Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1513 Desolate shot, one is worth two

Murong Jingxue withdrew her hand, there was no need for him to make a move, let alone Xuanyuan Zhan.

The nympho-like women gathered around to watch the bustle, and when they saw the deserted moment, they all opened their mouths and yelled to show the excitement in their hearts at the moment. The officer and soldier didn't see him make a move just now, but they could see it clearly. Watching him float down from the sky, and then he just made two gorgeous turns among them, and then all the officers and soldiers fell to the ground with a splash, it was so handsome.
Today they are really lucky, not only seeing a young man like Yushu Linfeng in white clothes fluttering, but also seeing such a man with strong martial arts and a monstrous face, it is really enjoyable.

For a moment, the woman's screams continued.

The screams will make Sima Qianru, who has been immersed in her own grief, come back to her senses, look at the officers and soldiers who fell to the ground, then at the deserted standing in front of them, and then at the waving fan, she didn't think so. The contented Xuanyuan Zhan, the indifferent Murong Jingxue and the complacent An Yiru, what happened just now.

The girl saw a few officers and soldiers fell to the ground, her jaw almost fell to the ground, she really didn't expect these officers and soldiers to be so useless, she should have brought out the officers and soldiers from the General's Mansion if she knew it earlier, it seems that these officers and soldiers are unreliable, What should I do now, stand on tiptoe and look at the crowd who have already been watching. Now I only hope that there will be officers and soldiers patrolling nearby, and then I hear the sound coming.

Sure enough, as the girl next to Sima Qianru expected, those officers and soldiers left in despair when they saw that they couldn't fight desertedly. There is no need to talk about it, so it is more important to save your own life.

"Hey, you guys." Sima Qianru's girl stretched out her hand to stop those officers and soldiers. Although she knew that these officers and soldiers were unreliable, she didn't expect them to run away in one round. What a coward.

"Miss, what should I do now?" The girl ran to Sima Qianru's side, she really had no choice but to ask Miss what she meant.

Sima Qianru kept staring at Xuanyuan Zhan. After Xuanyuan Zhan glanced at her coldly, he took Murong Jingxue and strode away, followed by An Yiru who was smiling at Sima Qianru.

Sima Qianru took a few steps forward, but was stopped by Leng Qing's hand. Her eyes were fixed on Xuanyuan Zhan's hand holding Murong Jingxue, and her heart felt as if she had knocked over a five-flavored bottle. .

Seeing her standing still, Leng Qing turned around and followed Xuanyuan Zhan and the others.

The girl walked up to Sima Qianru's side and saw a string of tears running down Sima Qianru's face. She had been by Sima Qianru's side to serve her for many years, and she had never seen her shed a single tear. I wanted to see the young lady shed tears, but now seeing the big tears she shed, the girl felt that her eye sockets were also moist, and called out in a crying voice: "Miss."

Hearing the women onlookers whispering softly, someone in the crowd remembered it belatedly and slapped their heads: "I remembered, the man in white clothes just now is the one I was looking for posted by the General's Mansion some time ago." That man is the man who posted portraits everywhere on the street, and the man who the officers and soldiers of the General's Mansion went door to door looking for every day."

Someone immediately echoed: "Oh, I remembered, there is such a thing."

(End of this chapter)