Before Yangchun Baixue could react to what was happening, she heard an arrogant voice coming from outside the house:
“Are you tired of living? How Dare You Lock Me Outside? ! Get Out Here!”
Yangchun Baixue’s mouth was wide open in shock. “It, it, that little puppy puppet can talk?”
Zhi Hua sighed. “Yes, although its demonic power is very weak, it can speak well. I don’t know how it won His Highness’s favor, but his highness is very indulgent towards it.”.
It was also because it could speak and often risked evil water to frame people. It was a true little tyrant.
Why did it come all of a sudden? Could it be Miss Qinlan’s doing?”
Although Yangchun Baixue was surprised, she quickly understood. After all, her strange puppet could also speak. It was just that little nine could not make a sound because it had not condensed a physical body yet.
