Before the two girls of Poppy Sahua and Hindustan arrived, Qianjun sat alone in the corner drinking tea alone.
Weng Yaxin was still surrounded by those old men with prominent identities and chatting. From time to time, Weng Yaxin's sweet smile came, showing that she was having a happy chat.
Sure enough, she is worthy of being a daughter from a family. Even if she was a feast hosted by the royal family, she could still become one of the protagonists that everyone was looking for. It can be seen that countless men are proud to be able to chat with this woman. This seems to have become the powerful Istanese.
They demonstrate their identity situation.
Of course, the busy Weng Yaxin has no time to take care of the noble Emperor.
Qianjun drank wine and began to look at the beauties around the audience. High-standard banquets like this usually interspersed with countless socialites.
They are extremely beautiful, they have a young appearance and a beautiful figure, and they are also happy to be able to participate in such a high-level feast. Undoubtedly, if they could find a powerful man with a prominent status here, even if they are seventy-seventy-eighty-sixty-sixty-sixty-eighty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty
Even the old men will also bring a leap to their lives.
Any man here has the opportunity to become their target.
But unfortunately, thousands of troops were exceptional.
Just now, Qianjun wanted to squeeze into Weng Yaxin's circle but was mercilessly bombarded by several bigwigs. During this period, a security officer checked his identity out of politeness. Fortunately, Weng Yaxin helped him to relieve him from politeness.
This saved Qianjun from the misfortune of being driven out... and so on, most socialites on the scene saw this series of things, so the poor Qianjun was mercilessly attacked by these socialites into the humble person
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Although this man looks great or unspeakable, he looks full of indescribable nobility. Perhaps he is just a thug, or a small businessman with a total amount of no more than one million, he is more likely to be just a lack of one.
A scammer of money.
At such a banquet, many people wanted to take advantage of the situation, trying to show their noble status with a stinky skin, and then concealed the situation and finally cheated a large order from a high-ranking official, and finally turned the savage to become a real noble.
The upper class will always belong to a small circle. People here know each other. If you are a noble family with a noble status and prominent background, you don’t need luxurious clothes or any power, even if you walk in in a ragged manner, you will
Countless people flocked to talk to you. There would be no security dog who would take the initiative to ask about your identity...
In fact, there are too many people who want to make a fortune at such banquets. Many socialites have seen little people who have not invited me to get in more than once, being bombarded by security personnel, or thieves who sneak in want to steal more than once.
The thing was then beaten to death by the security personnel and then thrown into prison for dinner.
No socialite would be so bored that he would approach a fool who was almost kicked out.
Qianjun was bored, so he tried his best to drink. When he picked up the fifth glass of wine, a few sarcastic smiles came from around him: Ao! Look, this guy is like a drunkard who has never drunk high-end red wine! Maybe
He sneaked in here to drink a few glasses of expensive red wine... Oh my God, he even shamelessly took the cake with his hands... Don't he know how rude he does this?!
When Qianjun picked up the sixth glass of red wine, the waiter threw disgusting eyes at him and never went in his direction again.
Amid the uproar, the protagonist finally arrived.
Her Majesty the noble Poppy Shahua, led by two people on the left and right, slowly walked towards the center of the banquet. Behind was a man with a strong figure and extraordinary weapon. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his steps were extremely steady.
Even if you take a light step, it will be like stepping on a person's heart, making people's heart tremble.
Marshal of the Town West!
The Istanese army ruler, with hundreds of thousands of armed forces in the entire Istan, he monopolizes more than half. He is the largest protector of the poppy dynasty. Without his clear support, the poppy dynasty might have been destroyed.
However, Marshal Zhenxi is by no means the most popular.
The people who are highly anticipated are undoubtedly the three most beautiful women at the forefront.
Istan's nominal supreme leader, Poppy Sahua!
Even though she is pregnant, she is still radiant and her clean face is full of glory. Even when she is in absolute adversity, she still maintains a high desire to fight.
The beauty of Poppy Sahua is unquestionable, with beauty and dignity coexisting, like a glorious moon.
However, the two women around her were not inferior to her.
One is the representative of the Hindustan god, the saint Helanara, who is enough to compete with the high priest in Hinduism. The other is the granddaughter of the current Prime Minister of Hindustan, Mahatma Yinglong.
They have a beauty that is no less than Poppy Sahua. As the supreme saint in Hinduism, Helana has an extremely delicate face that you can't even find any flaws in it. She has a cloud of
Her long hair seemed to flow backwards, and with her soft eyes as if she was like stars and moonlight, she was as holy as orchid. No one dared to be lazy in front of her, let alone have any evil thoughts.
She was so high and with a pure glory and a peerless appearance. As a fairy who worships the gods, she could only worship and not blaspheme.
She is as beautiful as a poppy sausage, not as noble and dignified as a poppy sausage, holy and pure, and not stained with smoke and dust.
On the other end of the poppy Sahua, naturally followed the Prime Minister's granddaughter, Mahatma Yinglong.
Mahatma Yinglong is different from the nobleness of Poppy Shahua and from the holiness of Helanara. She has the brightness and tranquility of a little woman, a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and a tender eyes blinking and a pleasing smell.
It also makes people feel caring.
The three women are equally beautiful, like stars and moons, attracting all the men present to their eyes.
Qianjun was as excited as these men holding power. He was excited to see Poppy Shahua's slightly raised belly. Seeing Poppy Shahua moving, he was like seeing his daughter walking and moving, his eyes shining.
He was going to take the opportunity to go to Poppy Shahua to see if he had the chance to touch her belly again. He really wanted to see his child, even if it was a layer of belly.
The main host appeared, and the banquet began for granted.
However, Qianjun did not find a chance to get close to Poppy Sahua.