Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 378 Pretending Well B

Seeing Ouyang Xue holding the jade tablet, Mrs. Gu hurriedly bowed.

He looked at Mo Xiaowan with some embarrassment: "The old man will guide the princess first, and the young lady will wait a moment. There will be another master to guide the young lady into the academy soon."

Mrs. Gu's words were a little humble.

Just call her Classmate Mo!
Miss long and miss short.

never mind!

She is such a kind person, do you want to take the skin off of the person who bullied her?
There was a temporary dispute at the gate of the academy, and Mo Xiaowan was in a dilemma, should he back down a step!

As a result, a gorgeous carriage pulled by eight horses suddenly stopped at the entrance of the college.

This carriage is really too high-profile, the curtains that cover the carriage are all inlaid with gold thread, and it is so golden that it dazzles people's eyes.

The most important thing is not this, but the eight horse-drawn cart.

Eight horse-drawn carts are only used when traveling by imperial driver!

Who is it?

There is such a scene against the sky when traveling!
More exaggeration is still to come, but in the blink of an eye, eight beautiful girls with icy skin and beautiful skin appeared out of nowhere. On such a cold day, they were wearing white gauze woven with light gauze, and their skirts fluttered in the cold wind. .

They all moved towards the carriage and blessed themselves.

"Welcome, sir!"

Everyone gasped, and there was a lot of excitement.

No matter if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is traveling, or the mighty Eighth Prince is here, nothing compares to this majestic and majestic man in front of him.

Everyone guessed, what kind of person is in the carriage?
Under the anticipation of all eyes, the beautiful girl in the lead finally raised a corner of the car curtain, revealing a pair of black-soled and white-faced boots with complicated stripes embroidered on them.

Such a color was originally inconspicuous among the crowd, but because of the owner of those boots, no matter who they were, they felt that the boots were extremely expensive.

Everyone held their breath and exhaled softly.

Will the mysterious figure step off the carriage?
Finally, the car curtain opened bit by bit, revealing half of the noble face.

Just look at that half of the face, the ink-like eyebrows, the breathtaking eyes, and the high nose bridge, there is already a kind of shocking power.

The car curtain was finally lifted, and it seemed that his good-looking facial features seemed to be blurred. Instead, he carried a natural nobleness, which made people want to surrender willingly.

There was silence at the gate of Nanshan Academy, and all eyes focused on the boy who was stepping on the girl's head and flying down.

Mrs. Gu was obviously also shocked, his lips trembled as he looked at the handsome young man who fell on the ground.

"Which mansion does the young master belong to?"

Only Mo Xiaowan, with his hands on his chest, looked at the scene in front of him, and burst out laughing.

Pretend well B!
The last time he was in the street market, he was a man like a clear spring and a bright moon, as if he had nothing to do with the world, and he was a hermit who wholeheartedly retired to the mountains and forests.

This time, the style of painting changed suddenly, and the beautiful girl he found from nowhere made him extremely dignified.

Mo Xiaowan's smile seemed very abrupt.

Because her laughter destroyed the natural dignity of the mysterious boy, a bunch of hateful eyes swept over him.

There was a hint of coldness in the smile on the corners of the mysterious boy's lips, his eyes were fixed on her, and he walked towards Mo Xiaowan step by step.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Especially Mo Qianlang, he was really worried about the stupid girl, why should he offend others if he has nothing to do?

However, what caught his eyeballs was that the incomparably noble and mysterious man, that existence like the bright moon in the sky, stood one step away from Mo Xiaowan and stretched out his palm.

Just as Mo Qianlang was about to rush over, his palm had already landed on Mo Xiaowan's head, gently rubbing her head.

That person's cold face was like a snow lotus blooming, and his tone was full of indulgence: "We meet again, what a coincidence!"

(End of this chapter)