Marry a queen

Su'er really wasn't in the mood to play with them, "Girl, go back. I won't pursue it..."

"Hmph, Miss Ben said that your things are unclean and unclean. Do you know who my father is? My father is the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites! If I say you get out of the capital, get out of the capital quickly!" tears.

Su'er wanted to calm things down, but it seems she can't.However, even if she didn't want to make trouble, the arrogant servant girl dared to stand behind her and push Su'er vigorously without warning!The intention is nothing more than to push her down and make her look ugly!Congratulations to them as they are about to...

Su'er doesn't know martial arts, and she's just an ordinary girl.A sudden push is bound to make you unstable.

At this moment, she regretted it a bit!But at a critical moment, a figure flashed instinctively in his mind, did he come out too late?It seems to be late...not quite right.All along, he rarely appeared during the day, except yesterday. [

Hey, it's fine if you don't come out...

In just an instant, she felt that her ugliness was out of control!

Closing his eyes as if waiting for death, he let his body lose his balance and fell forward...

Suddenly, she never expected that at the next moment, she would fall into a strong arm and lean into a warm embrace... The faint fragrance of the man's body floated into her nostrils, making her very comfortable to smell.

At this moment, she seemed to hear a gasp in the surroundings, and the originally noisy lobby was suddenly quiet.

what happened?

She was just about to stand up and say "thank you".

But at this moment, I heard a familiar voice: "What are you doing?"

Huh?Murong Jing's voice?at the door?

Su'er slowly opened her eyes, not looking at the door, but at the person next to her who was supporting her.

Suddenly, at this moment, surprise flashed across the phoenix eyes...

Standing beside her was a peerless youth who was as beautiful as a banished fairy.

Dressed lightly in a light and elegant blue dress, without a trace of decoration or frills, like a clear blue sky, ethereal and far away, but vaguely and picturesquely outlines his slender figure, like a deep valley orchid.

At this time, a pair of black eyes are as soft as moonlight and stars, ethereal and pure!

There is no trace of impurity, nor a trace of vulgarity.