Chapter 79: I have never seen a duet dance (1)

The lively Qin State Palace, in Si Mo's cold eyes, seems to have become a land of corpses. Perceiving the killing intent on his master, Gu Ya also clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.
"Lord Mu, why are you not playing yet! The shelf is big enough!"
"Don't rush, the little Lord only learns five fights, and is trying to perform something."
"Lord Sir, why don't I give you an idea. First show how you stick to our King Rui like a dogskin plaster, and then show you how you take five hundred elites to the battlefield, and the five hundred elites will die for you. How about? "
He Cheng's voice seemed to be poisoned, and he said this word desperately. I didn't care at all, it wasn't just Mu Qingge who offended in these words.
It seems that he just wants to irritate Mu Qingge, just like the last time, let her play and make her feel ashamed. It is best to anger His Majesty the Holy King and be slapped into flesh by his slap to relieve his hatred. .
As soon as his voice fell, Qin Jinhao was the first to change his face.
He regarded Mu Qingge's admiration for him as a shame, and he did not want to show it to others. Now, He Cheng's nagman said in front of His Majesty the Holy King, what if he misunderstood him?
However, what he hates most in his heart right now is not He Cheng, but Mu Qingge, who has not moved. Her silence seemed to further confirm He Cheng's words.
But the He family reacted at this moment and wanted to take He Cheng away, but it was too late. They wanted to bring He Cheng to a chance, but they didn't want to be messed up by this evil man. They are not afraid to offend Mu Fu, but they offend King Rui and Concubine Jiang, then what family of them...
The Patriarch of the He family secretly looked at Concubine Jiang, and he saw her frown unpleasantly.
I want to say something, but I don't know how to say it.
If he said something at this time, wouldn't it make this matter even more inseparable?
"These little bastards!" Mu Xiong couldn't bear it, making a fist and getting up.
"Grandpa." But Mu Qingge grabbed his wrist and stopped his impulse. When Mu Xiong looked over, she pulled her lips and smiled, "Why go straight down?"
From the beginning to the end, the ridicule of her was manifested in the younger generation.
If Mu Xiong speaks out to defend, wouldn't it be that he was given a handle to attract those old foxes to take the opportunity to suppress?
She Mu Qingge has never had the habit of standing behind.
These people dare to provoke her. She let them feel what it means to slap themselves. Isn't it just acting talent?
Little bitches, open your dog's eyes and see clearly!
Mu Qingge slowly got up and pressed Mu Xiong's shoulders to let him sit down.
Wearing a red dress, standing against the wind, his beautiful and exquisite face did not have a trace of irritation, but with a calm and calm smile. It seemed that the person who was ridiculed was not like her.
Her unrestrained and unrestrained, light clouds and breeze caused the ridicule around her to gradually cease.
It seemed that they continued, as if a group of ignorant children clamored in front of adults.
For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on the stunning red body.
The Queen Mother looked at Mu Qingge who stood up gracefully, and smiled a little more deeply: "The children of the Mu family are still good, and the words of these children are not serious or serious. Emperor, you have to warn us, let us He and Mu are in-laws."
Qin Cang's eyes flashed without any excuse, but he lowered his eyes and responded: "Yes."
"Qingge, you..." Mu Lianrong grabbed the corner of Mu Qingge's clothes with some worry.
Mu Qingge gently pulled out the corner of his clothes, and gave her a comforting smile. After that, he stepped out, not fancy going up, but step by step, up the steps.