C12 (2/2)

Zhou Leping had learned kung fu from her father since he knew how to walk, and Zhao Deng was after that. Regardless of his age or identity, if he learned kung fu from her father, wouldn't he respectfully call her senior sister?

However, that was all in the past. He couldn't be so ignorant now.

She cupped her hands and said, ”This subject was insensible in the past, I hope that Your Highness can forgive me.”

Zhao Deng curled his lips, ”Why are you the same as the officials in the imperial court? We don't need this, so don't change the subject. Take off your mask and let me see. ”

What he wanted to see was her current appearance. He didn't know what was so secretive about her appearance. Could it be that she had a treasure map on her face?

The more Zhou Leping didn't show him, the more curious he became.

He was an idle lord who liked to play with cats and dogs whenever he had nothing to do. He could use the skills he learned from the past to strengthen his body and occasionally beat up those ruffians to be the heroes in saving the beauty.

Zhou Leping had even let him do it on purpose, but in the end, he did not succeed either and was instead taken down by Zhou Leping with a twist of his arm.

”It hurts, it hurts!” Lighter! I was just joking with you, why are you being so serious? I'm not going to watch it, I'm not going to watch it, ok? ”

He, who was raised with a body of tender skin and tender flesh, truly couldn't stand her beating. Zhou Leping released him when he saw that he had given in.

But right at this moment, Zhao Deng suddenly reached out with his other hand and took off the mask on her face when she wasn't paying attention.

Just like that, Zhou Leping was caught completely off guard by him, and his face was completely exposed.

The moment Zhao Deng saw her face, he was stunned. It was as if he had been hit in the head by a hammer and lost all reaction in an instant.

Zhou Leping was startled for a moment, he then took the mask back from his hands and put it on, then cupped his hands and said, ”If Your Highness has nothing else, I will be going first.”

Zhao Deng still did not react. After a long while, as if the King of Hell had returned his soul back to him, he regained his senses and chased after Zhou Leping.

”Ping Ping, Zhou Leping, Chief General, Master Zhou!” He explained as he chased after her, ”Let me say this first, I don't dislike you at all. When you were young, you had a wasp stinging your face, and your face was as swollen as a pig's head. How ugly that was, I didn't despise you either.”

”I was just scared... Pui, I was shocked, why is it that in just four years, you … And it became like this? ”