Chapter 241 (1/2)

The crowd looked over.

A beautiful girl was squeezed out of the crowd, looking at the bright Phoenix eyes, full of energy, and the whole person was full of spirit.

And at first glance, it's not a homely person. I feel like I'm out to smash the field.

Yes, this man is a phantom!

After white dust seal saw that it was a magic face, his face sank, and his intuition was a little bad. This product is his enemy. Every time he meets her, there must be no good.

He didn't want to pay attention to her at all, but he still needed to maintain the image of being close to the people in public. Otherwise, he wouldn't let so many people around.

Then he said in a cold voice, ”what can I do for you?” The voice is cool and thin, and the face is unhappy.

Seeing that the little girl was so brave and dared to chat up with the ninth prince, they must also be a great figure. They all gave her a little place together, and let Huan Qingyan squeeze into the place where the white dust seal and dream moon are in the center.

Huan Qin Yan said with a smile, ”it's no big deal, but she looks familiar with Princess Wuyou. I think Princess Wuyou looks the same as her adopted daughter, huanmengyue, who once defected from the magic house. Huanmengyue killed her fiance because of her water-borne flowers and colluded with dignitaries. Not long ago, her Majesty ordered her to be beheaded in the execution ground of East Street. This princess...”

White dust sealed a low drink and interrupted, ”bold fantasy, you dare to be rude to Princess carefree! Come on, drag it down!”

The little cherry mouth under the princess carefree's veil was almost bitten, filled with resentment and anger.

Several white dust sealed guards came out of the crowd and tried to pull Huan Qingyan. Who knows, Huan Qingyan dodged away with a butterfly like step.

No one expected the direction she dodged. She directly dodged to Princess carefree.

Suddenly, her veil was forcibly pulled open.

The crowd saw a face as white and tender as jade, with a palm size face. It was elegant and elegant. It was as beautiful as orchids, and people were more delicate than flowers.

This is not a dream. Who is the moon?