My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Nine hundred and thirty
Seeing that these two people were about to hit the banquet table, they saw two dark shadows suddenly appear, and they quickly grabbed the legs of the two guards, and both leaped back to stabilize the two guards. Figure.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The two guards were a little frightened, even though they stood firm at this time, both faces couldn't help but turn pale.
"Ah, someone has come to hit the venue." Dugu Ling hurriedly moved to the side, caressed her heart, and made a look of horror.
The little princess turned her head to look at the entrance of Yuanzi's arch with a cold face.
I saw a group of people rushing into the door surrounded by a woman in white, each holding a sword.
The guests hurriedly stood up and moved closer to the center. Everyone looked at these uninvited guests in shock and inexplicable expression.
The atmosphere suddenly filled with a hint of tension.
The two sides confronted each other, both silently increased their vigilance.
"Qiao Qiao." The second aunt Ren hurriedly pulled her sleeves and looked at the intruders unexpectedly, "Who are you? Why trespass into our Qiao Mansion."
Qiao Zhongbang and the second uncle Qiao also asked coldly, "Who is it, please sign up."
"This is our saint of Zhaoguang." A woman with a cold face wearing a green dress stepped to the front of the team and glanced at everyone coldly.
She raised her chin high, her tone of voice was slow, "The saint is here, why no one comes forward to see her."
Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes showed silly expressions.
Zhaoguang has been developing extremely well in the past two months, and they have naturally heard of it.
is just a non-governmental organization like this. In the eyes of the ladies and ladies of these aristocratic families, they are just little cliques playing around among the common people, and it is naturally impossible to put them in their eyes.
but I didn’t expect that Zhaoguang took himself seriously. He broke into Qiao’s Hundred Days Banquet and asked them to come forward to see you, ladies and gentlemen.
Isn’t this a great thing to slip the world!
Qiaomu patted his second aunt Ren's hand comfortably, retracted his hand and shook it casually, not wanting to say a word to these people in Zhaoguang.
In an instant, seven or eight secret guards, together with the two men in black clothes who had appeared before, emerged from the crowd at the same time, and they were about to drive away the Saint Zhaoguang and her party.
The woman in the green skirt became a little angry immediately, her eyes widened, and she raised her hand to block one of the guards, "Don’t mess around. This is our Saint Zhaoguang, you, eh? You! Let go, let go, let go What do you want to do."
Seeing a group of secret guards sent by Qiao Mu, they silently came forward to chase them. The Saintess of Zhaoguang and the group had obvious anger in their eyes.
"Don't be busy rushing people." A white dress, like a shining sage of Zhaoguang, spoke at this time.
I saw her with her long hair pulled back, her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, standing dignified and demure.
A set of ruby pomegranate gemstones under the head, with fair skin, delicate cheeks, half-faced white gauze covered with makeup, it looks like a sage and light person, with a clear and icy state.
is just who Qiaomu is. She glanced at it, and she felt that this girl was a bit of a copycat Nie Yaoguang.
It's a pity that Nie Yaoguang's figure is a bit more graceful and ethereal than the one in front of him, and she is also slightly taller than her.
"I don't know who is the prince, the little girl is polite here." The saint of Zhaoguang nodded slightly, and her expression did not appear to be very respectful.
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