Chapter 270: Does Your Face Hurt? (7)
Because it is far away, no one can see the faces of the people at this time.
Just a glimpse from afar.
I don't know what she looks like.
But with this temperament alone, many people feel that the appearance will not be too bad.
Quiet as a virgin, light as a breeze.
That person involuntarily exudes a temperament that does not care about the world.
Everyone's eyes, with the cold figure, step by step, slowly from top to bottom.
Finally, I don't know how long it took, under the gaze of everyone, that figure finally came to the floor where Mu Zhiyue and the others were.
And everyone finally saw her face.
What kind of eyes are they?
It is clear and translucent, as if it is more twinkling than the stars in the sky, as if it can penetrate people's hearts at a glance......
Let everyone can't help but indulge in it.
Although the face is not stunning, it can be stunning.
The face as white as jade is enough to kill everyone present in seconds, and the skin is like congealed fat, which is probably what it looks like.
Her face, which can be seen at a glance, is unadorned with any powder, but it is unusually fair, as pure and tender as a baby.
Although the faces of the women present are all natural, their skin will basically have some imperfections.
No one's skin is that good.
Seeing this, many people were jealous, and at the same time, their heads quickly searched for this person's information.
However, no memories of this person can be found.
Or maybe they never saw this person at all......
The figure is very slender and thin, but it is straight, with a momentum that looks at the world.
The whole person feels cold, cold to the extreme, as if he doesn't even want to say more.
However, things that do not match her character are her figure.
Skinny and small, like a cutting board, flat.
Although his face is cold, he is immature.
It seems that he should only be thirteen or fourteen years old......
All the people are wondering.
In the imperial capital, I have never seen this person.
Everyone was puzzled, but the pupils of Changsun Mian, who was sitting in the crowd, suddenly dilated, as if he had seen something terrible......
When everyone was thinking about her, Gu Zhu had already walked to the main seat, and then sat down indifferently.
Randomly, raise your eyes, and quietly look at the person in front of you.
Before everyone could react, they suddenly heard all the employees in the Star Picking Building bowing to the lonely bamboo in unison, and said respectfully: "Master." ”
Master?
What ?
Is it someone whose age does not match his personality at all?
Everyone was stunned.
Take a closer look.
it!
Isn't this the main seat set up by each floor of the Star Picking Tower for the owner of the Star Picking Tower?
Why did she sit down so peacefully?
And the waiter didn't stop it?
Shouldn't the main seat be Mu Zhiyue's? Shouldn't it be the prince's?
And why do the employees of Xingxinglou call that person the master?
What's going on?
Many people have already expressed their confusion.
But of course, there are still people who have seen the truth of the matter.
For example, Mu Yurou.
For example, Prince Longmo.
Almost as soon as Guzhu appeared, they guessed that Mu Zhiyue must be impersonating.
And this person, who seems to be indifferent and ruthless to everything, is the real owner of the Star Picking Tower.
Seeing this, Mu Yurou frowned.
This Mu Zhiyue is simply a pig!
Her goal is to be the empress and the empress when the emperor dies!
She has maintained it for so many years to make her image this far.