Su Ru was filled with hatred when she saw Yun Qian's expression, but she couldn't do anything to Yun Qian in public. Her eyes fell on the Snow Mountain Saint, who just smiled faintly at her. She saw
The Snow Mountain Saint smiled and then turned her head away.
The two people's small movements were extremely fast, but they only took the blink of an eye, but they did not escape Yun Qian's eyes.
There was a coldness in Yun Qian's eyes, but his face remained calm.
When Su Ru turned his head, the drums sounded again, and the flowers were passed into the hands of the girls again. Soon, the flower was about to be passed into Yun Qian's hands. At this moment, a very special sound sounded,
If you don't listen carefully, you may not be able to hear clearly, and the sound is so short that it seems like an illusion.
But Yun Qian heard this sound that was like an illusion.
Just when the flower reached Yun Qian's hand, the drum sound suddenly stopped. However, Yun Qian threw the flower into the hand of the Snow Mountain Saint. The Snow Mountain Saint did not expect Yun Qian to stop.
Qian's reaction was so quick that he subconsciously threw the flower back in Yun Qian's direction.
Unexpectedly, when she threw it, the flower suddenly spread in the air, and its petals scattered around the snow-capped mountain saint in Yunqian.
It turned out that the flower had already scattered after being tossed about by the girls. At this time, the Snow Mountain Saint threw it away and it completely fell apart.
Yun Qian's lips formed a very beautiful arc, revealing a faint smile.
There was a chill in the eyes of the Snow Mountain Saint, but the corners of her mouth were also curved.
The flowers scattered around the two of them. Even though the girls saw Yun Qian taking the flowers and the Snow Mountain Saint taking the flowers, it was hard to tell whose hand the flowers ended up in.
The Snow Mountain Saint looked at Yun Qian and said, "It seems that today I can appreciate the Princess's unique piano skills."
Yun Qian blinked his eyes and said: "The flower seems to be in the hands of the saint in the end. I heard earlier that the saint is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. People who are proficient in the art of Yi are very good at piano skills. I can do it today
What a feast for the ears.”
Princess Qionghua was standing next to Yun Qian. She had seen all these actions just now and secretly scolded the Snow Mountain Saint for being so shameless. She took a step forward and was about to speak when Yun Qian stepped on her without any politeness.
Kicked her.
Princess Qionghua's eyes were full of anger, but Yun Qian said slowly: "I'm a little thirsty, please pour me a glass of water."
Princess Qionghua had no choice but to respond. When she was pouring water, she came close to Yun Qian. Yun Qian said in a low voice: "Don't be nervous. I have my own way of dealing with it. You are just my maid now. She is the princess of a neighboring country. Really?"
If a quarrel breaks out, it will not end well."
Princess Qionghua knew all these truths, but she still found it difficult to swallow her breath. She gritted her teeth and said, "The most painful thing in the world is to see a bitch right in front of you but not be able to do anything!"
Yun Qian narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "When we peel off her beauty skin, you can do whatever you want. This is absolutely not allowed at this time."
Princess Qionghua gritted her teeth, glanced sideways at the Snow Mountain Saint, and then stood up.
The Snow Mountain Saint was a little surprised when she saw her eyes. She felt that the aura of the person in front of her seemed familiar. But when she looked closely at the face, it was so unfamiliar. At first she felt weird, but then she felt that the maid next to Yun Qian was natural.
Looking at Yun Qian, it was perfectly normal to glare at her.