A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Fortunately, His Highness Prince Qing, who knew the character of the young master of the palace, had the foresight to put a soundproof barrier on the chariot long ago. Otherwise, he would not have known how much failure would be done to the name of Moyan Pavilion at this time!

"Little brother, don't stop big brother! Big brother, I'm going to kill him!" But the very embarrassed Young Master Gong continued to behave without knowing it.

Throwing out a talisman to seal Gong Tianque's mouth, Wu Qing threw it out with all her spiritual power and took a look around, taking in the stalemate and dead silence outside. She smiled wantonly, raised her hand to remove the sound barrier, and asked: "Where is your master?"

Where is your master?

The hoarse and slow voice dispersed into the tight air, like a round and smooth stone sinking into a lake as flat as a mirror, but it set off a thousand waves!

The master of the Moyan Pavilion has opened his mouth!

The one who came in person was indeed His Highness Prince Qing, Mei Wuqing himself!

That year when he was only weak, he broke through the crimson peak and became the brightest new star in the human world since the creation of the world, an immortal myth!

"Your Highness King Qing! I am XXX from the X family!"

"Your Majesty, I am XX who came from Meidu to see your grace. My father is the most favored minister by the Holy Emperor today!"

"Your Highness, Prince Qing, I love you!" The onlookers were shocked, countless pink silks were swayed between the green fingers, and the high-decibel voices of the nymphos were deafening!

"The literary cloaks of travel, the light veil of mist and gauze, the gentle fragrance of orchids, and the wandering steps in the corners of the mountains. These beauties make me miss you so much!" He conveniently removed the obstructive Young Master Gong. The master was thrown to the end of the carriage. Wu Qing raised the closed ink fan to lift the door curtain and smiled frivolously.

"Ah - Your Majesty, she smiled! She smiled at us!" A wolf howled!

It has long been known to the world that His Highness Prince Qing is a woman, but it does not affect the enthusiasm of the wolf girls at all. As for the reason...

If Prince Qing is a man, will they have the opportunity to stay and fly with her?

Nonsense! If Prince Qing were a man, the Imperial Master who had returned to Fu Ying might have been overturned!

If Prince Qing is a woman, will they not be beautiful?

Nonsense! Their royal men's clothes never leave their bodies, and they are always so handsome!

They can't eat him if he's a man, and it doesn't matter if he's a woman, so it doesn't matter whether His Highness Prince Qing is a man or a woman and has hair! They are looking for beauties, not choosing husbands!

As for the men... the male creatures of the appropriate age from all sides secretly glared at the National Preceptor who was hugging the beautiful woman's waist in the chariot. They dared to be angry but dared not say anything.

Fu Ying's imperial master is famous all over the world for his strategic planning. Although his origin is unknown and he is not involved in the court, he has won the trust of Fu Ying's young emperor. His skills as a magician are profound and unpredictable, and his sound control skills are comparable to those of Prince Qing. Isn't it a matter of seeking death to rob someone with such a mysterious person? !

It has to be said that a few days ago, Huang Yin and Wu Qing did the right thing when they went to the Shenyin Sect under the guise of traveling around Fu Ying with his wife, and declared their sovereignty early!

After recovering from all the random slander, everyone was stunned for a moment. What, what did His Highness King Qing just say? Hey, I was so excited just now that they didn’t hear clearly...

As if he noticed people's embarrassment, Wu Qing curled up his lips and smiled, and every move he made was graceful and elegant: "Butler Mu, where is your head of the family?"

Where is your master?

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes shot towards the door of the Mu family. Apart from the servants, there were only the housekeeper and the young woman standing in front of the majestic door. She was Bai Yinruo's cousin who was married to Mu Yijue. Where could there be Mu? The figure of the head of the family?

The attitudes of the passers-by who originally blamed Wu Qing for being too arrogant suddenly changed. Once the prince came in person, a man who at best was the head of a family, but at worst was just a commoner, dared to act like a common man at home. Just sending a butler to welcome him, what etiquette is there!

Even though this is the Fuying Dynasty and Wu Qing is the prince of Meiying, being disrespectful to foreigners can easily cause disputes between the two countries, which is more serious than offending any official in the court! What's more, Fu Ying's Holy Master is on good terms with the person in front of him!

The housekeeper was sweating coldly. After all, he was just a servant of a small family. Even with the support of Tianyuan Palace behind him, he could only play some tricks and could not change his fear of those in power.

"Huh?" Wu Qing snorted softly, with a charming twist, but the imperial domineering air coming from his bones made people unable to look directly at him.

The butler's legs went weak and he was about to fall. Just as he was wailing in his heart, a servant suddenly stepped forward to support him, and a clear female voice came out: "Is this the way His Highness Prince Qing treats guests?"

With eyebrows like green feathers and muscles like white snow, Bai Qingli stood in front of the housekeeper with her chin slightly raised. Her pink skirt rippled slightly in the wind, outlining her exquisite figure to the extreme. A burst of stunning light burst out from the crowd.

The person who can be taken out for marriage must have good looks. Even Wu Qing sighed secretly in his heart. If it weren't for Gong Tianque, Bai Qingli would be worthy of being the king of the country just because of his appearance. Mu Yi Jue.

but……

"Who are you?" Letting Dai Yan roll up the chariot door curtain, Wu Qing put back his fan and lazily leaned back into Huang Yin's arms. The wide sleeves that were drawn in the air filled the air with a faint fragrance of wine. intoxicating.

The blue clothes are like mist, and the white clothes are as beautiful as snow. Although both of them are wearing men's clothes, they are close to each other, but they create an indescribable sense of beauty.

BMW, fancy car, luxurious life, beautiful woman like jade!

Her index finger tapped the fan handle lightly, and Wu Qing looked down at Bai Qingli. Of course she knew who this woman was. She had just been pointed at and scolded by the young master of the palace! But she had the guts to seize the palace eldest daughter's position and let Gong Tianque, a bastard, bother her every day. If not this person, who would she look for?

After looking at Bai Qingli carefully for a long time, Wu Qing looked back boredly. Although this girl is beautiful, she is just a daughter of a traditional family who was spoiled at home and only knows how to fight in the house.

What does house fighting mean? In the end, the plan is just for a man, a woman who has the highest status in the family, but in the end, she still has to depend on others!

A real grand strategy, planning for the family, the country, and the world! You are like a fish in water in a house fight. If the superior gives an order, your family will be destroyed. How can you survive? !

But now, the relationship between Wu Qing and Bai Qingli is that of a superior and a backyard girl who is scheming in a house fight, so it is natural for her to look down on Bai Qingli.

Who are you? The understatement but full of contempt made Bai Qingli's face turn red. She took a deep breath, raised her head and said loudly: "I am the cousin of the head of the Bai family, the future young lady of the Mu family, and the second son of the Bai family. Miss Bai Qingli!"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qing felt like the eyes behind her were like needles. She didn't need to look at her to know the angry look in Young Master Gong's eyes that wanted to kill someone.