Chapter 92: Fighting the Best

As soon as the master and servant were cleaned up, they walked out of the courtyard and came to the gate of the mansion without hurrying.

Two carriages were parked at the entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion, one in front of the other, and Qian Moling and Feng Wange were already standing patiently waiting by the carriage in front.

The moment she saw her daughter come out, Qian Moling's eyes were about to fall out in shock, this beautiful and refined person in front of her was really her daughter?

"What kind of unbelievable look are you, could it be that our daughter is too beautiful, and it is also something to be overly surprised?"

Feng Wange was not happy to catch a glimpse of Qian Moling's reaction, her daughter should have been so shocked, instead of always being talked about and despised by others, those people who talk nonsense are simply a dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth.

"Madame misunderstood, I just haven't seen Xi'er dress so plainly, she used to always ......"

Always dressed like a flower butterfly, no matter how beautiful the face is, it can't withstand such a random toss......

Qian Moling's afterglow swept Feng Wange's face that was almost about to change, and immediately silenced it with interest, and swallowed back all the words that Fang wanted to say.

"Xi'er's dress is really beautiful, tonight you must kill the Quartet, fight the crowd, let those official ladies open their eyes and take a good look, what is the real beauty, who is the existence of the world's best appearance in this capital, how can it be compared to the concubine in the West Courtyard?"

Killing all sides? Fighting the Pack?

Feelings: She didn't go to the palace tonight to attend a grand banquet, but to go to the battlefield?

Qiantianxi shook her head helplessly, but as a pity girl of Qianmeng, she could go, not to mention her mother, who thought very highly of herself.

The Prime Minister's party all got into two carriages and drove slowly in the direction of the palace.

A light blue figure flashed behind the door for a moment, and the treacherous light in his eyes appeared immediately, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared into the night wind.

With a cup of tea, the carriage has already arrived at the gate of the palace, which should be the second time that Qian Tianxi has set foot in this majestic palace.

This time I entered the palace different from the previous days, and the palace gate was full of all kinds of men and women, most of whom were ministers and their families who came to the banquet.

Therefore, when the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion stopped, the palace gate somehow, especially unanimous, stopped the sound of talking, and all the eyes of the Xiangfu were locked onto the two carriages of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It is the first time that Qiantianxi has been so noticed, so agreeing to attend this grand palace banquet this time is really completely contrary to his usual temperament.

Xianyun lifted the curtain, and the woman lifted it lightly with her bare hands, and was helped by the fiber dyeing who had already gotten off the carriage, and slowly got out of the carriage.

When the eyes of Qianxi were circulating, all the eyes around her had been taken into her eyes, no matter what others were thinking, the woman looked like she had nothing to do with herself, and she was too cold.

As the woman stepped out of the carriage, there were suddenly sighs in the crowd, probably because her appearance amazed everyone.

"Mother, isn't this woman a fool from the Prime Minister's Mansion? Why don't you wear that red and willow green shirt today, but dress up so plainly, you want to change the way to win everyone's attention? ”

A woman in a peach-colored smoky butterfly dress said in a strange manner.

The woman's voice fell, and some echoing voices inexplicably appeared in the crowd, one higher than the other.