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VIP19, the most beautiful man

Thanks to her, she was still in the mood to dress up after her child was gone. Mu Yunsang had to wait for a cup of tea before finally letting her out.

Wu Dieyu, who was following behind her, never dared to raise her head to look at Mu Yunsang, her face looking unnaturally pale.

She was really brave as an ant. She didn't even do anything, but she frightened Wu Die'er like that.

Why doesn't she learn from her sister? Even though her heart is bleeding, she still has to pretend her smile and dignity are impeccable.

"The Crown Princess is blessed."

He turned slightly towards Mu Yunsang.

Mu Yunsang woke her up, took the vase with unbloomed plum blossoms from Hai Yu, and gave it to Wu Dieyu.

"I asked Hai You to cut this this morning. I sent it to you specially. Are you feeling better?"

Wu Dieyu thought Mu Yunsang was being vain and submissive, and she couldn't stand it, so she responded indifferently.

"Very good, don't bother me."

"Don't worry, I don't have the time to worry about you."

She thought Mu Yunsang was being conceited, but now it seems that she is very naive and does not speak politely at all.

Wu Dieyu also hoped that she would be like this, and that she would deal with everything with a clear sword and a clear gun.

What she hated the most was Mu Yunsang's hypocritical face. This charming girl was so ugly that even a man wouldn't even look at her. She didn't know what method was used to lure the prince into moving into her palace.

The Queen must have used her power again, this bitch, this insatiable bitch.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She was afraid that if Mu Yunsang didn't leave, she would be unable to restrain her emotions and chase people away, so she extended her hand to Wu Die'er, who hurried over to help her.

"Empress!" She looked at Mu Yunsang with a very cold expression on her face, "I'm not feeling well. Since I don't have time to worry about you, please come back. My temple is too small to accommodate a great Bodhisattva like you!"

"You..." Hai You originally thought she was here to vent her anger, but now it seems that her master did nothing, but instead humiliated Wu Dieyu, big or small.

This girl, why can't she keep her composure? It's almost losing her worth.

She stretched out her hand to stop Hai Yu, then stood up and smiled: "It seems that Wu Liangdi doesn't welcome me very much, so I will leave first. You have to take good care of this plum blossom. It will bloom in a few days."

Yes, the plum blossoms are cold, and your Haihua Palace is cold and deserted, but they complement each other brilliantly, hahahaha!"

Under Wu Dieyu's hateful gaze, she laughed unbridled.

She is not here to talk nonsense with Wu Dieyu, she is only here to give Wu Dieyu some good things.

He stood up and left, leaving Haihua Palace. Haiyin followed him complaining.

"Master, didn't you say you came here for revenge?"

"The time has not yet come."

"When the time comes, we have to make Wu Liangdi kneel down and admit her mistake. Anyway, even the Queen Mother doesn't dare to help her openly now."

"If she kneels down on me, will I gain weight?"

"not long."

"That's it. Why did I ask her to kneel down? Go back. When the time comes, you will naturally be happy and happy. By the way, what is Beichen Mofeng doing these days? It's quite quiet."

For the sake of her children and in order to maintain her health, Mu Yunsang has decided to live in peace with him. Anyway, living in two houses, there is no conflict between the well and the river.

If she tormented him, she would be severely damaged. As long as he didn't cause trouble, she wouldn't have the time to deal with him.

Hearing this, Haiyin hurriedly said: "Master, how can you call His Highness by his first name?"

"It's so annoying, just tell me what he is doing."

"The envoys from the Nangong Kingdom have been here for five days. Your Highness is busy entertaining the envoys from the Nangong Kingdom. I heard that the third prince of the Nangong Kingdom, Lord Yangyuan, is also here."

From Haiyun's eyes, Mu Yunsang could see the look of a nymphomaniac. This look was the same as when Han Qing looked at the male star of Bangzi Country.

"Does it look good?"

I asked casually.

But it completely opened up Haiyuan's chat box.

"It is said that he is the most handsome man in the world. He is very feminine, and his peach blossom eyes are very charming. Whenever you look at him, your whole soul can be lured away by him. Rumor has it that if he pretends to be a woman, he will be from Nangong Kingdom.

The most beautiful woman would be ashamed of herself. Moreover, he plays the piano very well and has the reputation of being the best violinist in Nangong. Anyone who has heard his music will be intoxicated. His noble status, charming appearance, wonderful piano skills, slave and maid

I heard that the ladies from Nangong’s official family are all fighting over each other to marry her! Such a perfect man, I would never dream of seeing him in my life.”

"Uh, wipe your saliva, tsk." Mu Yunsang didn't take it seriously. She saw a lot of handsome men, and she even nibbled on a few.

The feminine type, the transvestite, what a man can do that is difficult to learn to play the piano to, is really not to her liking and is not her cup of tea.

She likes muscular men, like Beichen Mofeng's figure.

Bronze skin, inverted triangle figure, perfect eight-pack abs, and smooth touch.

Of course, the premise is that it doesn't match Beichen Mofeng's personality and face.

Thinking of that face and temper, she was no longer in the mood to make assumptions.

According to Hai Marriage, he has been busy greeting envoys these days, so no wonder he hasn't seen him in person in the past few days.

It's no wonder that Wu Die'er came to invite him several times with tears in her eyes but never went to Haihua Hall.

Turns out he was busy.

"When you have time, ask Eunuch Mo when he will move out."

Haiyin had a reluctant look on her face, and her master was always like this. When His Highness came, he would look at her with thorns all over his body, wishing to stab His Highness away. It was clear that the empress next to her could not ask for the favor, and her mistress, who was so unlucky, had never

Don't take it seriously.

Haiyuan was secretly helpless and did not want to respond to this statement, so she changed the subject cleverly.

"The painting that the master gave to me that day, I plan to frame it and hang it in the house."

"You have to frame the painting like that, so you don't waste the bearings and effort. Otherwise, the weather is nice today. Before the chrysanthemums wither, you sit in the yard and I will paint a painting for you."

"How can that be done?"

Having said that, Hai Marriage may be feeling happy.

The girl was so worried about this little thought that Mu Yunsang chuckled and said nothing.


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