Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"Xie Xian Wang." Fatty Shao stood up immediately.

That speed, as he himself said, is really a flexible fat man.

The Maggies also got up one after another, but they were less casual and more restrained.

After all, in front of them is a real prince.

When I first met, I naturally didn't dare to be too frivolous. If I accidentally offended the prince, it would be worthless to be killed.

After a simple greeting, the surroundings fell silent again.

There seemed to be a little more embarrassment in the atmosphere.

Fortunately, Mu Qingge did not want to have more contact with the royals. Even if he is just an unfavored prince. Even if he impressed her very much, so too.

After smiling, Mu Qingge said again: "So, we won't bother King Xian." After that, it meant leaving.

Nothing is happiest for Mu Qingge to leave than Fatty Shao and those Mei Ji.

The atmosphere around this octagonal pavilion is really weird and tight. People dare not come out.

"You... are leaving?" But not thinking, the quiet beautiful man suddenly said such a sentence.

The excited Fatty Shao stiffened his smile before he even climbed up the corner of his mouth, and wailed in his heart: No! In a good time, he didn't want to spend time with a prince like a wooden man.

Mu Qingge, who was about to turn around, heard the words, turned sideways slightly, turned his eyes to the octagonal pavilion, and nodded: "Qingge is uninvited, so naturally it is not good to continue to disturb King Xian. Besides..."

Her eyes flowed, falling on the group of Mei Ji behind her, and smiled empathetically: "If you continue to stay, I am afraid that the beautiful people will not be used to it. After all, your Royal Highness is honorable and they are afraid that they will unintentionally offend."

Her big truth drew gratitude from the beauties.

Those silky glamorous eyes were grateful, as if they all wanted to agree.

"The little Lord is really a person who loves and cherishes jade." Qin Jinchen lowered his eyes, but the meaning of the words was difficult to distinguish.

"Thank your Highness for the compliment. The beauties are delicate flowers and soft water, we men should have taken care of them." Mu Qingge raised his lips. But I don't know how many secrets her words have caused.

"In that case, leave." Qin Jinchen plucked the strings at random, and the sound of the piano buzzed, as if seeing off the guests.

Mu Qingge's eyes fell on the trembling strings, smiled slightly, turned around and led everyone away.

A group of people disappeared in front of Qin Jinchen like the wind.

Watching the figure fade away in the peach blossom forest, Qin Jinchen's fingertips holding the strings are pale as paper. After a long time, he slowly let go. The strings left several deep marks on his fingertips.

The calm face suddenly became melancholy. He appeared concentrating on Mu Qingge, and then left the place, whispering: "You still don't remember me after all."

...

In the peach blossom forest, I made a few turns.

After feeling far away from the Octagonal Pavilion, Fatty Shao approached Mu Qingge and cautiously said: "Boss, how do I feel that sage king is so ghostly?"

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his fat arm very vividly.

Ghostly? ! What the **** is this?

Mu Qingge slandered in his heart.

On the face, he gave a blank look and said: "How do I know. If you are curious, you can turn back and ask him."

"Forget it!" Fatty Shao shook his body, and refused without thinking.

Mu Qingge raised his lips and smiled, and stopped teasing him.

"Little Sir, Young Master Shao, where shall we go?" Yi Meiji came up and asked softly.