Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Bei Muqing rode into the city on horseback, and the two men sent by Mo Han to escort her followed behind her on horseback.

Miss Mu Qing, who had been waiting all day, finally appeared. Even though she still looked the same as when she went out during the day, too many people had already seen Mu Qing playing around in the mirage.

"Miss Mu Qing, do you still remember me?" A man suddenly came over.

There was no unnecessary expression on Beimu Qing's face, and she showed a cold look. She didn't even look at the young master, and she didn't speak.

"We all know that the so-called young master is Miss Mu Qing." The young master shouted: "That morning, the street was crowded with foxes, and the girl even took a fox home to raise."

Beimu listened and still didn't speak.

The two people standing next to them looked at the approaching young master and stretched out their swords to stop the young master's movements.

The young master failed to get closer. He turned around and looked at the crowd as if he was anxious: "Don't you all want to see Miss Mu Qing? This is Miss Mu Qing. She has clearly appeared in the mirage during the day."

"Yes, in the mirage during the day, Miss Mu Qing was also dressed like this, except that she didn't have a cloak and her silver hair wasn't pulled up."

Some people started to echo.

Bei Muqing is sitting on the horse, a mirage, what is that?

Countless men began to come out.

"As soon as I met her at Jieyulou, I fell in love with Miss Mu Qing from then on. Regardless of whether she is from Jieyulou or not, I hope I can dance with her again! I will have no regrets in my life."

"It is said that girls like foxes. If this is the case, then no matter when you see a fox in the future, no one will touch a hair on it."

Bei Muqing sat on the horse, holding the reins with both hands, her cloak still wrapped around her body. There were too many people blocking her way, and it was impossible to pass. She frowned and looked at the crowded crowd.

The people next to him didn't seem to expect such a thing to happen. One of them looked at Mu Qing.

"Miss Qing'er."

Beimu felt a little helpless when he heard this sentence.

Sure enough, the crowd became excited: "It is indeed Miss Mu Qing."

"Miss Mu Qing, can you dance one more time?"

"Miss Mu Qing, I am the son of the Right Prime Minister. I am willing to redeem my life for you. Will the girl be willing to marry into my Right Prime Minister's house?" Another young master shouted loudly, and his distinguished status made everyone else quiet.

Mu Qing couldn't help but turn her eyes to a good-looking young man with a tall figure, a face like a crown, and eyebrows like a sword.

Seeing that the girl who was thinking about him turned her eyes away, there was another surge next to her.

"The girl's beauty is extraordinary and unparalleled in the world. She should keep it at home and treasure it. Mr. Su is a well-known playboy in Chicheng. If Miss Mu Qing follows Mr. Su, then she will not be wronging Miss Mu Qing."

This Young Master Su is the son of the Right Prime Minister no matter what, he is born into a noble body, while Mu Qing is just a brothel girl, but now, in their eyes, it is this official son who has wronged this brothel girl! This is enough to understand this

Mu Qing held a lot of weight in their hearts.

Master Su's handsome face turned red after listening to the words of others, and he spoke in a hurried voice: "If Miss Mu Qing is willing to marry to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she will never set foot in a brothel again, let alone marry a second wife or take a concubine!"

"It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature, Mr. Su!"

Mu Qing just watched and listened without speaking.