Dressing up as a man: Queen of Little Crazy

Chapter 28

The two protons who were suddenly pointed at by the muzzle raised their heads at the same time, meeting the smiling contemptuous eyes of the third prince Wei Qingyue.

His Highness Zhaoge, the proton of Dongzhao Kingdom, who was only nine years old, subconsciously clenched his slender fists.The graceful swan-like neck hangs low again.

But with just this glimpse, that handsome face has already caught everyone's eyes.

Once again, I feel the magic of the heavens, to be able to construct such a fairy and elegant beauty like His Royal Highness Zhaoge.His Highness Zhaoge was only dressed in plain silk clothes, his hair was neither tied nor tied up in a bun, and his long hair was laid leisurely and elegantly around his waist.The two strands of hair on the front of the forehead brushed over the cheeks, they were as beautiful as the breeze and the moon, and their appearance was slightly better than that of a woman.

As for His Highness Shuli standing beside him, under the reflection of such a beautiful figure, he is not at all inferior.

Xia Houru, who was as thick as a bear, stared at Zhaoge and Shuli, barely drooling, and smoothed things over with a busy smile, "The third prince's words are a bit difficult for others. His Highness Zhaoge's hand is for holding a piano, not a knife. Makers of swords."

"That's true." The third prince Qingyue snorted and smiled, "His Royal Highness Zhaoge's piano skills are even praised by his father, if this hurts those slender and weak hands, I don't know how many people will feel distressed Woolen cloth."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xia Houru kept nodding and laughing.

"Leave His Highness Zhaoge aside, His Highness Shuli should participate in our activities." The third prince Qingyue immediately pointed the finger at the innocent Shuli, and said with a faint smile, "His Highness Shuli, you won't be like His Highness Zhaoge's. Bar."

Xia Houru scratched his head and touched his ears and looked at Shuli who was hanging his head down, as if he wanted to excuse him, but couldn't find a good reason.

"Third brother, what do you want to play?" The nine-year-old second prince, Wei Qingmou, is the shortest of all the boys, but his size is comparable to that of Xia Houru.

"Second brother, be safe and don't be impatient." The third prince Wei Qingyue suddenly stretched out his hands and patted him three times.

Two rows of soldiers carrying dozens of large wooden boxes followed the sound and placed the large wooden boxes neatly on the field in order.

"Third Brother, what are these boxes for?" Wei Qingxuan frowned, unable to guess what Wei Qingyue was thinking.

"Haha, I understand!" Xia Houru clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "The third prince must want us to shoot the box!"

"What's so good about the box?" Wei Qingyue smiled and shook her finger, signaling the soldiers to step forward to peel the box, and pulled dozens of ragged teenagers out of the box.

Wei Qingxuan's complexion changed suddenly.

"I believe everyone, the identities and origins of these people should be very clear." Wei Qingyue said with a smile, pointing at the teenagers whose hands were twisted behind their backs by the soldiers, "These are the remnants of the Cang clan in Hezhou. I believe everyone should It is very clear that the leader of the Cang tribe plotted a rebellion not long ago and sent assassins to Beijing to assassinate the King of Wei. The king ordered the extermination of all Cang tribe members early in the morning. Clan remnants!"

(End of this chapter)