C563 crushed palm

This night, Wei Qing's mood was complicated, she was not in the mood to do anything.

Mo Qi only thought that she might have once again thought of Xiao Qingqian, or perhaps was worried that the King Jinyang was conspiring against him.

"Eldest Miss, don't worry. There's an old master in Beijing! "

Wei Qing pursed her lips and looked at her, wanting to say something