Chapter 1394: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 264
Yue Qingyun raised her fingers, pointed in the direction of Nangong Xuan, and then smiled sweetly after making a move to silence: "I already know what Murong Yanran wants to do."
Then he put his lips to Lingwu's ear, and smiled and said the conclusion he had just made.
Lingwu heard the smile in her eyes getting stronger and stronger when she heard it.
After Yue Qingyun finished speaking, she couldn't help but frown and sighed: "Only a madman like Murong Yanran can think of such revenge, and only you, a ghost, can guess her thoughts."
Yue Qingyun's eyes suddenly smiled into a crescent moon: "You said it wrong. If we hadn't accidentally seen the key, I'm afraid even if she wouldn't have thought that what she wanted was like."
He glanced at Nangong Xuan: "If this thing is really as I thought, I'm afraid we don't have to look for it at that time, that person will appear soon, so..."
"So now, no matter what we know or guess, we can't tell Nangong Xuan to listen."
Ling Wu was in a happy mood and took Yue Qingyun's words straight over, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, with Murong Yanran's eyes, you would have seen clues from Nangong Xuan."
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"Miss Lingwu, Miss Yue, Queen Moon, please come to the hall immediately and discuss important matters!"
Hearing the report from the maid outside the door, Yue Qingyun and Ling Wu were playing chess, and at the same time stood up and smiled.
Yue Qingyun clasped her hands and said, "Thank God, what should be here finally came, otherwise I will be sick if I get sick if I get longer."
This was discussed with them by Nangong Xuan’s mother and she early in the morning. As long as Murong Yanran arrives at the palace, she will immediately send someone to notify them.
After saying that, Yue Qingyun quickly walked to the front of the mirror and looked at her pretty face, then smiled at Ling Wu, "How is it? Is there any place that needs some makeup?"
Ling Wu glanced at Yue Qingyun helplessly, shook her head and walked away without saying a word.
Yue Qingyun immediately pouted her lips slightly, and regardless of whether Ling Wu was waiting for her, she turned around and raised her hand to gently brush her forehead and temples.