Two Women Holding Hands, Are the Two of You Sick in the Head

At this moment, a tall figure came over and stopped at Lu Qier's side. It was Fu Qinglun.

"Brother Qinglun, you've arrived at the perfect time. Lin Shiyu sang a cover of Sister Qier's 'Legend'. We're going to sue her for infringement." Lin Ruoxi immediately complained to Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun's narrow eyes fell on Lin Shiyu's pretty face.

"Ah, looks like everyone's here now. The princess, the princess' knight, and the princess's… slave." Tang Mo'er pursed her lips and smiled.

The princess's slave?

Lin Ruoxi's facial expression twisted and she exploded in rage, "Tang Mo'er, who are you calling the princess' slave?"

"Whoever answered is the princess' slave."

"You!"