The brocade-clothed boy frequently went to see the beautiful and proud Xiao Yun, but Xiao Yun didn't pay much attention to him, and played with his fingers in deep thought.

The boy in brocade couldn't help but be a little disappointed, his eyes turned around, and he turned to Huang Beiyue, who had just walked to the door, dressed in white like plain snow, cold and elegant.

Although the palm-sized little face is pale, it can't hide the beauty and elegance in the delicate facial features.

With a shock in his heart, the boy in brocade thought in surprise: This girl can't be the lord of Beiyue, right? I haven't seen you for a few years, but she looks so beautiful.

Among them, the fifteen-year-old Xiao Yun is the most beautiful, with a brocade dress of light rose-red folded magnolia flowers, a complicated Chaoyun bun in her hair, a hairpin with gold silk and beads, earrings with jade tassels, and a jade lock collar with Pisces sending good fortune on her chest.

The makeup is not thick, but with this luxurious outfit, it is bright and shiny, looking forward to Shenfei, plus the resounding name of the genius summoner that day, there is a kind of pure arrogance, it is simply a goddess in the minds of men.

Huang Beiyue and Xiao Yun, one is beautiful and refined, the other is dignified and gorgeous, and they are indeed different beauties.

It's just that Huang Beiyue is a waste, no matter how good-looking she looks, it's useless, a woman, still like Xiao Yun, has a taste.

The boy in brocade had already made up his mind in his heart, and when he looked at Huang Beiyue, he was a little sarcastic.

Huang Beiyue didn't give him half a look, walked straight to the front hall, found a seat next to the eldest lady Xiao Ling and sat down, without saying a word, as if no one in this room existed.

Xiao Yuanyuan's face was gloomy in an instant, and a look of disgust flashed on his face, but there was a distinguished guest, and it was not good to have a seizure, so he had to say apologetically to the fat middle-aged man.

"Let An Guogong smile, this is the little girl Beiyue."

The eyes of An Guogong who were so fat that they were about to squeeze into the flesh tried to open their eyes and look at Huang Beiyue widely, and laughed hehehe: "This is the county lord of Beiyue, and he really looks like a fairy like the eldest princess Huiwen back then!" ”

Duke An Guo is one of the most powerful figures in the Southern Wing Kingdom, his ancestors have accumulated virtue, and his descendants have also competed, and the title of Duke has been retained to this day.

Although this Duke An Guo is a big fat man, but his mind is delicate and cunning, since he inherited the title of Duke An Guo, he has scattered thousands of dollars to attract customers, and now the masters are like clouds, and there is even a nine-star intermediate summoner! The strength can be compared to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but unfortunately he does not have the strength to summon divine beasts.

The current prince of Anguo, that is, the boy in brocade, is nineteen years old and has reached the four-star advanced level, which is already a small achievement!

Hearing that such an inconspicuous waste in the family was praised by An Guogong, Aunt Qin laughed and said in a coquettish voice: "Yes, there is the beauty of the eldest princess, but there is no talent of the eldest princess, it's a pity!" ”

An Guogong laughed, his entire fat body was shaking, and he echoed and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

If this Beiyue County Lord Danfan has a little bit of strength, even if it is not as good as Xiao Yun, it is very good, after all, she not only has the prestige of the eldest princess behind her, but also the protection of the queen mother and the emperor.

Maybe the eldest princess is still alive, and it doesn't matter if she's a waste, but the eldest princess is dead, what's the use of this waste?

"Grandpa Guo, what you said just now ......" Xiao glanced at Huang Beiyue remotely and spoke slowly.