Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 163 [It's a bit human]

Qingluan National Academy has a history of nearly a hundred years on the Fairy Continent. At the beginning of its establishment, the royal families of various countries on the mainland made an agreement. Every year when the school starts, all countries will send people to congratulate. A powerful country cannot be offended, and secondly, Qingluan College is also the largest college among the three empires.

At present, nearly half of the civil servants in various countries came from Qingluan Academy, which also consolidated the status of Qingluan Kingdom. Students who have returned from their studies can choose to return to China or stay in Qingluan, and the college must not interfere.

This is somewhat humane.

In the past few days, the capital city has been very lively, especially the streets in the central area of ​​the capital city, where red lanterns have been hung up. Those who didn't know thought it was the New Year's Eve.

"There are still five days before the royal families from all over the world are coming, and it's getting cooler in autumn, princess, do you want to make some new clothes?" Fu Que poured a cup of tea for the girl.

Sitting on the imperial concubine chair with her forehead propped, Chen Lingling glanced at Fu Que with a half-smile, "Who told you that you have five more days?"

"Isn't it?" Fu Que was puzzled, "Could it be that the maidservant made a mistake?"

The girl looked vaguely, looking at the scorching sun outside the window, "Maybe, they've already arrived."
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In the capital inn.

"Master, do you want to go out and have a look?" The neatly dressed male servant looked at the man standing by the window.

"Okay." The man turned and walked out.

The man's white face is inlaid with a pair of warm and calm eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, and the smile is gentle, giving people the feeling of a piece of Clivia leaves, warm as jade, the sun is warm, easy-going and calm, the voice is the same as his facial features, Like the gurgling water, it sounds clear.

"Master, do you want to call the First Prince?" Ping Yang asked.

Yuan Zixiao smiled lightly, "No need, he can't be idle."

On the road in the capital, the common people shuttled in and out, the children gathered around the interesting shops, laughing and laughing, the excitement of celebrating the opening of the college was ignited early, the shouts of the vendors, the little boys at the door of the shop greeted the guests, it was like a flourishing world Taiping, a scene of peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

"Miss, where do you want to go?" Fu Qu followed behind Chen Lingling, following her footsteps.

Chu Lingling didn't deliberately conceal her identity, but she didn't want to show off. At this time, countless people from various countries were hiding in the capital. They were dressed in a white Suzhou embroidered dress, their delicate skin glowed with golden light, their bright eyes were kind, and their hair was half combed and half combed. There is a golden step in the hair, and the waist-length hair is draped behind her back, fluttering in the wind, and the delicate flowers are tied between the eyebrows, and her cold eyes are not squinting.

"Just turn around."

During the conversation, the master and the servant stood in front of the brothel in the capital. The woman at the door of the store was dressed in extremely rippling clothes, and she was flabbergasted and clinging to the man beside him, waving a soft handkerchief to entertain the guests who came in.

Fu Que blushed immediately when she saw their posture, and tugged at the girl's cuff, "Miss, this group of people is too dirty, and this place is not a place for us to stay for a long time, let's go."

"Oh? Look down on them?" Chen Lingling asked with a smile.

"The women who do this are not good people." Fu Que curled her lips.

"Who taught you." She looked back, with deep meaning in her eyes, "Who told you that they are not good people?"

Fu Que frowned, and said with contempt: "It's extremely dirty to live on such things without earning your own living."

(End of this chapter)