Chapter 8: How about...you try?

Mu Zhiqing stood among the crowd, allowing everyone to look at her, calm and casual.
"Xiao Qingqing, what kind of banquet do you think today will be?" The little fairy looked around with interest.
The corners of Mu Zhiqing's lips twitched slightly, and her eyes fell on Su Wanrou who were gradually walking by, "Then it depends on what my ‘good sister’ is making."
"Sister Zhiqing, you are here." Su Wanrou smiled sweetly, and looked soft and quiet as if things did not happen yesterday.
"hypocritical."
The little fairy looked disgusted, this guy must think Xiao Qingqing had robbed her of the limelight, so he deliberately called out her name to make everyone change their minds.
Sure enough, the men who had been hesitating about how to talk to Mu Zhiqing were all dumbfounded when they heard this name. Unlike the previous surprises, they all turned into shock.
"I heard that right? Is this beauty Mu Zhiqing?"
"I haven't seen what Mu Zhiqing looks like before. It's fat and earthy. If it weren't for this, Liu Xingche wouldn't want her anymore. After three years of absence, she has changed so much?"
"My mother was worried that Mu Zhiqing asked me to sign a marriage contract with another lady as soon as possible. I knew it so, what kind of relationship should I make! It is a beautiful thing to be kidnapped by such a beauty."
Many men beat their feet and chests, annoyed.
If you die under the peony flower, you are also romantic.
Liu Xingche looked at the almost arrogant face, his heart trembling constantly, thinking that she would make a marriage contract later, it was as if an invisible palm was pinching the heart, and he couldn't breathe. Come.
"We are not that familiar." Mu Zhiqing looked indifferent, "I also hope that Miss Su will not try to climb relatives."
Su Wanrou looked stiff, and she didn't expect Mu Zhiqing to be so arrogant under the eyes of everyone. The most hateful thing was that these men were stunned by beauty and completely forgot her previous notoriety.
"Mu Zhiqing, you are really as arrogant as ever." A woman walked over and stood beside Su Wanrou, "Don't bully her because of her flexibility. I don't like you the most."
"Qiong Shi..." Su Wanrou's face was gentle and her eyelids drooped slightly, showing a trace of grievance.
The corner of Mu Zhiqing's lips twitched, her beautiful eyes sneered, "What about my arrogance? Back then, I could beat you to the ground, but now I can beat you to the knees and beg for mercy, or... you try test?"
The cold voice was full of unparalleled arrogance, and she raised her delicate chin, full of provocation.
Chen Qiongshi's expression changed slightly, and she almost forgot. Although Mu Zhiqing was unlearned and skillless, her strength was not weak.
"I don't have time to care about you on this occasion!" Chen Qiongshi snorted, pretending to be calm.
Mu Zhiqing's mouth raised an arc of a smile, a look lazy, clearly seen through everything but too lazy to care, turned to look to the other side, this made Chen Qiongshi feel even more dull, this is clearly contempt!
"The emperor is here."
A bright yellow figure walked slowly from the front, the current saint is middle-aged, still handsome and majestic, his eyes are not angry and prestigious, naturally overflowing the dignity of the superior.
However, at this moment, there was another figure beside him. The man wore a strong black outfit, clearly dark in color, but he stood there as if it exuded infinite brilliance, so dazzling that people couldn't ignore it.
The exquisite face is so perfect that it is suffocating, especially the cold and noble temperament, as if it were born, superior, and suffocating.