The next day, Ji Yue dressed up as soon as she got up, put on a beautiful dress, and put on a big fur coat outside, which was pretty, elegant, noble, and unparalleled.

She was in a carriage and took a team of imperial guards out of the palace. The weather was beautiful and the wind was beautiful.

The group soon arrived at the destination. In fact, it was not far from the palace and was also in the inner city. The plaque of Wu Mansion at the door was shining golden, which was very conspicuous.

Wu Tong came out to greet him personally after hearing the news, "Sister, you are here, you look very energetic today."

He smiled and looked in a good mood.

The first time I felt like home, I was very busy and hard, but I saw the house turn into what I like, and it felt good.

He enjoyed the process!

Jiyue raised her chin and smiled proudly, "Don't you praise me for being beautiful?"

Just as Wu Tong was about to say something, a clear voice came from behind, "You are very beautiful today, you are the number one beauty of Tianyou."

It was Nangong Hanxi, and he came too.

Jiyue didn't have to look back, and she knew who it was. She smiled sweetly, "I love to hear these words."

"Hahaha." Nangong Hanxi jumped down and stood happily beside Jiyue, asking about her well-being, and caring for her.

Wu Tong looked at them talking and laughing, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. Their relationship was so good.

He subconsciously looked behind Jiyue. Banqiu was wearing very beautifully today, and the light green dress made her feel a little softer.

Banqiu's face turned red, his head lowered, revealing a piece of pink neck, which was so beautiful that Wu Tong couldn't help but look at it.

Nangong Hanxi held Jiyue's hand and stepped into the gate of the Wu Mansion. As soon as he entered, a slender figure came over.

"Jiyue, why don't you wear one more piece of clothing? Is it cold? Put it on for you."

Ziyi Hou pulled off the scarf around her neck and wanted to wrap Jiyue.

He only saw Mu Jiyue in his eyes, and ignored Nangong Hanxi on the side.

Nangong Hanxi was so upset that he jumped out to argue with him again.

"My house is naturally taken care of by me, so you won't have to worry about it."

Why do I always see this guy? I really want to kick him to the end of the sea.

Ziyi Hou touched Jiyue's little hand naturally, "I like to take care of her. Her hands are so cold, why don't you bring a small hand stove?"

Nangong Hanxi slapped his hand away. Damn it, he actually grabbed Jiyue's little hand with him, shameless.

"I'll cover her hands, and I don't need a small hand stove. I'm warmer than a hand stove."

The Ziyi Hou mocked him very bluntly, "Nangong Hanxi, you are so thick-skinned."

Nangong Hanxi fought back bluntly, "You are not much better."

The two fought against each other, and neither of them allowed anyone to watch. Ji Yue smiled and had no intention of reconciliation.

Quarrels are also a way of communication.

Wu Tong's head hurts after being quarreled, and he can't help but interrupt, "Can you give me some face and stop arguing again?"

Only then did Nangong Hanxi realize that he was rude and quarreling at someone else's banquet was too disrespectful to the master.

However, you cannot admit defeat.

"For the sake of Mr. Wu Tong, I won't argue with you today."

The purple-yi Hou Junmei raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "I don't care about children."

He was calm and composed. In contrast, Nangong Hanxi was very irritable, "Who is a child? You are a child! A long-term child."

He was like a furious kitten, and Jiyue couldn't help laughing, "You have a good relationship, the rhythm of love and killing each other."

"..." The two men twitched their lips, looked at each other, and immediately turned their heads in disgust.

A slightly cool voice sounded, "Princess, long time no see."

It is Murong Yi, Murong Qingqing's father, the former owner of Qingquan Villa, the martial arts leader, and well, the former leader.

Ji Yue's reserved slightly jaw, "Yeah."

Unattainable, arrogant and noble, this is the real princess.

The Murong family looked at Mu Jiyue with a complicated expression. This treacherous and cruel woman was also a barrier to their glory and wealth.

Only by getting rid of her can Wu Tong have the chance to take office and they can ascend to heaven.

Seeing them watching fuckingly, Nangong Hanxi frowned, looked unhappy, and shouted coldly, "Why don't you treat the noble person when you see him?"

Even if you have good friends, you should salute each other when you meet.

They were so happy that they didn't even polite. What does it mean?

Is it a warning?

The purple-yi Hou Liangliang's voice sounded, "Maybe I won't be able to salute, after all, it comes from the world."

If you dare to neglect Mu Jiyue, don’t blame him for being rude.

The Murong family has dressed up very well today, one more grander than the other.

Murong Yi and Murong Wu, the father and son, were dressed in gorgeous clothes, golden crowns and jade, and were dressed like nobles.

However, too much is too little, and they don’t know how the nobles dress up, so they put all the good things on their bodies, which is a bit inappropriate.

As for Murong Qingqing, it was even more ridiculous. She was dressed in white and looked like a lotus appeared in clear water.

Although she is very suitable for wearing white clothes, she is also drunk when wearing white clothes on this festive occasion and does not shy away from it at all.

She was unhappy on the spot, "What does this mean?"

Jiyue gave them a good explanation, "You don't understand the rules and the superiority. Oh, you are wearing white clothes, who are you filial to? Who is your family dead? Is it so unlucky? No one told you that people who have funerals cannot come to visit? That will bring bad luck to others."

Murong Qingqing was completely disheveled, and her whole body was shaking in anger, "Why am I a mourning clothes? You have a problem with your eyes. This is a white clothes, which is two different things."

Is there a plum blossom embroidered on the white clothes? Are you blind?

Jiyue believes that it is a filial piety dress, which is a filial piety dress and does not accept other statements.

"If you want to be pretty and be filial, you will be very hard-working to seduce men."

"You..." Murong Qingqing was very disappointed and his face turned red.

She shouldn't have come, but she still came. How could such a good opportunity be missed?

Wu Tong frowned and was embarrassed.

Logically speaking, these two people should not be allowed to meet on the same occasion, but at this time, you must not invite a master, right?

But it would be even more wrong without Mu Jiyue!

Murong Yi coughed and showed a humiliation, "Princess, please forgive me. We are indeed rough people, we don't understand the rules and do not know how to treat politeness. Please forgive me for any rudeness."

He gave a big gift, his posture was very humble, but Ji Yue looked at him coldly and did not scream.

Murong Yi was frozen on the spot, making him even more embarrassed.

Wu Tong felt very uncomfortable and was a little annoyed, and was too disrespectful to him, "Jiyue."
Chapter completed!