After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

Qingcheng smiled at the two of them and said, "Hello, my name is Qingcheng."

"What?" Dongfang Moyu is not calm, she is Qingcheng? How could it be?

Lu Zixuan was surprised, how did this girl named Qingcheng melt the elder brother of Wannian Bingshan from their Spirit Sect? She must go and ask her for advice!

Feng Qiming and Li Xuerou over there were not calm when they heard her name, Qingcheng?

Seeing his parents' changing expressions, Feng Qingyan immediately said softly, "Daddy, she is not Feng Qingcheng, the child has observed it."

So the couple breathed a sigh of relief again, and Feng Qingling said in her heart, "Although it's not that bastard like Feng Qingcheng, it's equally annoying!

Seeing that his son was dumbfounded, Concubine Mei couldn't help but speak up.

"Yu'er, take your seat soon."

Dongfang Moyu returned to his senses again, and smiled, "Well, Erchen understands. First Emperor, Qingcheng, talk later!"

Yun Haochen nodded, "Go."

While this was happening in the palace, there were people rushing over from outside the palace.

Of course, it was Fan Sisi who was long overdue.

Sitting in Fan Mansion's carriage outside the palace gate, he hurriedly got off the carriage and was about to rush in.

The guard stopped him: "Who are you?"

Fan Sisi got angry when he heard this, is this person new? She didn't even know the queen's niece?

"Bold! How dare you stop Miss Ben! This Miss is Fan Sisi, the eldest miss of Fan Mansion! The Queen's niece!"

Fan Sisi saw that the guard dared to stop her, and flames suddenly burst into flames, this guard simply didn't want to live!

The guard listened to what he said and took a closer look. Why is this Miss Fan getting weirder as she grows? And why is this strange smell so disgusting... vomit...

The guard didn't speak anymore, and directly distanced himself from her, "... ugh... let go... let go..."

When the guards in charge of opening the fence saw him like this, what happened to his head? Why did you vomit without eating this night?

Fan Sisi looked inexplicable, this guard was so dedicated to guarding the gate since he was uncomfortable, forget it! Miss Ben mercifully let him go! Entering the palace is the most important thing now.

Glancing at the head of the guard, he said arrogantly, "Hmph, if this lady has something to do tonight, I'll let you go first."

Carrying the skirt, he ran all the way into the palace gate.

As soon as they left, a few guards stepped forward and said, "Head! What's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Fan Sisi was gone, and he felt much more comfortable, "It's nothing...let's go back and stand..." He couldn't say that he was vomited by Miss Fan, right? Are these rumors still true? It turned out that the prince was really vomited by her!

But he didn't dare to say that a guard guarding the palace gate couldn't afford to offend the queen and the prime minister, so he had to stay away from this eldest lady in the future!

"You guys, remember that in the future, stay away when you see Miss Fan Mansion, don't get too close, do you hear me?"

"Yes!" Although I don't know what's going on, it should be very important to see how serious they are.

The Hall of Rites and Music has returned to calm, Dongfang Ao sees it almost, and it is time to open the table, and is preparing to give orders.

"Report back to the emperor! The minister and daughter have something to report!" Ouyang Qianqian was not reconciled! After standing for so long, I have to finish talking! She just wants to be beautiful!

Dongfang Ao took a look, why was she still standing, forget it, "Well, let's talk."

The people in the hall were very curious, what did Miss Ouyang want to say? Why are you so persistent?

Allure could not help but also became interested.

Ouyang Qianqian thought to herself, no one will come in and interrupt now, right? Hmph, I'll finish no matter who comes in.

Thinking of this, I simply walked out of my seat and stood in the middle of the hall to report, "Report to the emperor, the minister and daughter just saw..."