Jiang Nai glanced at the three of them expressionlessly, his eyes clearly showing the look of disgust that looked at crooked melons and cracked jujubes.
"Little girl, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" The last handsome young man in white clothes waved away his snow-white fan with a "swish" sound. His appearance was much better than the first three.
It's just those foxy eyes with a crooked smile that make people really dislike them.
The one who held the most beautiful fan was His Highness Prince Zhao, and there was a hint of disgust in the little girl's eyes.
My mind was spinning a thousand times, and I inadvertently turned my head to look at the high palace wall, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh:
Could it be that it is fate rather than luck, disaster and calamity, and we still cannot avoid it after all?
After the pretty girl finished her performance, it was customary to receive the reward and then be sent out of the palace.
At this time, he should be...already on his way out of the palace.
But at this critical moment, she was blocked by these four crooked melons and dates.
Jiang Nai was filled with anger, but her eyes were filled with tenderness, she smiled slowly, and uttered a few words on her lips: "Do you want to die?"
Shen Yun stood there, and from his angle, he could just see the little girl's smiling face.
He has always known that the little guy's smile is quite beautiful, as if there is no city in sight, and his eyes are full of endless starlight.
But Chen Yun, who knew her temperament well, could detect a coldness in her eyes.
The fourth girl is... angry.
The beautiful young man in white clothes was stunned, holding a fan and winking at her, "Who?"
Jiang Nai smiled and stretched out her little hand. Under everyone's attention, a bright red whip suddenly appeared in her hand.
"You! You four." Jiang Nai suddenly smiled and said, "How about? Come together? I am not afraid of your numbers. Men bully women, adults bully children. You are shameless things."
Emperor Haoyue was deep in thought, and suddenly raised his head and silently glanced at Jiang Fugui, who was sitting there silently and pretending to be stone-faced.
Mr. Jiang acted like an old god from the beginning to the end. He even took a bite of the food leisurely and ate with gusto.
The seven or eight adults at the same table all secretly glanced at him several times with strange looks.
Master Jiang picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the wine with a calm expression.
When Hu Weitao, the Qing of Dali Temple who was standing next to him, saw this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
The beautiful young man in white clothes suddenly showed a troubled expression, "Little girl, you have said so, how can we dare to do it together?"
"Okay, how about you follow me to see His Highness Prince Mingxuan and apologize to Miss Zhan so that this matter can be cleared up?"
Hearing this, Zhan Yuanyuan couldn't help but shouted, "Who wants her to apologize? Even if she knelt down and kowtowed a hundred times to me, it wouldn't be enough to offset her sin."
"She just hit me in the face with her right hand, I'm going to chop her arm off!"
Jiang Nai burst out laughing, and the whip in his hand suddenly drew sparks on the ground, "Great monk, you have to be careful."
"My whip doesn't have a long eye. This whip may hit your bald head!"
Everyone:......
As soon as Jiang Nai finished speaking, he quickly passed in front of the young man in white and whipped the monk's big head as expected.
Mrs. Qiu stretched out her hand to cover her mouth. Jiang Nianyan, who was sitting next to her, could not help but widen her eyes at this moment.
Ordinary people can only see a blur in front of their eyes, but the four girls suddenly appeared behind the great monk.