The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 17 A Big Man Falls from the Sky
At this moment, my young lady is holding up her skirt and kicking and stepping on a person lying on the ground.

Seeing that Lianqiao was coming, she threw herself in front of her, and said shamefully and angrily: "Quick! Lianqiao, beat him up for me, you bastard!"

When she said the word prostitute, her voice was even higher by an octave.

"What's the matter?" Looking at the curly figure on the ground, Lian Qiao asked in surprise.

I obviously didn't hear anyone else just now, where did this person come from, and what happened to that loud noise?

Mentioning what happened just now, Qin Muge felt his head was about to smoke.

She was just squatting under a clump of grass that was half the height of a person to deal with major issues in life.

Just when she finished her work and was about to stand up and put on her skirt.

A person suddenly fell from the sky, the person landed in a perfect place, and fell in front of her...

She squatted on the ground, and he lay in front of her;

She looked down at him, and he looked up at her;
Her eyes were round and glaring;

His thin lips parted slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Then, just as what Lian Qiao saw, Qin Muge, who became angry from embarrassment, fisted and kicked the man while clutching the hem of his skirt.

Looking up at the sky, there is nothing but a few leisurely clouds.

Lian Qiao turned her eyes back to the figure on the ground again, it was strange, except for some weeds and small slopes, there were no high peaks at all, could it be said that this person fell out of thin air...

Qin Muge, who obviously calmed down a little, also thought of this, she frowned and said, "Forget it, let's go."

This prostitute is weird, how can ordinary people fall from the sky?
Look at this prostitute again, his skin is fair, and the clothes on his body are made of excellent brocade materials, and the skirts are all trimmed with gold...

Although most of that face was covered by the messy hair, the beautiful outline could still be vaguely seen.

Could it be some royal aristocrat?
Qin Muge and Lianqiao looked at each other. Obviously, the master and servant wanted to go together.

The two of them didn't feel it for a second, Qin Muge raised his leg and was about to run away, but found that his ankle was being pulled.

Looking down, the prostitute was awake.

At this moment, he was using his last bit of strength to hold Qin Muge's skirt.

"...Let go!" she roared angrily.

"Don't try to run..." the man said weakly.

"Let go, you bastard! Forsythia, quickly, pull him away." Qin Muge struggled vigorously.

"I'm not a prostitute... You shrew... How dare you hit me!"

"Still saying no! Peeping at my old lady..." Qin Muge couldn't say the rest.

At this moment, hearing that the prostitute still dared to argue, she only felt a string in her brain snapped.

In the next second, her foot stepped on that person's face, whoever he is, a nobleman, a nobleman, dare to play a hooligan?Step on it.

The man didn't expect her to act like this, and passed out again without even humming.

"Run." Pulling up the forsythia, she rushed back to the official road, jumped back into the carriage, and hurriedly told the old coachman to speed up and drive forward.

(End of this chapter)