"Your Majesty, is this your Madam, the famous Ninth Princess of Chu?"
The more Feng Liye wanted to hide his woman, the more Nan Xinyi would not let him succeed.
However, when he saw Chu Qingge's face clearly, he was still stunned for a moment.
This is not the Ninth Princess in my impression!
In fact, he had met the Ninth Princess Chu Qingge, but in the past, the Ninth Princess was always dressed in fancy clothes and heavy makeup.
In fact, he couldn't even remember the real appearance of the Ninth Princess. Every time he saw her, the word peacock would come to mind.
But the person in front of me didn't even have the most basic rouge and gouache on her face. She had a bare face, but she was indescribably good-looking.
Her fair cheeks were flawless, her thin pink lips were not reddish, and she did not apply makeup, but she was better than all the carefully dressed girls present.
Princess Yun, the so-called most beautiful woman in the imperial city, was indeed a little inferior in front of the Ninth Princess.
"Hello, I'm Chu Qingge." Qingge stretched out her hand out of habit.
Nan Xinyi was stunned.
Feng Liye was angry!
What is this intended to do?
A dead woman, in broad daylight, in front of him, wants to hold the hand of another man?
As if he was dead?
Feng Liye took Chu Qingge's hand and pulled it behind her.
No one dared to ignore that cold and hard aura.
Is the prince angry?
Chu Qingge almost rolled her eyes at him.
She just couldn't change the way she met in the 21st century.
Isn't it normal to shake hands when you first meet?
After struggling slightly, Feng Liye closed her fingers and held her tighter.
Looks like a very jealous little husband!
Chu Qingge was in a complicated mood. Before she could say anything, she heard Nan Rongrong say angrily: "I want to fight you decisively!"
decisive battle?
"?"
"?"
"..."
Nan Xinyi's face darkened, and she pulled Nan Rongrong: "Rongrong, don't mess around."
"I'm not messing around." Nan Rongrong shook off his hand and stood in front of Chu Qingge.
She looked serious: "Ninth Princess, I like brother Liye, and I want to fight you."
Girls from the Southern Jin Dynasty never hide what they want.
She just likes Fengliye, she likes it very much!
Feng Liye's eyes were filled with a bit of disgust, and he said displeasedly: "If you want to fight her, you are not qualified."
"Brother Liye, although I like you very much, what I am looking for now is the Ninth Princess!" Nan Rongrong was so stubborn.
Chu Qingge looked sideways at her, half smiling: "I don't know martial arts."
"Sister Qingge, haven't you learned martial arts before? You have also performed in front of everyone."
There is a good show to watch, how could Chu Weiyun miss it?
She came over quickly and smiled as gently as the wind: "Sister Qingge, aren't you scared?"
"Is this princess afraid? What does it have to do with you, a little princess?"
Chu Qingge glanced at her sideways and sneered: "Didn't you see that we were talking 'between princesses'? A little princess, get out of here."
"you!"
"Oh, yes, we are talking between princesses. Princess Yun, please don't disturb us."
Although Nan Rongrong hated Chu Qingge for stealing the man she liked, she even looked down on pretentious women like Chu Weiyun.
It’s so annoying!
"Seventh Princess, I will return to the Southern Jin Dynasty soon, and my status will be a hundred times more noble than yours!" Chu Weiyun was so angry that she was shaking all over.
But unexpectedly, Nan Rongrong looked disdainful: "We'll talk about it after you go back."
She didn't want to waste her time, so she stared straight at Chu Qingge with her big bright eyes.
