Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Today is the Grand Ceremony of the Silver King!

Feng Lingxue sat quietly in the seat, the king of silver face, she silently read the name in her heart and did not know it.

There were several young girls sitting around her, talking about the "king of silver face", and the girls immediately chatted excitedly.

--- Wow, since the birth of Yin Meng Wang Hengkong three years ago, it was like opening a hang. It was only a while ago that the pirates were leveled. Today, he was awarded the title of Jazz plus Honor.

--- Yeah, I heard that a week ago there was an explosion on Xishan Road. Two people were killed, a man and a woman. The man was Xuan Mu, the eldest son of the South King. snow!

--- I know this. Now who in Country A doesn't know about it, I did not expect Feng Lingxue to die like this.

--- Feng Lingxue is now used as a cosmetic specimen in those plastic surgery institutes. I heard that many women spend money to make Feng Lingxue look.

--- Don't you see one there?

The two girls squinted and looked at Xia Ye, meaning Xia Ye was also cosmetic.

--- She looks like she's whole.

--- Yes, my circle of friends saw a lot of cosmetic products, she looks the most like, so beautiful.

--- No, I also want to go to the whole, Feng Lingxue is so beautiful.

--- Stop talking! Look, the King of Silver Face is here!

Here comes the Silver King.

Listening to this, I don't know what happened, Xia Xun's heart jumped, her eyes have followed the past.

I saw in the center of the crowd in front, a bulletproof X luxury car entered the red carpet, and the rear window slowly slipped a little, revealing half a delicate and beautiful face.

Xuan Ying!

Xia Yan glanced at it. When she wanted to see it again, the luxury car galloped away and quickly disappeared into her sight.

"Silver King, say a few words."

"Ka-K-K-K," the flashes of the media followed, and there was a commotion at the scene.

Xia Xuan looked at the direction in which the luxury car disappeared, and suddenly felt a little pain on her right face.

She raised her small hand and stroked her right face.

Her hands were slippery and felt nothing, but she felt as if her face had been scratched by a knife, tearing pain.

What's up with her?

--- The King of Silver Noodles is gone, I really want to see him again.

--- Don't commit idiots. The big man like King of Silver Face standing in the center of power is not accessible to civilians like us. Let's live a good life.

...

The bus stopped and Xia Ling came to A University.

Instead of entering immediately, she turned into a barbershop.

"Miss, do you want a haircut?"

"Yes," Xia Min nodded, and she looked at her long waterfall-like hair, whispered softly, "help me cut it short."

Twenty minutes later, on the campus of University A.

"Mr. Xia Ye, are you here?" Asked the registered instructor.

At this moment a soft voice rang in my ear, "Teacher, I'm here."

The director of teaching and several classmates looked up and Xia Yue came over.

Xia Xun cut a long hair short and fell on the shoulder. The student's head, a few thin bangs on his forehead, pure black eyes, healthy red lips, like a beautiful water lotus, Pure and moving.

Today, she wore a mother's dress and a white down jacket with Mu Mou. She had black slim-fitting pants underneath, two long legs tight and slender, and a pair of small white shoes on her feet, which surprised all of them.

"Wow."

I don't know who was amazed, everyone looked at Xia Ye, forgetting the reaction.

"Cough," the director of the teachings reacted first, she said to her, "Summer Xia, come here, see which department you want to study?"

Xia Xuan walked freely, she looked at the list of subjects, and then picked up her pencil. "Teacher, I choose a fashion design."

She ticked behind "Fashion Design."

"Okay, classmate Xia, congratulations, you have officially become a student at the University of A." announced the director of teaching.

Xia Ling slowly evoked red lips, and now her little flowery face is full of youthful vigor and delicate collagen.

She is only 21 years old and everything is just beginning.

Feng Lingxue is dead.

She's just Xia Yun.

Xia Ling and Feng Lingxue are completely different.

Feng Lingxue has a stunning cold face, she does not like to laugh, and her eyes are full of pain and sorrow, while Xia Ling is standing in the sun, pure and beautiful, always with a sweet look of frowning eyes.

She began to be born again.

Everything is what she dreamed of, too beautiful.

...

Westbound Palace.

Vatican came to the door of the room and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Soon, a hasty, low-alcohol voice came in, "Come in."

Brahma pushed in.

The gorgeous morning light was refracted through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and Lu Yeming stood like a jade standing next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He squinted his eyes and buckled the silver button on the black suit.

A man with a face like a crown jade, even if a side face is delicate and flawless, the handmade version of the expensive suit has been ironed without any wrinkles. He is plated in a dazzling halo. A charming oil painting permeates the streets.

"Master, it's time to leave for the palace." Vatican whispered.

Lu Yeming gently lifted his handsome eyelids and opened his long legs. "Well, let's go."

Out of the door of the room, a maid hurried over, "Master, it's not good, Miss Ye is suddenly unwell and can't go to the palace with you."

Lu Yeming frowned slightly.

"Master, the original plan was for Miss Ye to go to the palace with you. What should I do now that Miss Ye is unwell?" Van Gate asked respectfully.

Lu Yeming glanced at Fanmen, then lifted his thin lips without emotion, "Go to pick up Jun Xiqing."

The Vatican door was stunned, is the master going to take Jun Xiqing to the palace?

This should be the best choice now.

The imperial palace is in danger, and Miss Jun San has always been smart and unparalleled, and can be a good assistant to the master.

but…

"Master, you treated her like that last night. I'm afraid she has resentment in her heart. It's bad for you in the palace. It's not good for you." Fan Men's doubts and concerns were expressed.

Lu Yeming pulled his leg down the stairs, and he said lightly, "No matter."

...

In a luxury car.

Jun Xiqing was sitting on the back seat, beside Lu Yeming, she did not look at him, but looked out the window.

Today Jun Xiqing wore a white gauze skirt, with a white cape on the outside, her long black hair was elegantly and smartly scattered, and a small white silk scarf was covered on the small face of large palms, revealing a pair of dusty water eyes Although she doesn't see the true appearance, she looks like a fairy in the sky.

Lu Yeming was dressed in a black suit with a white square scarf in his suit pocket, and his bangs on his forehead were pushed up, revealing his handsome face with a thin Huahua, and the indifferent air field overflowed with the condescending sense.

Vatican glanced at the two men through the rearview mirror, and he felt that the two men were incomparable, like a fate that could not be escaped.