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

"Huh? No one was killed?" On the soft couch in the corner of the study, Mei Yange was half-lying on the couch, with a handsome boy kneeling behind him, who was gently beating his back. Beside the soft couch, an eight or nine-year-old child was half-kneeling on the futon, peeling an orange with his fat fingers. Next to the child, a maid with a baby-fat face shook the cattail leaf fan in her hand to fan him.

Um? Are you asking why the enchanting and graceful maids turned into servants and children? Could it be that the Lord's taste has become heavier?

of course not!

On the edge of the soft couch, his two feet were dangling one after another. Yu Lengse looked at the letter held by the charming singer again and again, and smoothly snatched the orange slices that the child handed to his mouth. Put it in your mouth. Feeling the sweet and sour juice soaking her taste buds, the bun beauty narrowed her eyes like a satiated kitten.

Lord Tiannu said that men and women cannot be intimate. If Mei Yange dares to call them over, she will go to Beiyu to find her brother Qing! Even the only maid fanning him beside Mei Yange was also the personal maid of Se Se Beauty.

"No one was killed. This is normal. Brother Qing is not as scary as you said. She is so gentle!" While puffing up her cheeks and chewing the fruit she snatched from the Lord, the beauty of the bun gave her the perfect gift. Defend your brother flawlessly.

Rolling her eyes gracefully, Mei Yange was too lazy to correct her. No matter how he tried to discredit Wu Qing, this bun always firmly believed that her brother Qing was the gentlest, most romantic, most handsome, and most perfect love brother in the world.

Thinking of this, the Lord became a little jealous. A few days ago, this bun stuck to him like brown candy. When she was around him, she wouldn't think about other people at all. Now he heard the words "brother Qing" more than words of praise for him!

However, after going to Beiyu, no one was killed at the hands of Wu Qing. This is simply... unscientific!

Of course it's not scientific. After three or four days in the room, Wu Qing almost grew mushrooms! When Xiao Yunlan asked to go out to play this morning, she almost burst into tears.

"Mo Yunlan! Mo Yunlan, you stinky girl, come out here!" Sitting on the soft couch, tying up the hair that had been hanging around all day long with a crimson hairband, the sound of the door being pushed suddenly came from the courtyard outside, and then , the young man Yin, who was in the stage of changing his voice, broke in.

Wu Qing subconsciously raised his head and heard a few loud crashes. It was the sound of the doors of the next few rooms being kicked open. Soon, the closed door in her bedroom opened with a loud bang.

"Mo Yunlan! Are you hiding from me on purpose?" The boy who came in with a height of over 1.6 meters and a growing figure was only twelve or thirteen years old. His hair was held high with a headband. tied to the head. Glancing around the room, he quickly spotted Mo Yunlan sitting next to Wu Qing.

"You stinky girl! Don't think I can't find you hiding here!" He quickly walked to the soft couch, stretched out his hand, and roughly pulled Xiao Yunlan up as usual.

"Chi Qianjing, go away!" Baby Yunlan, whose reaction was always half a beat slower than that of ordinary people, waved her hand hurriedly, trying to swat the boy's hand away.

But despite the age and gender gap, Xiao Yunlan couldn't stop him at all. The boy's clawed fingers were about to grab Xiao Yunlan's skirt, and a hand with clear joints but delicate body came across the air.

The four fingers and thumb lightly clenched, without any other movement, and it seemed that no much force was used. The young man's hand, which he had never thought of controlling the force, stagnated in the air.

There was only a centimeter difference, and if it was just a little bit longer at night, Xiao Yunlan would be roughly pulled over. This kind of timing is almost perfect, vaguely revealing the casual but well-prepared style of the master of the bare hands.

He turned his wrist and pulled it out hard, but no matter how hard he struggled, the young boy couldn't free his wrist from the seemingly powerless confinement.

"Who are you! Why are you in the small building!" Unable to break away, the young man shouted angrily at Wu Qing. It wasn't that he didn't notice Wu Qing when he broke into the room, but he didn't care at all.

This kid knew at a glance that he was here for the little girl. Now, except for Xiao Yunlan, everything was not in his attention.

"Who am I, and does it have something to do with you?" Wu Qing loosened his fingers and skillfully used some force, causing the young boy's body to stumble back a few steps uncontrollably.

Withdrawing her hand, Wu Qing leisurely tied the last knot of the hair tie. Wu Qing reached out and hugged Xiao Yunlan into his arms. She raised her sparkling phoenix eyes and glanced lightly. One look at this intruder.

Descendants of the Tianlu tribe, the ancient Guangming clan. At the age of twelve or thirteen, he has a god-level cultivation, and the ancient aura on his body is extremely strong. If she guessed correctly, he is a direct descendant of the Tianlu tribe's chief, and may even be the current young master of the Tianlu tribe.

Obviously he didn't know his true identity and was almost guessed by others. Chi Qianjing stabilized his figure and became angry: "You are so presumptuous! You broke into the small building without permission and you were disrespectful to me...to my young master! I want to report it to the Lord!" You, put you in jail!"

"Chi Qianjing, you are not allowed to say that about my mother!" The mother who could take her to the streets and give her a little brother was treated like this. Dai Baobao became angry and yelled back.

"Mother? Mo Yunlan, your brain is rusty, isn't it? Where did you come from..." The little girl, who is usually gentle, soft and cute, went crazy. Chi Qianjing was stunned. When he came back to his senses, he He cursed back with full force, but only halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered something and his throat became choked.

"You..." His expression changed. Chi Qianjing looked at Wu Qing in surprise for a long time, and finally said with hesitation, "Are you Mei Wuqing? Creation Night God Mei Wuqing?"

Wu Qing came to Beiyu. This was something that all the Guangming people living in Beiyu knew. Their master Huang Yin has an order to see Wu Qing as if she were seeing him. All the ancient clans must not disrespect her and must ensure her safety!

Although they know that the two main gods have come together, because of what happened thousands of years ago, just like the dark clan does not want to see Huang Yin, the light clan has always been hostile to Wu Qing. After receiving Huang Yin's order, the Guangming clan's resistance was once high, so even a kid like Chi Qianjing knew about it.

"Why, I don't look like this, huh?" Wu Qing's eyes were filled with smiles, and her fingertips were curling up in Baby Darling's silky, dark hair. The dark color made her nails even more moist.

Without giving Chi Qianjing a chance to reply, Xiao Yunlan took over the conversation: "Yes, she is my mother. My mother is very powerful. If you dare to bully me again, I will let my mother beat you!" Wrinkling her little nose, Xiao Yunlan's resistance to Chi Qianjing was obvious. She changed her cute and cute image, and her eyes widened.

Chi Qianjing was originally a little wary of Wu Qing, but after being provoked by Xiao Yunlan, he immediately became angry and clapped his hands on the table: "Isn't he the Creator God? What's so great! Others are afraid of her, but I'm not afraid of her. Him! Mo Yunlan, come here obediently!"

"Don't go!" Xiao Yunlan pursed her lips and held Wu Qing's clothes tightly with her little hands.

"Come here!" the young master of the Tianlu tribe roared.

"Don't go there!" Daibao pouted.

"come over!"

"Don't go there!"

"come over!"

"Don't go there!"

Wu Qing: "..." She seemed to have accidentally stepped into some terrible little battlefield.

After scolding each other for a long time across a table, the young master of the Tianlu tribe was panting, and the stupid baby's face was red. After looking at Chi Qianjing, whose eyes were about to burst into flames, and then at Xiao Yunlan, who was groaning in anger, Wu Qing thought about it for a long time, then slightly opened her crimson lips: "You..."

"Shut up!" This is the fiery Chi Qianjing.

Swallowing the words on the tip of his tongue, Wu Qing closed his mouth and said nothing, not caring about Chi Qianjing's offense at all.

What Chi Qianjing said just now was just angry words. Usually when he threw these two sentences, he would get a more intense reply. Who knew that Wu Qing actually stopped talking? He was already ready to drive towards Wu Qing. Qing's firepower was suddenly suppressed in his stomach, with nowhere to unleash it.

"You...you..." Chi Qianjing, who was filled with anger and extremely uncomfortable, wanted to say something, but couldn't formulate the appropriate words.

"What's wrong with me, eh?" He rubbed Xiao Yunlan's tender face, and his charming eyebrows were filled with a smile that was like playing with falling flowers. It was so leisurely and comfortable that it made your teeth itch.

"Speak!" Clusters of small flames emerged from Chi Qianjing's head, and two harsh words jumped out from between his teeth.

"What did you say?" Wu Qing said with doubts, but there was a clear smile on his face, which was as delicate as porcelain. It was as beautiful as three thousand wild flowers, but narrow and stubborn.

She is just teasing this young master, what's wrong?

Um? Not convinced? Come and bite her!

Clearly having read the expression on Wu Qing's face, Chi Qianjing almost became mad and went insane. After all, he is just an eleven or twelve-year-old kid with no scheming ideas. Chi Qianjing gritted his teeth and said one sentence like a volcano erupting: "You f*ck talk to me! Say what you just wanted to say!"

"Little Master, didn't you tell me to shut up?" Wu Qing picked up a lock of hair by Xiao Yunlan's ear, curled it and poked her face, and asked with unusual pleasure.

One of Chi Qianjing's tense nerves snapped and snapped: "Speak! I'll let you speak now! You can't understand people, right? Speak to me quickly! Speak!"

In just a few words, the young master of the Tianlu tribe, who is noble and carries the hopes of all the tribesmen, was so upset that he went berserk...

Seeing that he has almost teased the children, and if he goes too far, he will scare them away, and there will be no such opportunity in the future, Wuqing just accepts it: "I want to say, Xiao Yunlan is now my daughter. It’s not that you can have it if you want it, or pull it if you want it. When my Yun Lan wants to see you that day, just come over."