Xuanyuan Jing shrugged his shoulders, looking gloating, and said, "It's really pitiful." ”

Xuanyuan Yangyue, who was dancing vigorously in mid-air, had an extremely bright smile on her face, and her crystal beautiful eyes had been tightly locked on Xuanyuan Yu's body.

In her eyes, except for Xuanyuan Yu, there was no room for anyone at all.

However, at this very time.

"Thorn-"

The thousand feather clothes on Xuanyuan Yangyue's body, on the shoulders, back, and waist, there were a total of thirteen places, and the sewn gold thread suddenly broke, and the dazzling gorgeous clothes like a golden phoenix fell off her body in an instant.

Under the extremely surprised gaze of everyone, in the center of the Peony Garden, the first beauty in the royal capital, who had been in office for three consecutive years, completely fell off her coat, revealing a graceful figure, and she was only wearing a **** inside, and a large area of her skin was exposed.

Xuanyuan Yangyue was stunned.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and stopped her body, with a look of horror on her face, and a sharp cry resounded throughout the Peony Garden.

What's going on?

How do clothes get broken?

It's impossible!

The clothes are all made by Jingying herself, and all her clothes and costumes are made by Jingying!

In a panic, she was whirling in mid-air, and the golden formation under her feet could not be maintained, and the whole person fell straight from mid-air to the ground.

What's even more unfortunate is that she landed face on the ground and fell straight among the peony flowers.

Vine spikes pierced her body, and jagged leaves cut through the tender skin of her face.

Hurt!

It hurts!

But she couldn't scream anymore, and if she continued to make noise, it would only be even more embarrassing!

Finished.

With such a big embarrassment, it is impossible for the gold medal of the first beauty in the royal capital to fall into her hands this year!

Xuanyuan Yangyue was covered with scars, his face was pale, and the whole person was depressed like he had never been.

Soon, a palace maid rushed up, helped her out of the peony bushes, and wrapped her body in a wide robe.

Xuanyuan Yangyue's arms clutched the robe on her body, her head bowed slightly, her teeth clenched at her lip, and blood was already spilling out of her lower lip.

She was shaking, trembling uncontrollably.

In her Xuanyuan Yangyue's life, she has never lost such a big person!

The ladies of the princely and aristocratic families, who had once been ashamed of themselves when they saw her, looked at her with great contempt at the moment, as if she were a large piece of garbage.

"Hey, look at her embarrassed look."

"That's right, I used to be proud like a phoenix in front of us, but now I'm not down like a pheasant."

"What is she dragging on, isn't there a regent father, I really think that I am more expensive than the princess."

"Look at her impatient appearance, in front of so many people, she began to take off, is she eager to climb into the bed of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately."

"Hehe, I think it must be like this, she's no different from the striptease rotten thing in the women's branch."

……

……

In the crowd, the voices came one after another into Xuanyuan Yangyue's ears.

She was so angry in her heart, she couldn't wait to tear up those women who were secretly chewing the root of her tongue one by one.

But—she couldn't do anything now.