The wind blew gently, lifting the curtain of the carriage, and instantly revealed a perfect oval face, with dark eyebrows, and skin as white as grease without applying powder.
Dressed in a soft pink gauze, with dark eyebrows and light lips, her skin is as white as snow, and her teeth are like shells. The white jade ornament around her waist makes her very exquisite.
At that moment, everyone was shocked when they saw the princess's face!
Call: There is a woman who is stunningly beautiful, as beautiful as a lotus flower!
But the princess frowned slightly, as if something was bothering her.
The gauze curtain slowly fell, and her beautiful face was no longer there.
A large group of people entered Laicheng in a mighty manner.
The people were excited and excited. The topics revolved around the Lifang Pavilion feast, who would win the first crown, and the beauty of Princess Yan.
In the distance, several horses came out.
In the front, Ming Yuezhu is wearing a black skirt, wearing a mask, and her eyes are seductive and cold.
She curved her lips into a charming smile: "Wu Qing, is everyone here?"
Wu Qing behind him lowered his head: "Murong Yue, Chu Yu, and Yan Xuanhua are all here."
Ming Yuezhu nodded: "Where are the others?"
Wu Qing said: "Three of the four sects have arrived, and only Tianji Sect is left, which will not arrive until tomorrow."
Ming Yuezhu raised his eyebrows: "Where is King Qin?"
Wu Qing lowered his head: "King Qin's whereabouts are elusive. Not sure whether he will go to Lifang Pavilion that day?"
Ming Yuezhu's charming voice became colder: "We must find a way to let him go, otherwise my palace master's efforts will be in vain."
Wu Qing held up his hands: "Yes, Palace Master!"
Suddenly remembering something, Ming Yuezhu's eyes were cold: "Have you found out that there is a strange woman around King Qin?"
Wu Qing shook his head: "King Qin didn't see any strange women appear... However, it is said that he has an honored guest in Yueying Residence. I don't know whether he is a man or a woman."
Ming Yuezhu looked coldly: "Then let's find out!"
Is it possible that she will be by King Qin's side?
This idea has been swirling in her mind, and if she wants to find out, she must find out.
Wu Qing nodded: "Yes!"
*
The night was deep and starry, a full moon hung in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone on the jade pavilion of Lifang Pavilion.
Rong Sanniang stood on the Yuting stage with a sad look on her face.
Yingyu walked over from behind and said, "Sister Rong, you are still not resting at this late hour."
Rong Sanniang sighed: "When I think about the Lifang Pavilion feast tomorrow, how can I sleep?"
She looked at Yingyu: "How is Ningyan?"
Yingyu shook her head: "Still the same, no sign of waking up."
After saying that, his eyes turned red.
She choked with sobs and looked at Rong Sanniang: "Sister Rong, is the feast really going to be held tomorrow? Do you really want to bring out Sister Hongyan's Guihuang?"
Yingyu's tone was full of resentment: "Then what exactly does Minglan want to do? If you don't force us to make the matter bigger, now everyone in the world is discussing the most beautiful candidate in the world. So many people have been invited, and the four major sects have invited
They are all here, even the King of Qin..."
Her eyes couldn't help but look a little panicked: "Isn't Minglan planning some terrible plan?"
Rong Sanniang's eyes were solemn, she sighed softly and remained silent.
Yingyu held her hand: "Sister Rong, you must know, right? I'm so scared. It feels like it was more than twenty years ago. Sister Hongyan...she was trapped and almost died!"
Suddenly there was a bit of enlightenment and a bit of fear in her eyes.
Rong Sanniang knew, she guessed it.
"Yes, this is a game, Minglan wants to deal with King Qin!"
To be more precise, the Red Sleeve Movement will use all its strength to kill King Qin Jun Ziqian in Lifang Pavilion.