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397.【Battle of Leisurely Pavilion】7

Qingyou suddenly fell silent and turned a little pale.

"Mom, don't blame sister, she, she is just..." Qingya, who was opposite Qingyou, spoke to protect her sister, but she couldn't explain why.

The girl in green clothes beside Qingyou had a trace of sadness and loss on her face.

"What is she? Don't think I don't know. She has been thinking about letting Fei'er live in the future, but Ning'er is back now. She is the direct child of the orthodox eldest daughter of my Shengyue family. Who is better than her?

Are you qualified to live in Youran Pavilion?" Qiu Taijun's face was more serious than ever before, and he was so full of doubts that everyone in the hall did not dare to speak.

"Grandma, don't blame mother. It's just mother's wishful thinking. Fei'er knows her identity. Fei'er has never thought of living in Youran Pavilion." After a long silence, a tender voice sounded, breaking the deadlock. Beautiful

The girl's soft voice melted away Qiu Taijun's toughness, but he didn't notice her biting the corner of her mouth against her will.

"Fei'er is still reasonable. I'm not saying that you elders always give your own ideas to your children. I know Fei'er is good. Over the years, Fei'er has been the most sympathetic to me. But Youran Pavilion was once personally sealed by the late emperor.

It's for Youran. At that time, Youran had to be a woman to get the Youran Pavilion built by the emperor himself. Therefore, not just anyone can live in it. Ning'er is different. She is your eldest sister's biological daughter.

Therefore, I think there is no one more suitable than her to live in Youran Pavilion." Although Qiu Taijun's tone softened a bit as he spoke, there was still no room for concession in his words.

In the entire lobby, the originally harmonious atmosphere became extremely solemn.

Mu Xianning was confused after hearing this. After glancing at the small movements at the corner of Yue Feier's mouth, Mu Xianning had some idea.

Come to think of it, the boudoir of the eldest daughter of the Shengyue family is a popular place. Even Yue Feier couldn't find the right place to go there, but she actually did such a good thing as soon as she came?

Although she was relieved to think about it, she didn't want to make other people dissatisfied and get into trouble as soon as she entered this big mansion.

"Grandma, I just have a place to live. I have never thought about living in my mother's boudoir." Mu Xianning said softly and leisurely as no one else had any room to speak.

This time, Qiu Taijun fell silent and thought for a moment, "No one has lived in your mother's boudoir for twenty years. I think your mother will be happy if you live in it. Go ahead and don't refuse."

No one is more qualified to live in it than you." Qiu Taijun said a little tiredly and seemed a little sad.

Mu Xianning looked at the sad old man, and felt inexplicably sad in her heart. No matter what, she couldn't live in it today, "Grandma, although it is the queen's boudoir, it was given by the late emperor as the first daughter of the Haotian Kingdom.

It belongs to the general's mother, so I am not strong enough to live in it today." Mu Xianning's righteous words made Qiu Taijun look at her and fell into deep thought.

"I heard that one month after entering Doutian Academy, there will be an arena exam. If I can get some results, I think I will be qualified to live in my mother's boudoir." Mu Xianning's eyes were full of determination, and Princess Qingyue remembered it.

She had some respect for that strong woman who was not even afraid of death, but that woman's biological daughter was dead. How could she, the person who borrowed someone's body, have the nerve to live in her mother's boudoir?

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