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

Mei Yange, who twitched her mouth and raised her eyebrows, immediately retracted her paws from the table, coughed a few times, coquettishly lifted up her robe that sparkled with blossoming goldenrods, and sat back on the chair in a gorgeous outfit. .

It doesn't matter if he loses his image in front of Wu Qing. The former prince no longer has such a thing in front of her, but now is a special period. There are many guests and even spies in the Lord's Mansion. Who knows what his actions will do Won't he fall into the eyes of some bastard?

He raised his hand as if nothing had happened and asked the maids to take away the food and drinks. Mei Yange hooked her hand again, and the maid standing next to him walked up behind him and squeezed his shoulders and patted his back.

"I said Xiao Wuqing, it's either too sour or too sweet. We haven't seen each other for only ten years. Why are you so picky like a pregnant woman?"

Poof - Wu Qing, who had already brought the wine glass to his mouth after a struggle of thoughts, choked and squirted back the wine that had just reached his mouth.

Planting flowers deliberately does not bloom, but planting willows unintentionally creates shade. Although this term is a bit inaccurate when used here, the truth just pops out from casual remarks.

With his eyes widened, Wu Qing wiped the traces of wine on his lips with his sleeve while coughing desperately. For a moment, his cold and evil face looked half overwhelmed and half horrified. After learning that she was pregnant, The shyness and embarrassment that had been suppressed burst out in an instant.

When Huang Yin personally told her about this, her shamelessness could no longer be maintained. Fortunately, she had rich experience in fooling Huang Yin, so she led her off topic and fooled him. And she knew very well that once she showed any signs of embarrassment in front of that disaster, she would definitely be the one who was taken advantage of in the end, and she would also be the unlucky one.

Blushing and other things will pass after you hold it in for a while, but this bastard Mei Yange doesn't want to open any pot!

Looking at Wu Qing who was glaring at him angrily, Mei Yange seemed to realize something, and he narrowed his slender eyes. Originally he just said this out of mind, but now it seems that he has hit upon some truth, huh?

It's either too sour or too sweet. We haven't seen each other for only ten years. Why are you so picky like a pregnant woman?

Ten years will not be the key point. To the Lord God, time is just a meaningless number. To be picky and picky, such derogatory terms are a piece of cake for the shameless Pavilion Master, so...

"Xiao...Xiao Wuqing, are you...pregnant?" The moment a certain possibility flashed through her mind, Mei Yange sat up straight and stared at the same stare in horror with her eyes wide open. My own inclination.

Two pairs of identical red and phoenix eyes, big eyes staring into small eyes.

Mo Ran's long eyebrows frowned, Wu Qing put down the sleeves wiping his lips, and let out a few inaudible hums from his throat.

If the guess just now was a thunder from the sky, then Wu Qing must have been the ax that created the world, splitting Mei Yange's brain and causing the mountains and rivers to overturn.

Wuqing is pregnant!

His evil sister is pregnant!

The demon god who turned his hands to make clouds and rain in the human world, and shook the sky in the divine world, is pregnant!

Ah ha ha ha ha, he is going to be an uncle!

"Xiao Wuqing, I'm going to be an uncle! Hahahahahaha, I'm going to be an uncle!" To hell with the guests who may be hiding in the dark and peeking, and to hell with all the messy spies, and to hell with all the reserved images! Putting away the wine glass in her hand, Mei Yange, who had been stunned for several seconds, opened her arms and hugged Wu Qing into her arms, and laughed facelessly to the sky.

The refreshing and wild voice passed through the study, hovering over the Lord's Mansion with the pressure of a strong man. Countless guests who arrived at the Lord's Mansion early looked at the direction of the sound in surprise.

Realization, joy, surprise, and too many unknown expressions mixed and flipped.

This is the smell of silver frost low-grade! This laughter comes from the new Lord of the East!

What is it that makes the newly appointed Lord laugh so much on such a special day?

"Sir, go quickly. Lord Mei is having a very happy chat with his confidante!" On the winding corridor, the young maid stamped her feet anxiously, and the little girl walking in front of her even more His face collapsed, and he almost burst into tears. He picked up his skirt and ran towards the study room as fast as he could.

In the study room, the Lord, who was hugging his sister and laughing heartily, was so happy that he didn't know what year it was, and he was smiling as stupidly as Gong Tianque's friend. He never thought that one day, there would be a pink little bun holding up his coquettish pink robe with his chubby little hands and calling him uncle in a sweet voice.

Wu Qing, who was held tightly in his arms, blinked, and the chest where her face was pressed kept vibrating with excitement. The blush on her face slowly faded away, and her thin crimson lips curled into a gentle arc.

Ling Yun steps on the moon and kills thousands of ghosts and gods. When he turns around, there are still people who treat him warmly. Whether this person is a lover or a relative, they are equally important.

The fragrance of ink lingered in the room, one touch was peach red, the other was blood red. The two equally flamboyant and unrestrained colors were closely linked to each other, but strangely there was no charming color, let alone fragrant feelings.

As stunning as a spark igniting a prairie fire, as beautiful as a picture scroll!

However, before anyone entered the painting, the door was already opened.

Creaking, the sound of the wooden door opening was particularly abrupt in the study room where the laughter had dispersed. Almost at the same time, Mei Yange and Wu Qing turned their heads to look at the door, and two equally stunning faces were immediately exposed to the intruder.

The gentleman is magnificent and the beauty is stunning!

"You...you..." The purple hairpin on the girl's bun is clear, and her pink-purple water-sleeved skirt is shiny. The so-called black light is smooth, the sleeves are red, the little girl's face is as white as a jade, as if polished, and there is an attractive baby fat. Her eyes are transparent and bright, as bright as stars.

beauty! A loli beauty who looks like a little bun!

Wu Qing was shocked and Mei Yange was horrified. The two guys who were also shocked just stood there and hugged each other. Seeing this, the little girl's watery eyes widened to the extreme and she pointed in disbelief. Looking at the two people in front of me, then...

"Awww! Yan Gege, you big bastard, you always give up!"

puff--

What came out this time was still Wuqing.

Beginning with chaos and ending with abandonment!

What did she hear? She heard something!

Beginning - chaos - ending - abandonment!

"Xiao Wuqing, don't misunderstand, don't think nonsense!" Mei Yange hurriedly clarified.

But Wu Qing, who was already immersed in her own thoughts, could no longer hear her. She pushed Mei Yange away with one hand and was about to lift up her robe and walk towards the bun beauty. However, she realized that she was wearing women's clothes and it was not her who was dancing. The elegant hem of the clothes is the skirt.

Silently embarrassed, she shamelessly walked up to the steamed bun beauty without changing her expression. "Ah! Don't get me wrong, little beauty, I and..."

"Wow wow wow! You... wow wow wow bad guy! You are trying to steal my words from me, you big bad guy!" Unfortunately, before Wu Qing could finish his words, the beauty's sobbing accusations filled the whole study room, and she screamed with tears. A fierce flow.

A branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring, and the beauty sheds tears when she cries. Looking at the little beauty's slumped face, Wu Qing felt heartbroken. Such a cute little bun is meant to be hurt, and this girl Mei Yange actually made her cry!

Only the state officials were allowed to set fires, but the common people were not allowed to light lamps. The master of the pavilion did not want to admit it at all. In fact, she was the one who made the beauty Baozi cry.

"Little beauty, don't cry, don't cry. I will feel sorry for you. I will punish him well for your words." He took out a piece of silk from his sleeve, and Wu Qing leaned down and picked up the silk. Wipe it on the little beauty's face.

"Humph! Ugh - you bad guy!" The crying little bun snorted and turned his head away, avoiding the silk in Wu Qing's hand.

Wu Qing was depressed, she seemed to be disliked by the little beauty. However, this little beauty is really cute.

The so-called beauty is so coquettish, whether she is coquettish or arrogant. Bun face, this little beauty has a bun face, a bun face with baby fat! Even more pink and tender than Luanyan Lolita!

"Little beauty..."

"Yan Gege, woo woo, how can you be with her, woo... you promised me, woo wow!" Without looking at Wu Qing again, the little beauty opened her bright eyes pitifully. Looking at Mei Yange, big drops of tears flowed down the baby's fat face.

I'm interested, but I don't know what I'm doing. The master of the pavilion seems to be a passerby.

She coughed twice and took back the handkerchief. The words that swirled around Wu Qing's tongue for several times were finally swallowed back unwillingly. She didn't bother to look at this heartbreaking scene again. She raised her legs and walked out of the study. He also closed the door conveniently.

Of course, if the door is unlocked, she will still come back!

"Brother, where is Yangemeimei's dressing room?"

"Yan Gege, you are so good-looking, you will definitely not give up after all, right?" The troublesome master of the pavilion left, and the bun beauty sobbed a few times, her eyes shining brightly towards Mei Yange's handsome face. Look on the face.

"Sese, I only think of you as my sister." The former prince's version of the standard scumbag line.

As soon as these words came out, the beauty who had just stopped crying started to burst into tears again. Mei Yange suddenly felt numb: "Sese, don't cry, it's not that I don't like you."

"So Yan Gege just likes Sesu?" Beauty Baozi immediately burst into tears and smiled.

"No...that's not right," Mei Yange rubbed her temples, her handsome face almost crumpled into a ball, "Sese, listen to me, I don't mean that kind of love."

"Wow wow wow! Yan Gege, you lied to me!" The glistening tears of the steamed bun beauty suddenly flowed down three thousand feet like the Milky Way!

The clear cry with the unique style of a girl goes straight to the eardrums. Once or twice, it may be very pleasant, but once it happens too much, it becomes a magic sound that pierces the ears.

"Sese, I didn't lie to you! What I said at the beginning was..."

"You just lied to me! You"