Chapter 87

"Just her."

Si Mo pointed away, and once again made Mu Qingge the target of public criticism.

Those eyes that looked at her were amazed, jealous, unwilling, and unbelieving...

It can be said that all living beings are in all shapes and sizes.

I am afraid that among them, there are only a handful of people who are truly happy for her. His grandfather and aunt, plus Fatty Shao, who was more excited than himself to be selected in the Shao family seat.

one more...

The corner of Mu Qingge's eyes lightly swept across her face.

Just now, she had always maintained the appearance of an outsider during the unexpected events at the banquet. Except for the initial rescue, almost everything that happened after that had nothing to do with her.

At this moment, Mu Qingge only saw a trace of envy and less obvious loss on her face.

"This..." Qin Cang apparently didn't react, and confirmed to Si Mo again: "Your Majesty, are you referring to Mu Qingge of Mu Mansion?"

Besides Xiaogeer, who else can catch his eye?

Si Mo sneered in his heart, but nodded lightly on his face. Be patient, and once again express your choice.

It's really that rubbish Mu Qingge!

This time, in the eyes that looked at Mu Qingge, those jealous and unkindness were no longer concealed, but were naked.

"Your Majesty the Holy King, this little lord of the Mu family is a well-known waste, and he can't cultivate at all. Your majesty must not be deceived by him!"

"That's right, he's not only a waste, but he only seeks flowers and asks willows, and he is ignorant and ignorant. He has a good face, but when he is really a fool, His Majesty the Holy King, please think twice."

"I also ask His Majesty the Holy King to think twice, don't be deceived by these people."

"Although I can't win His Majesty's favor, I really can't bear His Majesty's humiliation! If these people have a relationship with His Majesty, they will be falsified and humiliated, and His Majesty's reputation will be humiliated."

The children of the aristocratic families who had high self-esteem all spoke out to persuade them.

It seems that she, Mu Qingge, is like a bed bug that everyone hates, whoever gets involved is unlucky. He completely ignored Mu Xiong's increasingly ugly face.

These people have been blinded by jealousy.

If the people who are being looked at at this time are other people, they may not be like this. However, it was Mu Qingge who couldn't.

If she can get into the eyes of His Majesty the Holy King, doesn't it mean that they are not even worse than a waste?

The young talents of the Qin state, you almost made Mu Qingge a person who is not forgiven for all sins. This scene was exactly in Qin Cang's mind. In his opinion, it should be his sons who could be favored by His Majesty the Holy King, the most powerful man in the Linchuan Continent. What the hell is he Mu Qingge? A waste that can't even enter the body with spiritual energy.

Therefore, he, the king of a country, was silent. Waiting for Mu Qingge to leave the stage sadly under the attack of the crowd, waiting for the children of the aristocratic family to provoke that person with their 'insolent remarks'. In the end, his son took advantage of the fisherman.

Of course, his most optimistic son, because of the involvement of the He family, I am afraid there is no chance. Depends on how the prince is.

Thinking of this, Qin Cang had no choice but to cast an encouraging look at Prince Qin Jinxiu.

In this scene, Qin Jinhao's eyes sting and anger burns in his chest.

'This encouraging glance from the father should belong to him! ’

However, at this moment, he could only remain silent, watching the person he hated and hated the most proudly.

'Qin Jinxiu, Mu Qingge, and that damned He Cheng ten thousand times! You wait for this king! ’

Qin Jinhao's eyes burned with anger, and his nails sank deep into his palms without knowing it.

Mu Qingge, who was attacked by the crowd, grinned, as if the unbearable people in those people's mouths were not hers. She was playing with a wine glass in her hand, and her eyes seemed to be attracted by the clear liquid in the wine glass with a faint aroma of wine.

"It's too much!" Mu Lianrong was furious and punched the table. Under the faint yellow light on the fist, many fine cracks have appeared on the thick table.

"Lian Rong." Mu Xiong called out in a deep voice. Why is he not angry? However, what happened to He Cheng just now has already made the Mu family conspicuous. If he attacks again at this time, he will probably leave a bad impression on His Majesty the Holy King and ruin the chance that belongs to Mu Qingge.

Therefore, they must endure.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Xiong felt that His Majesty the Holy King, his old man's light song to his family, was different. Perhaps, it was that time when she faced the flogging calmly, and the scene of her arrogance made this powerful man remember it unintentionally.

Therefore, he firmly believes that no matter what these people say, it will not affect the judgment of His Majesty the Holy King and his old man.

"Auntie, why do you care about a group of narrow-minded people?" Mu Qingge's eyes swept over Mu Lianrong's fist, and she said amusingly.

"They said so about you!" Mu Lianrong gritted her teeth in anger. She really didn't understand how Mu Qingge was so indifferent when she was said to be like this, which was very different from the usual her.

"What they said is the truth." Mu Qingge shrugged indifferently.

She is not at all uncommon to be favored by Mr. Monster, whoever likes it can take it.

"You..." Mu Lianrong was blocked by Mu Qingge's words. She looked at Mu Qingge helplessly in anger, and finally everything turned into a sigh.

"Hey! Enough is enough! My boss is something you guys can talk about too? His Majesty the Holy King sees my boss, which means that my boss is talented and intelligent, with excellent roots. How can you ordinary people understand? Yes? I think you are envious, jealous, and hateful! That's why you slandered my boss."

Here, Mu Qingge calmed Mu Lianrong, but over there, Fatty Shao's voice came out.

Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows to look, saw Fatty Shao's round body, and stood up despite her family's obstruction, her face filled with righteous indignation.

At that moment, Mu Qingge grinned.

Fatty Shao, this brother, is really good.

She murmured in her heart: Mu Qingge, Mu Qingge, the outsider who can stand up for you on the cusp of the limelight is probably the only fat man in front of her. When you have a confidant and friend in your life, you are not at a loss.

"Heh, who am I? It turns out to be another famous scumbag in Luodu. Shao Yueze, what do you think you are? He is also a rubbish who only makes a big fuss about women's belly." One person sneered.

Another person hurriedly answered: "Hahaha, Luodu, the two big gangsters, apart from being domineering in the streets, I am afraid that the most familiar land is those filthy and dirty fireworks."

"Really good? Talented and smart? If you two can call it that, then aren't we geniuses among geniuses?"

"You! A bunch of jealous and useless people, do you think they are a good thing? I bah! Hypocrite." Fatty Shao spat on the ground, his small eyes full of contempt...