The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 832 Give Young Master Qianhua to Me
Oi! I am an article!
Yuya silently bit his lips and curses inwardly, Acheng is completely useless, the woman is just using a little trick and he is already deceived, completely useless.
Finished after cursing, Yuya retorted reluctantly: “Men like Acheng certainly do not have the ability to fight, if you guys can command it then it cannot be said as an ability.”
Oi! I am an article!
“Hey, little girl, are you still dissatisfied?” Qiushui looked at the look on Yuya's face that still looked stubborn, the sneer in his eyes became a little deeper.
“True, you see, Young Master Qianhua has already come, if you guys have the ability to make Young Master Qianhua do the same, then I won't say anything more.”
Yuya said as he pointed towards Su Qianhua who was admiring the willow tree in front of the lake pavilion, Yuya said silently inwardly, Young Master Qianhua is not only smart but also wise, Yuya said silently, he is very interested in beautiful things and pursues perfection over everything. If these women dared to challenge, then it would definitely not enter into the sight of Young Master Qianhua.
When the few women turned their eyes to Su Qianhua, they exclaimed almost at the same time.
Oi! I am an article!
Near the lake pavilion, Su Qianhua wore colorful clothes that fluttered from the wind. The beauty of her face was as beautiful as the Gods, it could almost leave everyone who saw her spellbound, as if no matter how beautiful the language, how beautiful the paintings in the world, were, it was all also difficult to describe her current beauty. At this moment, Su Qianhua was gazing into the distance, her pair of eyes were so beautiful, looking radiant and making others stunned.
“The person is Young Master Qianhua?”
“Unexpectedly other than Prince Ping, there is still this handsome guy here?”
“Wow, it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful man.”
A few people looked towards Su Qianhua in the distance, each of them making different exclamations.
Yuya who was on the other side felt a little proud, he ruffled his waist and said: “Yes, he is Young Master Qianhua, compared to Acheng, Young Master Qianhua is a man of high taste, he is a man of high taste, do you feel you can lure him?”
Honestly speaking, even though Qiuxue had managed to lure Acheng away, but towards this Su Qianhua who was in front of her eyes, she was not at all sure. Because Qiuxue felt that the man even had a more charming face than her, from his appearance alone it could also be seen that he was a man who held enough perfection. Qiuxue felt the way she used on Acheng would be of no use to the man at all.
When the others were silent not speaking, the youngest Qiushui raised his eyebrows excitedly instead, he then said with great joy: “Give Young Master Qianhua to me only, I advance!”
Qiuping who had a relatively calm demeanor instantly shouted at that moment: “Qiushui, stop making trouble, that person is Su Qianhua, he it is not an ordinary person.” Yes, if Ji Xingfeng was the number one person in Pingzhou, then the second rank was none other than Su Qianhua.
Qiu Shui heard Qiuping's nagging, at that very instant he said with a slight dissatisfaction: “Kak, do you not believe me?”
“I...” Seeing his sister complaining, Qiuping did not know how to answer. Although Qiushui was the most popular person among the four of them in the Qihong brothel because he was young, could be impoverished and knew how to please customers, but… Qiuping at this moment felt that Su Qianhua was different from their customers.
“Already, Brother don't need to talk anymore. I can't let this little servant underestimate me, isn't that just Su Qianhua? I can't believe he'll get out of my grasp.”
Finished speaking, Qiushui then moved her waist, using her most confident and beautiful side, she walked over slowly towards Su Qianhua.
A gentle breeze blew, a willow tree swung about, a willow leaf in front that moved as it blew in the wind was already like a graceful young girl, the girl was standing straight and so charming in the midst of the spring breeze, the girl slightly flicked her soft hair, a face as soft as silk made people dream of her.
