"The God of Plague is coming." Princess Yongjia muttered. When Mu Qingyi turned around, she saw Qianling being helped by Wei Wuji to walk towards them. And the look of Qianling was definitely coming towards them.

Princess Yongjia pulled Mu Qingyi forward and turned around and explained, "The eleventh brother said that the sick woman in the eleventh brother was a little far away. That woman was very troublesome."

"It's very troublesome?" Mu Qingyi raised her eyebrows curiously, and was a little curious about Ge Shu Han's opinion of Qianling.

Princess Yongjia frowned and said, "Isn't it a problem for me to run around so sick and run around? What if I vomit blood while talking to you? Wei Wuji must blame us for vomiting blood because of her anger. What if she suddenly fainted? Others must think that we are bullying her, so let's run away first."

Mu Qingyi nodded in agreement, "I've been taught."

Although the sky was a little dim, it was still very convenient for the two girls to squeeze in the crowds of the audience holding hands. However, it was not so convenient for Wei Wuji to hold the sick Qianling. Not to mention Wei Wuji's identity, who was noticed everywhere, the person he held in his hand made him dare not squeeze into the crowd casually. Therefore, after walking a few steps to them, he could only watch the two girls walking hand in hand from the stands on one side to the other side.

"Princess Mingze doesn't seem to like me." Qianling said sadly as he looked at the two girls' happy backs.

Wei Wuji said calmly: "It's just a princess who has just been enthroned, don't care about her." Qian Ling turned around and looked at Wei Wuji gently and said: "But... I like her very much. Princess Mingze... looks very close to her. She is different from other girls."

Wei Wuji sighed helplessly and said pity: "I will take you to visit Sucheng Hou Mansion another day?"

"This... Princess Mingze meets me? I don't think she likes me."

"Yes, don't worry. Huh?"

"Well, Wuji, you are the best for me."

"I don't treat you well, who else can I do?" Wei Wuji said softly, embracing Qianling in his arms, carefully putting her cloak on her body. Looking up, under the fireworks blooming in the sky, a beautiful face looked up at the sky with a faint smile. The gentle smile flashed by, but it seemed to cover up all the faces around her, as bright and charming as if they were covering up all the faces around.

"Oh, isn't this Princess Yongjia? She is kidnapping the beauty again." Princess Yongjia pulled Mu Qingyi and looked up at the fireworks in the sky curiously. Even in the Northern Han Dynasty, she had never seen such gorgeous and magnificent fireworks. She was having fun, and a lazy voice came from behind her.

Princess Yongjia turned around with a stiff expression and stared at the person behind him hatefully. Under the fireworks, among the crowds. Even in the noisy and noisy place, he could not consciously give people a quiet and empty feeling anywhere. Princess Yongjia was very complicated about Rong Jin. On the one hand, she felt that she liked him, and she couldn't help but blush when she saw her handsome face. But on the other hand, as soon as Rong Jin spoke, she couldn't help but want to slap him in the face. Occasionally she couldn't help fantasizing that it would be great if she could peel off the beautiful face and take it back to the Northern Han. She would no longer have to face this annoying and unkind man!

"Ah, I'm going to be a beauty again. Princess Yongjia, you, a woman, are you faster than me every time you attack. Are you embarrassed?" Rong Jin looked at Mu Qingyi and said with a smile.

Princess Yongjia sneered, "You want a beauty, won't you go back to your room and find a mirror by yourself?"

Rong Jin did not think it was offended at all, and she laughed even more happily, "Do you admit that you are not as good-looking as me? Then don't send the beauty to me, don't scare me, the ugly girl!"

Princess Yongjia's pretty face was immediately distorted. No matter what kind of aesthetic view of the race, Princess Yongjia is definitely a first-class beauty. Although it is a little bit far away from some monsters, Princess Yongjia believes that she is a normal person and is not much worse. This is the first time that someone dares to question her eyebrows. At this moment, there are no beautiful men who make her heart moved, and all the handsome young men with unique temperaments. Princess Yongjia only sees the world's enemies and the mortal enemies who are mortal!

"Rong Jiu! This county is mainly duel with you!" Fortunately, there was no sword in his hand. If Rong Jin dared to be so arrogant in the hall just now, she would dare to stab him with a sword.

Mr. Rong Jiu said lazily: "Whatever you want. Let go of the beautiful beauty first. Don't hurt others, you ugly girl with thick hands and feet. This young master will feel distressed."

"Rong, Jin!" Princess Yongjia was so angry that his heart was in pain. Seeing that Princess Yongjia was about to explode, Mu Qingyi shook a warning look and pulled Princess Yongjia and smiled: "Bing'er, don't be angry. Compared with the Ninth Prince, are we all ugly girls?"

Compared with Rong Jin's face, there are not many women in the world who dare to say that they are beautiful women. It's not that Rong Jin is very feminine, he is not even delicate. Mu Qingyi has also seen his gloomy face as sharp as a blade when he has a gloomy face, but no matter how you look at it, Rong Jin himself gives people a perfect feeling that there is no flaw. Of course, God will not make a person flawless, so the flawless appearance of Rong Jiu's prince directly leads to his distortion of his personality.

Princess Yongjia was stunned and looked Rong Jin up and down for a while, and was indeed nodded. She smiled and nodded, "Well, Qingyi is right. Losing to... the Ninth Prince is not ashamed of being embarrassed. Even if the Ninth Prince thinks that this princess is ugly, I can't say that this princess is the second in the world, uh, the third beauty. Right, Qingyi."

In order to calm Princess Yongjia's temper, it must be right. Moreover, Mu Qingyi really didn't want to see a good girl crying by Rong Jin's unkind bastard on such an occasion.

"Ninth brother."

"Brother Nine."

Under the light or dark fire, Young Master Rong Jiu's expression changed. Obviously, he was still considering whether to get angry, but he was interrupted by two voices from behind. Rong Yan followed with Princess Huaiyang with slightly red eyes. A hint of impatientness flashed in Rong Jin's eyes and looked back at the two of them and said, "Is there anything wrong?" Rong Yan looked at Princess Yongjia and Mu Qingyi holding hands and smiled, "It's okay, I came to see if my ninth brother disappeared. Brother Jiu is in poor health, be careful."
Chapter completed!