When Wu Qingya came to the front yard, it happened that the important people of the dancers were gathered in the hall.

The shabby dance elegance and the magnificence of the crowd are in stark contrast. Even the clothes of a lowest-ranking little girl are better than hers, I don't know how many times.

Everyone's eyes roamed over her in unison, not affected by the surrounding magnificence at all, without a trace of inferiority, and even more fearlessly stepped forward, and said to the man directly above: "My mother has passed away, and I also ask the head of the dancer family to arrange a resting place for her in the past." ”

Everyone was shocked, they had already heard that Wu Qingya was like a different person, not only crippled the index finger of the eldest young master, but also seriously injured the eldest lady and was still lying on the bed at this time, and a pig face was even more invisible.

If it weren't for the head of the family who understood the ins and outs and suppressed this matter, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to stand here at this moment!

Originally, I didn't believe it, but when I saw it today, where is this still the previous timid as a mouse who only knows how to avoid crying nose Wu Qingya?

"Ya'er?" the dancer's head dancer Xingming called tentatively, he didn't expect this child to grow so big, but was this really the unwieldy child he had tested?

"The head of the family is serious, Qingya can't afford to be called so affectionately. Please let my mother be buried in the earth first!" "What is this, is it so surprised to see yourself? Yes, although the change is indeed a little bigger, it is not enough to ignore the death of someone in the house! It is really an indifferent family, which makes her disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

As soon as she reminded her, Wu Xingming hurriedly ordered someone to deal with the aftermath of Nalan Yuechi, but he didn't see anyone here with any regret and sadness, as if he had died as if he had died as a stranger who had nothing to do with them.

Wu Qingya snorted coldly in her heart, turned around and planned to leave.

Wu Xingming retracted his eyes, and seemed to have a solution to the burning brow in front of him.

"Ya'er, uh, that, Qingya, don't leave yet, my uncle has something to discuss with you. ”

Wu Qingya stopped, uncle?he~

"Is there something wrong with the head of the house?" the indifferent voice made everyone take a breath.

Wu Xingming's embarrassed expression flashed, and he didn't seem to care about what she called him, he got up and came to her with a kind face, "Yesterday when I entered the palace, the emperor ordered me to arrange a dinner party, and I saw that the date of the palace banquet would be three days later." ”

After a pause, he continued: "The emperor has appointed a few mansions to participate in this dinner, and the dance mansion is naturally among them, but~"

The dancing star stopped talking and secretly looked at Wu Qingya's expression.

"What does this have to do with me?" the indifferent voice evoked an inhalation.

'Hiss'......

If she hadn't broken the eldest lady to a serious injury and was still lying in bed at the moment, she thought that such a good thing would be her turn?

There are three sons in the dancer, but there are only two young ladies, of course, if you count the dance.

Wu De angrily pointed at Wu Qingya with his uninjured finger and said, "If you hadn't beaten the eldest sister like that, do you think such a good thing would be your turn?"

Wu Qingya looked at him pointing at his fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly, Wu De trembled in fright, and his eyes looked around unnaturally and withdrew his fingers and hid them in his sleeves.