Dressing up as a man: Queen of Little Crazy

Chapter 57

Ning Huang looked sideways, and saw a group of people approaching slowly, surrounded by a man in white shirt.

The Xianzong disciples who were originally lined up in front of the flying spirit bird's landing point all retreated towards the sides of the cliff, leaving a flat road for the group to pass through.They are very self-aware and don't go head-to-head with the northern masters. Naturally, these noble masters don't need to queue up.

Above the blue sky, there was a chirping of birds.

Soon, a huge bird that could hold more than a hundred people flapped its wings, brought a gust of wind, and landed on the landing point.

Through the crowd, Ning Huang's eyes fell on the third prince Wei Qingyue.

I haven't seen him for many years, and his figure has grown a lot. The most common moon white robe looks better on him than on other people.No one can match the graceful and luxurious demeanor of the prince and the arrogance of being high above everything.

His appearance was even more outstanding than ten years ago. His dark peach blossom colored contact lenses swept across the crowd, and an extremely seductive smile flickered across his lips, which immediately caused a group of girls to gasp and gasp in a low voice.

Ning Huang covered her mouth with a small and exquisite Qiankun fan, and her big black and round eyes were hidden behind the fan to carefully look at the man.

As if feeling two scorching gazes, Third Prince Wei Qingyue's pair of peach blossom eyes shot an incomparably sharp gaze in the direction of Ning Huang.

HOHO is indeed a master with strong perception.Ning Huang hurriedly lowered her head, nestled in the crowd and waited quietly.

At this time, Wei Qingyue had already been surrounded by people and came to the landing point. She glanced at her peach blossom eyes, and a slight ironic smile appeared on her lips. Then she walked up to a young man with his head bowed on the left, "Everything is ready!" Done?"

While speaking, the bright eyes of the third prince circled back and forth on the dozen or so bundles at the boy's feet with mocking eyes.

The boy nodded calmly.A head of blue silk is bundled with gold threads, hanging loosely to the bare feet, flying freely.

The third prince said coldly, "Raise your head."

Like a puppet on a string, the young man raised his chin a little bit according to his words, his flawless handsome face was like a bright full moon, lightly releasing Gao Hua.

Wearing the same spotless white clothes, the young man's clothes are a little more elegant and indifferent, as if he was born a person who has nothing to contend for and nothing to seek, and everything in the world has nothing to do with him.

The faint coldness revealed from the depths of the eyes is like a thousand years of ice that has never melted for many years.

Wei Qingyue hated his clear eyes the most, every time he stared at her like that, she always felt guilty.

He raised his right palm angrily, "Don't look at me like this! If you look at me like that again, someone will stab your eyes out!"

The raised palm fell heavily, the boy took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for the slap to come.

However, after waiting for a long time, the slap in the face did not arrive as expected. The boy opened his eyes suspiciously, and looked at the scene in front of him in shock like other disciples.

A slender white finger like a willow pressed against Wei Qingyue's palm, barely stopping his attack.

"It's you?" The boy blurted out in shock.It can be seen that the tone does not seem to be a surprise.

"It is indeed me, Your Highness Shuli!"

(End of this chapter)