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“Yue’er, don’t be rude!” Nangong Zhiyun was afraid that her daughter would offend these people, so she quickly came forward and pulled Mu Wanyue back. She apologized carefully and said to the steward of the Nangong family, “I’m sorry to trouble you to bring people to pick us up!’

The person in charge took a deep look at Mu Wanyue and nodded with an arrogant smile. Although he was only a servant of the Nangong Family, his bearing and demeanor were extremely extraordinary. He smiled at the City Lord of Luobei City who followed behind him again and raised his hand reservedly. “City Lord Mu and City Lord’s wife, l i m here on the orders of the Fifth Elder to pick up the City Lord, Madam, and Miss. Please follow me into the carriage!’

A group of people walked past Beiting Huang and were about to board the five luxurious carriages. Beiting Huang looked up slightly and saw that the girl at the back was still so gentle. She walked with her head lowered and was especially careful. In her memory, she was also so gentle. She followed behind her and called out, “Ninth Young Master, Ninth Young Master.” No matter what happened, this thin body would stand in front of her.

It was her body’s fiancée, Mu Qingling!

Qingling, we finally meet again!

Beiting Huang stared at her deeply. During Luo Beicheng’s lonely and helpless years, there was still this girl who had suffered with her!

In the half a year that they had not seen each other, what she thought of the most was the girl who stayed in Luobei City. She was afraid that she would be bullied and abused in Luobei City.

Mu Qingling sensed something and tilted her head slightly to look at Beiting Huang. She only saw a young man in a black cloak revealing his exquisite chin. He looked like a crescent moon, as if he was carved from the best jade. She couldn’t help but mutter in her heart, “Who is that young man who is so elegant?”

“Hold on!”

An arrogant voice rang out and everyone at the griffin dock looked in the direction of the voice. Beside the Nangong family’s carriage, Mu Wanyue, who was wearing a fiery red dress, stopped Mu Qingling. She raised her chin high and did not hide her disdainful gaze. She glanced at Mu Qingling from the corner of her eyes and said mockingly, “This is the Nangong family’s carriage. What right do you have to ride it?”

Mu Qingling raised her head in shock. Her palm-sized face had already begun to look worried. At this moment, everyone could see her appearance clearly.

She was wearing a white gauze dress with a little patch on the cuff. Compared to Mu Wanyue, who was wearing a luxurious red dress, in terms of looks, one was clearly a noble lady and the other was a servant.

Beiting Huang clenched his fists tightly. Mu Wanyue, if you really want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish!

Mu Qingling looked at Mu Wanyue’s face in disbelief. She did not expect Mu

Wanyue to stop her from getting into the carriage in front of so many people.

She could not help but feel troubled. She turned around and said to her father, Mu Lifeng, who was climbing into the carriage, “Father, how do I enter the city?”

Mu Lifeng was put in an extremely difficult position. He glanced at his wife beside him. Seeing that Nangong Zhiyun was ignoring his gaze, he could only say, “Qingling, why don’t you walk into the city first? When you reach Xuanyuan City, Father will think of a way to find you.”

“Hmph, aren’t you the unmarried wife of the ninth young master of the

Beiting Family? Hehe, how does it feel to be a useless fiancée? Why didn’t the Beiting Family send a carriage to pick you up…”

Mu Wanyue’s mouth was like a machine gun as it chattered non-stop. At this moment, a luxurious flying carriage flew out of the city and landed in this direction. Before Mu Wanyue could finish speaking, that incomparably luxurious carriage suddenly crashed into the carriage in front of her..