Everyone hurriedly opened a path and saw two guards carrying a soft couch over.
A little girl was sitting on top of it. Her face was pale and without a trace of blood. Who else could it be but Yan Qingcheng? !
Ding Wenrou followed behind the soft couch. Seeing that everyone was voluntarily giving way, she finally believed Yun Chujiu’s words. It seemed that Qingcheng wasn’t bragging. It was clear that this guy’s performance yesterday was very successful!
Hei Xinjiu insisted on coming over. Although Ding Wenrou didn’t know what kind of tricks this guy had up his sleeves, she couldn’t dissuade her. She could only find two guards to carry her and follow her.
As for Nangong Shi’s side, the situation had already stabilized. It wasn’t a big deal, so she wasn’t too worried.
Just as she was thinking about it, someone took the lead and started clapping. In an instant, the square was filled with thunderous applause.