Collection of Huaxia: Comments on the top ten emperors at the beginning

However, Liu Yang felt that escape was not a problem. Even if he exited the live broadcast room, netizens would definitely quarrel. They just transferred from the live broadcast room to other media platforms. At that time, it would be more and more fierce by public opinion.

Ying Moli paid the bill and came back, holding the change and the bill, her face full of joy.

"Sister Xiaoyue, Young Master Liu, this princess is back! Huh? Why are you acting weird..." Ying Moli noticed that the two of them were absent-minded, and seemed to be troubled by something.

Hong Xiaoyue told about the situation in the live broadcast room, and more than 600 million people quarreled because of inexplicable things.

Although Ying Moli didn't know live broadcasting, she didn't like other people's quarrels. Whenever there were eunuchs and maids arguing in Xianyang Palace, she would try to persuade them.

Facing the camera, Ying Moli put on the air of a princess and said arrogantly: "My lord ordered you to wait, don't quarrel! If you quarrel again, everyone will be beheaded!"

In the past in the palace, Ying Moli's trick was very effective. When the maids and eunuchs heard this, their legs became limp, and they kowtowed and bowed their heads, saying that they would not quarrel anymore.

For some reason, the audience in the barrage area was still arguing, with no sign of stopping.

[Hahaha, this princess really thinks of herself as a princess, and even gave orders. 】

[Licking dogs, the princess told you to stop arguing, and if you don't obey orders, be careful to cut off your heads! 】

[Who are you calling a licking dog, we are fans of the princess! 】

【You black fans, are you jealous of the beauty of the princess? 】

[Don't you think the princess is pretending?The live broadcast is still showing off the character design, it is obviously an actor. 】

【Princess, will you still broadcast live?I am your number one fan, and I still want to see you. 】

Ying Moli couldn't understand modern simplified Chinese characters, and Xiaozhuan was commonly used in the Qin Dynasty. Fortunately, Hong Xiaoyue was there to help translate.

With the help of Xiaoyue, Jasmine roughly understands what the netizens mean, but she is free and unrestrained in nature, so she doesn't care about the disputes and attacks of the netizens.

"My princess will go back to the Qin Dynasty the day after tomorrow, so I won't be broadcasting live again. Thank you for supporting Mr. Liu, and I pray that God wishes everyone well."

Afterwards, Jasmine covered the camera with her hands, and softly yelled for Hong Xiaoyue to end the live broadcast.

Xiaoyue wanted to end the live broadcast a long time ago, seeing so many netizens arguing, it was annoying to death.

When the button is turned off, the live broadcast room will prompt "The host has exited the live broadcast room", so the world is finally quiet.

Liu Yangben also wanted to clarify something in the live broadcast. After all, he was the host of the national team. He was afraid that network disturbance would affect his job.

After a day of exhaustion, exhausted, he beat his back and Liu Yang led the two beauties to go back.

A shopping mall, a public road outside the venue, close to nine o'clock at night, sparsely populated, quiet and safe.

Hong Xiaoyue and Ying Moli were waiting on the road, while Liu Yang went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and they would be picked up at the intersection to go home together.

While waiting, Xiaoyue noticed that Jasmine seemed very happy, the golden light from the street lamp fell on her delicate facial features, revealing a sense of joy, her cherry lips parted and hummed a song.

The ballads are a bit special, with a melodious and catchy voice, and the main idea of ​​the lyrics seems to be praising the working people in ancient times.

"Jasmine, you can hum a really nice song, what kind of song is it?"

"Huh? I don't know. I learned it from the ladies in the palace. They love to hum since they were young."

"Really? It sounds so good. You seem to be very interested in singing?"

"Singing?" Ying Moli couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling, as if she had thought of something interesting.

Later she said that she thought of her father, Huang Yingzheng.

Qin Shihuang liked ballads, and would often invite musicians to play and sing in the palace, but he didn't like Jasmine's singing.It's not that she can't sing well, but that she likes to sing when Ying Zheng annotates silk memorials, and he said that her voice disturbed him and made him unmotivated to work.

Jasmine let out a chuckle: "Father looks really cute. He is obviously very angry, but he is not willing to lose his temper with me."

"Your father loves you..."

"Really? Everyone says that the father only favors the elder brother Fusu, does he love me too?"

"Yeah, because I love you, I don't want to lose my temper with you."

"So that's how it is. I'll share half of it with my father when I bring the Coke back." Ying Moli held a bag of Coke cans in her hand, all of which she wanted to bring back to Qin Dynasty.

But at this time, a group of uninvited guests approached quietly.

"Hey, you two beauties, why don't you go home this big night? How about drinking with your buddies?"

They were three men with strange hairstyles, tattooed ear studs, and punk black clothes. They seemed to be bad local youths.

Seeing them, Ying Moli was terrified, and couldn't help taking half a step back, like a little rabbit meeting a wolf.

As an older sister, Hong Xiaoyue naturally wouldn't panic. She used to encounter these things occasionally when she was a student, and she has considerable experience in dealing with them.

Holding the mobile phone, Xiaoyue warned: "Who are you guys? Don't come near us, or I'll call the police!"

A bald man teased: "This beauty is very aggressive, she has a personality, she is my favorite type!"

The man with blue instant noodle hair said: "Then this other girl is mine, she's pure and cute, she's a fresh graduate, right?"

When the blue-haired man spoke, he even raised his hands!He stretched out his hands to Ying Moli's fragrant shoulders, as if he wanted to take advantage of it!
Hong Xiaoyue grabbed the handbag and slapped the green-haired man's hand violently, and with one slap, the other's hand was thrown away.

"Hey, it hurts to death!" The back of the blue-haired man's hand was swollen and painful, and he couldn't help shouting, "You woman is too cruel, don't shame you!"

The No.3 man is a muscular man with a height of 1.9 meters. He said in a rough voice: "You two, stop dawdling here, and take the two women away. It will be difficult for someone to come later."

"That's right!" The green-haired man and the bald man looked at each other, nodded, and were about to strike.

Hong Xiaoyue had already called the police, but she didn't have time to call the police because the three men all stepped forward to hold them down!
Xiaoyue waved her handbag and slapped it wildly, shouting at the same time: "My husband will be here soon! Get out of here quickly, my husband knows that he will beat you to death."

Bald man: "Oh, this big beauty has a husband? Is it a wife!"

Green-haired man: "It's okay to get married at such a young age, men love this too!"

Muscular man: "Catch this married old woman first! She's too noisy!"

The three men rushed forward, with greedy and ugly faces. Although Hong Xiaoyue resisted fiercely, how could a weak girl be able to resist, her wrist quickly pinned down the bald man, unable to move.

"Beauty, stop struggling!" the bald man laughed.

"Let go of Sister Xiaoyue!"