The ends of his eyes were raised slightly, and as he looked forward, his dark eyes were filled with light.
The shoes on the red carpet had cloud satin uppers and gold threads as the edges.
"Ah, An Junhou... An Junhou..."
"It's really An Junhou... Oh my God, how can there be such a good-looking man in the world..."[
"Ah...what a handsome man..."
"How could there be such a handsome man? Oh my god, I'm going crazy!"
There were another burst of screams and exclamations...
Everyone pushes me and I push you, everyone wants to see the glory of An Junhou.
While pushing each other, you stepped on my foot and I touched you.
For a time, various human voices mixed with the barking of dogs and sheep, making the situation almost collapse again.
Duan Hengyu looked at the rioting crowd, gently raised the corners of his lips, and revealed a charming and charming smile.
This smile immediately gave rise to all kinds of charm.
"Ah... did you see... he is smiling... he is smiling..."
"Ah ah ah, it's really fascinating. Isn't Princess Yuliu crazy? She doesn't want such a good-looking man."
"If I could be his concubine, I would be willing..."
"No... no... let alone a concubine... I'm happy to be his maid..."
Everyone knows that Marquis An Jun has four personal maids.
These four maids are all of stunning appearance and capable of both literary and martial arts.
The four of them were deeply favored by Duan Hengyu. They were maids in name, but in fact they could be regarded as half masters of Prince Anjun's palace.
Looking at the rioting crowd and the scene that was almost out of control, the man in black next to the sedan said worriedly, "Master Marquis, why don't you ask your subordinates to call the princess out."
"No need."
Duan Hengyu's lips curved.
There seemed to be the softest sunshine in spring between her eyebrows, and her face looked playful, "Since she wants to play, then I will accompany her..." [
"But Lord Marquis, if this matter becomes a big deal..."