C8 (1/2)

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer, Hong Liang and the old mama both bowed respectfully. ”Your Highness.”

Then he calmly thanked Qiao Liangjin: ”Thank you, Miss Qiao.”

”What are you thanking me for? We love each other. We are willing to help each other. Fire and dry wood crackled together. There is nothing to thank you for.” As he finished speaking, he blinked his three-colored eye shadow and directed the electricity to clear the area.

Su Qing also looked back at her with a smile. Her pair of cold eyes were filled with deep emotion as she stared at Qiao Liangjiao as if she was the only person in the world.

Qiao Liangjiao's heart skipped a beat as she looked into his eyes. She sighed in her heart that this man was indeed a monster. If he looked good, it would be convenient to tease her.

Hong Liang took out her cape and helped clear up the exposed spring light from her torn clothes. She frowned and took out two pieces of wood shavings from his hair, then looked at them thoughtfully.

Qiao Liangjiao hurriedly grabbed it and chuckled, ”The firewood is on fire …”

”Your Highness, follow me back to change my clothes. It's almost time for the morning assembly.” The mama walked over slowly. Her tone was respectful, but it was an indescribable sense of majesty.

She grasped Qiao Liangjin's arm, ”I'll go wherever Jin'er goes. Where Jin'er is, that's my home.”

The old wet nurse frowned in displeasure as she sized up Su Qing's body. The expression in her eyes became even deeper.

She looked at the crowd that was getting louder and louder as they discussed. She immediately changed the topic. ”I wonder if Miss Qiao has any intention of taking a seat at the Seventh Prince's Mansion?”

Old fox!

Qiao Liangjiao's gaze towards the old wet nurse couldn't help but take on a deeper meaning. She knew that the most important thing was not to clear up this strange scene, but to end this farce as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if everyone talked for too long, the matter would become big.

Since Qing Qing didn't want to part with Qiao Liangjiao, then turn to Qiao Liangjiao.

He was really a smart person.

Her jet-black mouth lifted upwards as a strange smile appeared on her face. With her strange makeup and pale complexion, it made people's heart turn cold. She chuckled and said, ”Of course I'm going.”

Her favorite thing was to exchange blows with smart people.

Hong Liang looked at the Qing Wang Manor's carriage with a troubled expression, then looked at Qiao LiangJin's stout and fat body, and stroked the horse's leg in heartache.

The horse seemed to come to life as it whined.

”Please.” The old nanny was well-mannered and bowed.

”Tch, that carriage of yours is too shabby, I don't think it's worth it!” Qiao Liangjiao snorted disdainfully.

He then beckoned to the people behind him, ”Small ones, get on the chariot!”

”Yes!” ”Miss!” This voice was filled with vigor and vigor.

Then everyone got on the square, the self-made chariot used for the parade.

Ah Kuan and Ah Bai who got on the car were dumbfounded. If everyone got on the car, who would pull the car?

”Young, young miss …” Ah Kuan pulled on Qiao Liang's Hibiscus Rainbow sleeve.