The bustling Qin Palace seemed to have turned into a land of corpses under Si Mo's cold eyes. Sensing the killing intent in his master, Gu Ya also tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand.
"Little Lord Mu, why don't you come on stage? You're so arrogant!"
"Don't rush me. The young master has just learned Wudou and is trying to perform something."
"Little Sir, why don't I give you an idea? First show how you stick to our King Rui like a dog-skin plaster, and then show how you go to the battlefield with five hundred elites, and the five hundred elites die for you alone. How about it?" "
He Cheng's voice seemed to be quenched with poison, and he said these words desperately. He didn't care at all, Mu Qingge wasn't the only one offended by these words.
It seems that he just wants to anger Mu Qingge, just like the last time, let her play and make her look embarrassed. It is best to anger His Majesty the Holy King and be beaten to a pulp by him in order to relieve the hatred in his heart. .
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jinhao was the first to change his face.
In his heart, he regarded Mu Qingge's admiration for him as a shame and did not want to show it to others. Now, He Cheng said in front of His Majesty the Holy King, what if there is some misunderstanding about him
However, what he hated most in his heart at the moment was not He Cheng, but Mu Qingge, who had been silent. Her silence seemed to further confirm He Cheng's words.
As for the He family, they realized at this moment that they wanted to take He Cheng away, but it was already too late. They originally wanted to take He Chenglai to gain a chance, but they didn't want to be screwed up by this scoundrel. They are not afraid of offending the Mu family, but if they offend Prince Rui and Concubine Jiang, then their He family...
The head of the He family secretly looked at Concubine Jiang and saw her frowning in displeasure.
I want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.
If he said something at this time, wouldn't it make it even more difficult to tell the truth from the lie
"These little bastards!" Mu Xiong couldn't bear it anymore and stood up with fists clenched.
"Grandpa." But Mu Qingge grabbed his wrist and stopped his impulse. When Mu Xiong looked over, she smiled and said, "Why do you have to lower your status?"
From beginning to end, the ridicule towards her was evident from the younger generation.
If Mu Xiong spoke out to defend him, wouldn't that mean he was giving someone a handle and inviting those old foxes to take advantage of the opportunity to suppress him
She, Mu Qingge, has never had the habit of standing behind others.
These people dare to provoke her. She asked them to feel what it meant to slap one's mouth. Isn't it just acting talent
Little bitches, open your eyes and see clearly!
Mu Qingge stood up slowly, pressed Mu Xiong's shoulder, and asked him to sit down.
Dressed in red, standing against the wind, her beautiful and delicate face showed no trace of anger, but a calm and calm smile. It seemed that the person being ridiculed was not her.
Her free and unrestrained manner, the calmness of the clouds and the gentle breeze, caused the sarcasm around her to gradually subside.
It seemed that if they continued, they would be like a group of ignorant children shouting in front of adults.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on that stunning red body.
The Queen Mother looked at Mu Qingge who stood up gracefully, and smiled a little more meaningfully: "The children of the Mu family are quite good, and the words from these children are neither serious nor serious. Emperor, you have to give us some advice. The Hemu family are in-laws."
Qin Cang's eyes flashed, without any excuse, he just lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."
"Qingge, you..." Mu Lianrong grabbed Mu Qingge's clothes with some worry.
Mu Qingge gently pulled out the corner of his clothes and gave her a comforting smile. After that, he strode out, not going on stage in a fancy way, but walking up the steps step by step.
(End of chapter)