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

Red, bright red, blooming bit by bit on the gray-white ground, extremely eye-catching among the dust.

"Ah! He's dead!" Someone shouted, and the street boiled instantly. Although things like bullying and domination often happen, after all, they are rooted in the imperial city. No matter how arrogant they are, they have a certain temper. There will never be a precedent of killing people.

People panicked, and women and children covered their eyes and ran hurriedly, trying to avoid the bloody scene. Many people shook their heads and lamented the deterioration of the world.

"My condolences, girl, hurry up and prepare for your master's funeral. It's hard for anyone if something like this happens, but the deceased should still be buried in peace as soon as possible." A kind man walked to the carriage and said to Dai Yan who leaned out of the window. , Judging from the name Dai Yan just called Wu Qing, the two of them should be master and servant.

Dai Yan's face froze, looking at the loving old lady, she didn't know how to speak. The coffin does need to be prepared, but who is lying in the coffin is not necessarily the case. The blood on the ground can belong to anyone, but it will definitely not belong to Wu Qing!

The dignified master of the Moyan Pavilion could still be at ease despite being chased by a bunch of enemies. If he died under the hooves of a horse, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?

"Ah!" Another exclamation interrupted Dai Yan's embarrassment and the old lady's comfort. Following the screamer's eyes, people's eyes fell on the middle of the street again.

In an instant, there was complete silence!

The smoke and dust in the sky had completely settled, and everything in front of me couldn't be clearer. However, people's eyes widened, unable to believe the scene clearly presented in front of them.

The breeze was blowing slowly, and the young man was dressed in pure dye, with his moon-white flowing cloud brocade robe fluttering in curls. She stood alone in the wind. The raised hand pinched the maroon horse's neck impartially, and the thick purple blood flowed down the delicate hand embedded in the throat, and finally fell to the ground.

White, pure!

Red, so gorgeous!

With such an understatement, the unstoppable Pegasus stopped without any buffering, and the blood-stained jade hand stimulated people's eyes.

Shaking the mountains and rivers with delicate hands is nothing more than that!

Sensing everyone's gaze, Wu Qing just glanced lightly, tightened his grip on the horse's neck, and the cold light at the end of his eyes disappeared in an instant. With a flick of his hand, a horse weighing several hundred kilograms was thrown out. It knocked down the stall on the roadside and hit the door of the shop, making a muffled sound on the doorpost.

Under the huge impact force, the head of the horse that was the first to come into close contact with the wall exploded naturally. White brains and bright red blood flew everywhere, staining the ground.

"Ouch!" People couldn't help but bend over and vomit. No one could calm down after seeing their brains overflowing. Even the number one villain who claimed to have blood-stained hands couldn't remain indifferent to such a bloody scene. The old lady who had just persuaded Dai Yan turned pale, covered her mouth and ran away hurriedly while suppressing the turmoil in her stomach.

"It's so dirty." Looking at the blood-stained hands with disgust, Wu Qing took out the silk and slowly wiped it.

"Young Master Qing." Dai Yan got off the car and walked to Wu Qing. He turned his hand and transformed into a ball of soft blue light covering Wu Qing's hand. The gurgling water washed through Wu Qing's fingers and washed away Dark red mark.

After washing his hands thoroughly, Wu Qing, who had a mysophobia, took out a piece of silk to dry his hands. Then adhering to the ancient principle of not being fined for littering and not throwing it away, she just threw the silk aside casually.

"You said that I don't have a good eye, huh?" After cleaning up the blood stains, Wu Qing turned his attention to the carriage, preparing to settle the accounts slowly afterwards.

When the horses were thrown out by Wu Qing, the wooden bars connecting the horses to the carriage had been broken. Two wooden bars with uneven fractures were facing the sky. The coachman could only sit in the driver's seat, still immersed in the shock just now.

When asked by Wu Qing, the coachman suddenly came back to his senses. When he saw her strange pair of gold and silver eyes, he panicked for a moment.

But when he thought of his master, the coachman immediately calmed down, pointed his whip at Wu Qing and cursed: "What a cunning person! How dare you disturb the master of the family's carriage!"

"Who?" Hearing this question, Wu Qingqing was a little amused. Without answering, he asked, "Who do you think this king is?" Ever since Wan Rousha's time, there was no one in Meidu who didn't know her. . Not to mention Meidu, as long as they care a little about political affairs, no one would fail to recognize these gold and silver eyes.

When Wu Qing raised his head, his bewitching and unparalleled face was revealed to everyone. Before being hit by the carriage, Wu Qing was walking with her head lowered, so no one could see her face. When she was hit by a carriage, there was no time to see what she looked like.

Now that things have slowed down, everyone will look at other people's faces. How can anyone recognize someone without looking at their faces?

And at this sight, the people who were worried that she would be killed for offending the powerful became happy, and their eyes turned to gloating when they looked at the carriage.

He is their side by side king, charming and charming!

Although she doesn't put on airs about Prince Qing, nine out of ten people who provoke her will be blown by the northwest wind on Naihe Bridge. Even the Shenyin Sect couldn't help her, let alone a powerful man who appeared out of nowhere and didn't even recognize her?

You see, you have to bow to the royal family when you see them. Very consciously, people bent over and knelt down to tell the coachman who was the one with the defective eyes!

Sensing what people meant, Wu Qing raised his hand and silently stopped everyone's movements. It was rare that a stupid person rushed up to entertain her, how could she waste it?

The coachman, who had only a temper but no brains, had never noticed this. He had always relied on his master's power to dominate, but this was the first time he was rebutted by a "civilian". Suddenly, he was so angry that he raised his whip and was about to go. Wu Qing took it off: "How brave! I, the head of the Jin family, are coming to Meidu, you..."

However, the coachman's words stopped abruptly when he saw Wu Qing's face clearly, and he also forcibly retracted the whip he had swung out, excitement and surprise flashing in his eyes.

That’s right, it’s a surprise!

Before Wu Qing could figure out where the coachman's inexplicable surprise came from, the coachman quickly asked the people in the carriage for instructions: "Master of the family! There is a stunning young man outside. Do you want to see it for yourself?"

Seeing the eager and shining eyes of the coachman, Wuqing's eyelids twitched, as if something terrible had happened to her. First, she almost became a ghost under the car, and then she was yelled at and whipped. Now, looking at it, she seems to have met a... lecher?