My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: Five hundred and twelfth

Chapter 2066 3.512 Palace Lord’s Invitation

No vision!

Too lazy to talk to you guys!

It was a waste of her saliva.

Qiao Mu took another sip of tea. The group was about to get up and leave when they saw a middle-aged Wensheng-like man walking into the door of the teahouse.

As soon as he came in, he arched his hands at the crowd and said with a smile, "You guys, the top college teachers and students who won the third place in the college qualifying competition? The palace owner would like to invite you, and I hope to appreciate it."

Molin and his party looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Uncle De, what are you asking them to do." Fairy Lingfei was vomiting blood with anger, and she had to walk into the restaurant again when she heard the sound.

She has been making embarrassments ever since she met the group of people with facial paralysis, and all kinds of embarrassment made her feel uncomfortable.

But now, the master and the palace lord actually said that they would invite such a group of buns to the palace lord's house in Shuntian for a banquet?

Why!

Fairy Lingfei's face hung upside down with anger, staring at Qiao Mu coldly.

The paralyzed face is certainly hateful, but the men around the paralyzed face are probably blind!

She is such a beautiful woman, she can't even get them in the eye?

Can Geng Pengcheng wait?

As soon as they entered the Shuntian Mansion City, Geng Pengcheng couldn't wait to invite them to the Mansion?

Qiao Mu felt that he had fought against the Palace Master of Shuntian Mansion several times in secret, and he couldn't help but feel bored.

She knew exactly what Shuntian Mansion intended.

"Jojo, if you don't want to go, then don't deal with them." Moline raised her hand to hold the little guy's hand, and whispered.

A small palace lord of Shuntian Mansion, could it be impossible.

Qiao Mu shook his head, "Go and see."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but sneer when he thought of the various good things that Shuntian Mansion had done.

Prince Mo told her before that in the process of searching for Fan Gu and Fan Qiu Hehun, she did not find any substantive useful things.

It must have been touched by someone.

But it doesn’t matter if you can’t find it.

Because Qiao Mu knows very well, this matter must be inseparable from Palace Chief Geng Pengcheng of Shuntian Mansion.

Seeing Qiaomu's answer, the middle-aged scribes who came to invite them seemed relieved, and said with a smile, "That's great, please, please. Today, in the main mansion, several people have been invited Young heroes descended from the mainland of China. You are the same age, so you might as well make friends."

In the eyes of the middle-aged scribes, it is naturally the envy of everyone to be able to make friends with the sons and ladies of China.

It's a pity~IndoMTL.com~Qiao Mu's expression was cold, and he glanced at him, got up and went out hand in hand with Mo Lin.

"Such a dilapidated carriage, did you come to pick us up?" Qiao Mu dismissed a sentence, and cast a cold look at the middle-aged scribe, "Since the lord of your palace is not sincerely inviting the appointment, please go back! "

"Ah, wait!" Seeing the little face paralyzed holding the Mo Yi man's arm, he turned and left. The middle-aged scribes couldn't help but feel a little anxious!

This little guy doesn't follow the routine at all! I had promised to follow him to the City Lord's Mansion before. How to walk from the door to the door, in a short moment, this attitude completely changed completely!

"City Lord, sincerely invite you!"

What's wrong with this carriage? Why do you neglect them!

The middle-aged scribes just want to howl in my heart! Women's minds are really fickle.

Qiao Mu's eyes were not warm at all, he glanced at the middle-aged scribe, and hummed "Broken!"

(End of this chapter)