"Misunderstanding, my lady..." Zhu Minglang hurriedly tried to explain but inadvertently blurted out this self-invented address.
Li Yunzi's eyes widened. If it had been some other frivolous playboy, whether he heard clearly or not, she would have cut out his tongue with a sword right there.
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, Miss Yunzi, I, Zhu Minglang, have always maintained a proper conduct. I also don't understand why she would stir up trouble," said Zhu Minglang.
Li Yunzi looked at him, saw his sincere face, but couldn't help snorting in her heart.
When did she ever think Zhu Minglang had such thick skin?
"I warned you not to get too close to her... Oh well, from the current situation, she probably won't take your life," Li Yunzi shook her head and no longer pursued the matter concerning Nan Lingsha.
Zhu Minglang scratched his head, realizing that she was worried he might die at Nan Lingsha's hands.
