"Hey, you say, why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince make a move on the little marquis?" A middle-aged man sipped on a handful of melon seeds he grabbed at a roadside stall and said to the people around him.

"That is, after all, with the power of Cheng Lao Houye, even if he is the one sitting in the palace, he has to give him a few points! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must also be innocent of this, and he also has respect for the Battle Dragon Mansion on weekdays. Why can't you think about it like this? ”

The man who was asked said, eating the dried fruit caught from the stall.

"I think so, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince first went to the Zhenguo Mansion with He Qingyu, the eldest lady of the Shangshu Mansion, to make a fuss. Now for some reason, I suddenly made a move on Cheng Xiaohouye......"

"And this shot is the most precious face of Cheng Xiaohou on weekdays!"

"Well, indeed. If this is known to the old general and the old man Cheng, there will definitely be a storm in the court! ”

When He Qingyu in the carriage heard this, she cursed secretly.

The next moment, the eyes that were still full of fierceness just now instantly overflowed with tears, and Chu Chu looked up at Zhai Yuxuan beside him pitifully.

"Brother Xuan, Yu'er...... Isn't it...... Did you get in trouble? ”

As soon as the words fell, before Zhai Yuxuan could speak, she sobbed and said, "Okay, it's me who caused the trouble, or I'll bear it alone!" Yu'er only asks Brother Xuan to protect my people and not let them be implicated! ”

The expression on Zhai Yuxuan's face was not very good-looking, but when he saw the beauty so sensible, his heart still softened, and the words that he wanted to blame were stuck in his mouth.

Zhai Yuxuan stretched out his hand and gently took He Qingyu in his arms, and said softly: "Fool, how can this palace make you suffer?" The father is also a black and white person, and if the palace participates in them a few times, you will not be wronged! ”

He Qingyu buried her face in Zhai Yuxuan's arms with a look of joy and a little guilt, and a trace of fierceness crossed her eyes.

Draw Yu Qiong, you ...... this time But it's really dead!

It's really disgusting to let you pester Miss Ben all day long!

He Qingyu only cared about how to paint Yuqiong to death, but forgot that the other end of the spirit whip in his hand was still in the hand of painting Yuqiong.

With the power of Lianyu, Hua Yuqiong pulled the end of the bundle of spirit whips and pulled it violently, and He Qingyu was unexpectedly pulled out of the carriage by Hua Yuqiong and fell heavily to the ground.

Her pink skirt had made a few cuts on the road with small stones, and the silver hairpin hairpins were scattered all over the ground, and the nails thinly painted with red Kodan were opened, but her hands were still clutching the whip and not letting go.

Everyone on the side only saw a pink figure, which was dragged out of the carriage of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince by the little prince. When everyone looked at it, they found that it was Miss He Qingyu He, the first talented woman and beauty in the capital.

He Qingyu's appearance at this time is so embarrassed!

And Cheng Yuqi, who was limping beside Hua Yuqiong, looked incredulous when he saw the figure that fell to the ground.

"I said Miss He, I have no grudge against you, why did you beat me with a whip?!" The face!

Soldiers can be killed, but they cannot be broken, and they cannot be humiliated!

"I ...... I didn't have ......"

He Qingyu lay on the ground in embarrassment, trying to get up, but was pressed to the ground by a tangible force.

Hua Yuqiong's eyes smiled, and she glanced at Gu Ji who was pressing on He Qingyu's back.

Cheng Yuqi's eyes seemed to be about to spew out fire slurry, and he shouted loudly: "Do you know how serious the consequences of deceiving this little marquis are?" ”