In order to please her, the women next to them all agreed.

"Damn girl, you have to see clearly the person in front of you, Prime Minister Ning's daughter, Miss Ning, maybe she will be the saint in the future. You have to have eyes when you speak and do things. Don't say the wrong words and offend people you shouldn't offend, but you have to be careful of your head."

"Yes, our Sister Qiu has a noble status. Can't we teach a slave a lesson? Besides, even His Highness Mu Qing has to give in to you as a candidate for the saint. Just you, I'll give in!"

The woman was very clever and not only praised Ning Qiu, but also mentioned her identity.

The identity of the Saint candidate is indeed fearful.

Everyone sneered, pointed at Qiao Yiqing, and looked at him in all kinds of contempt.

The noisy sound was a little harsh.

Ning Qiu heard it in his ears, grinned happily, raised his chest proudly, and stared at Qiao Yiqing arrogantly: "I won't make things difficult for everyone today. You just need to kneel down and kowtow three times today, and apologize to me sincerely, saying that you are wrong, I will spare your life."

Qiao Yiqing just wanted to sneer, and she wanted her to kneel down and apologize. Has she got shit in her mind or shit in her mind?

Qiao Yiqing's lips curled slightly, with an unidentified smile on her face, but her voice was cold: "This unreasonable lady, it was wrong for me to hit you last time. I have sincerely apologized. Now I haven't provoked you, why should I kneel down and admit my mistake? You grew up eating shit, the logic is so bad?"

"You--" Ning Qiu was so angry that she was so angry that she blushed when she ate shit.

"Be arrogant, Sister Qiu doesn't teach you a lesson, and we sisters can't stand it anymore. Today I must teach you the rules in the palace." Following the most flattering woman next to Ning Qiu, she suddenly roared and walked towards Qiao Yiqing with a fierce look.

Qiao Yiqing stood there quietly, staring at her coldly, as if she was still looking forward to her next move.

He looked calm, without any panic.

On the contrary, Yan Xun'er, who was standing beside her, was very anxious.

Seeing this, the palace maid blocked it again and spoke out to stop it: "Miss, please show mercy."

"Bitch, how dare you block my way!"

The crisp sound was particularly loud.

The palace maid's face soon became red and swollen-

Yan Xun'er's eyes widened in shock, her simple face flashed and stunned.

"Don't let go!" The woman's attitude was still tough.

The palace maid covered her face and shook her head.

The woman was so angry that she growled: "You have to figure out the situation. Are we the ones you can offend?"

Although the palace maid is delicate, she has a strong attitude. She looked up and replied: "Miss, please respect yourself. Miss Qiao is also a candidate for the saint, so you can't hurt her."

As soon as these words came out, the people who were still talking suddenly fell silent. The environment was silent, and only the sound of surprise sucking air was heard.

Everyone seemed to see a monster, and their eyes staring at Qiao Yiqing were full of shock.

Did you hear it wrong???

She is also a candidate for the Saint???

Oh my god, how is that possible!!!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their thoughts were shaken out of the sky.

Ning Qiu's surprised question brought back everyone's mind.

"How is it possible that she is a candidate for the saint?" A Nu named Nu could become a candidate for the saint. He was truly unprecedented. It was like a man who swept the streets and suddenly became the president of the country.

The other women were also shocked and their mockery was slapped in their throats. They couldn't swallow and spit out, their expressions were stiff and their expressions were awkward, as if they were slapped.

However, the strength of the palace maid's words was obviously louder than a slap.

They just rely on their identity as a candidate for the saint to show off their power, ridicule and mock, be proud of their nobleness and self-righteousness.

In fact, they are just brainless idiots.

In addition to hoping to become a saint, she is to please the "high-spirited" sister Qiu in front of her.

And Qiao Yiqing's expression was not much better.

She was only arrested and entered the palace, but she didn't know that she was forced to participate in the election of the Saint Maiden.

Lan Muqing never mentioned a word to her, and she had already deployed everything. It seemed that they wanted to test whether she was really a saint.

Judging from their urgent appearance, there must be another hidden truth, but what is this hidden truth?

Qiao Yiqing's curiosity was completely aroused. Since they wanted to use her, she would just use her tricks to see what they wanted to make.

She was thinking when she heard a sharp voice suddenly rise.

"I don't believe it, damn girl, are you lying to us, right?" The woman who beat the palace maid frowned and exclaimed, her pretty face frowned.

The palace maid shook her head: "This is what His Highness Mu Qing ordered, I dare not make up for it."

When the woman heard this, her body trembled, her legs and feet became weak, and she immediately took a step back, and her arrogant arrogance dropped a lot.

It is not a wise decision to oppress the Saint candidate.

Ning Qiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and shouted indifferently: "Hmph, so what if she is a candidate for a saint, saints of all generations have been women of noble status. Such a noble position is not something that a slave can insult. I don't believe that she is really a saint!"

When everyone heard this, they felt that it was reasonable.

The saints of each generation are passed down from generation to generation, with the blood of the saints tribe flowing.

It is a symbol of nobility and elegance. Not to mention the ordinary people, even princes and nobles cannot reach it.

They were fortunate to participate in the Saint Election, because the previous Saint disappeared. Because they had no descendants and relatives of the side branches, the Saint Son and His Highness Mu Qing made this decision, hoping to find a Saint who could be recognized by the Saint ancestors.

They actually knew that the chance of becoming a saint was very small, so they put a lot of effort into pleasing Ning Qiu.

Even if you can't become a saint, it's good to be a powerful person.

Qiao Yiqing glanced at her disapprovingly, "If you say no, then it's not? If I'm really a saint, what should you do?"

Ning Qiu was extremely angry and glared at her angrily: "If you are really a saint, I will kneel down and kowtow to you and call you ancestors!"

"Sister Qiu!" The other women felt that it was inappropriate when they saw her activist, so they called out.

"Hmph, don't persuade me, just make up for it. I'll see how capable you are!" Ning Qiu was still dissatisfied and made up his mind to read Qiao Yiqing's joke.

Qiao Yiqing curled her lips coldly, and she felt a little confident: "Then you can wait and see."

Ning Qiu saw her arrogant look and was furious: "Dirty slave, don't be arrogant, it's just that His Highness the Son's ghost #心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#心#

Thinking of her popularity in Santony, almost all the men bowed under the pomegranate skirt of their five golden flowers.

This time, the other four golden flowers failed to become candidates for the Saint, but she was successfully shortlisted with her father's strength. This is already very difficult and worthy of pride.

I was so happy that a voice suddenly came from afar—

"Where did the ugly girl come from? She opens her mouth and speaks loudly!"

The author confessed: Today 5, Gu Liang just wants to tell you loudly-I love you!!!
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