Ms. Doctor Divine

Even now, she came to the court personally with the maid and spoke with him about a minor maid.

Therefore, in Gu Chaoyan\'s heart, this maid was of great importance. Because of that, he was not going to deal with this maid as he wished.

She was crying, and looking at him with a begging look on her face.

If not for the guards, who were holding her up, she would have kneeled down and begged him to let her stay.

He was right. Even the maids who served him were better than she was.

Women like this could not stay by his side. She was useless and might even slow him down.

Even in his heart, his feelings for her were affected by acacia beans and felt sorry for her, yet he was able to keep control of that emotion, since he knew what he should do and what he should not.

"Just drop your dream, and don\'t cause me any more trouble. The Snow Territory is very big, but you can\'t be part of it. I would have killed you if you were not Feng Le\'s maid. You must have done this to me because you know that I can\'t offend Feng Le. How tricky and selfish of you," Ouyang Mingjing said as he looked at her calmly "Just go home. If you do this again I will kill you directly."

Having said this, he sent an indifferent look at Qing as if he were staring at an ant.

He dusted off his hands, and adjusted his clothes, as if this private conversation had stained his dress.

Qing was in tears. All she could see was Ouyang Mingjing\'s retreating figure, and the moonlight white clothes that contrasted against his endless coldness.

She really had no idea what was going on. Why couldn\'t she control her own emotions?

She truly had no other requirements, except that she wanted to serve the Head no matter what. She had not hoped that the Head would treat her like a Queen, she just hoped to see him often.

She had thought about this on her trip here. Even being a maid, a cleaner in the lowest class would do, as long as she could see him often, but was that still too much?

Why… Just because she was a maid?

She could not control the origin of her birth.

She did not have many requirements, not many at all, so why…?

Qing looked extremely disappointed and desperate.

Ouyang Mingjing showed a faint smile, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him. "Feng Le, I have already told your maid what I think. She should understand what I mean, but she seems to be in an unsteady mood, so she should not serve you these days. Let her take some rest."