ling Yan.
”Let her push!” Suddenly, Yun Chen Jing's voice stopped the other party's intention.
Yun Family Twelve Guards couldn't help but look at each other, and all of them could see the astonishment in each other's eyes.
From their memories, there were only two people who could touch Yun Chen Jing's seat.
One of them was Yun Chen Jing's matriarch: Bai Su Xue.
The other person was the leader of the Yun Family Twelve Guards, Yun An Nian.
No one else was allowed to touch it!
Tap! Die!
Seeing Jun Ling Yan being pushed around the wheelchair with Yun Chen Jing's consent, such honor was hard to put into words!
The group of people was welcomed by Jun Ling Yan and entered the Jun Mansion.
The monarch dust that was forgotten at the side stared blankly at Jun Ling Yan and the others who were walking far away, unable to react in time.
The current her, was still in a daze due to the words Yun Family Twelve Guards called Yun Chen Jing ”Prince”.
Originally, he thought Yun Chen Jing was just a cripple with no status.