"Me?!" Li Li met his gaze, his tone was innocent and ignorant, "Your Highness, what's wrong with the common people?!"
"you……"
Ming Lie pointed at her face, feeling so angry that he almost vomited blood, but couldn't say anything.
Looking at her masked face, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him looked very familiar.
That chin, those lips...and that proud posture!
The ugly girl who had thrown the divorce letter to him at Baili Villa flashed before Ming Lie's eyes, and an endless chill instantly ran down his back.
Could it be that...this boy is Bailili pretending to be?!
After the fire at Baili Villa, he also sent people to investigate. Because the fire destroyed everything, he could not be sure whether there were any survivors in the Baili family, let alone what happened that night.
Could it be said that she is not dead?!
Wasn't Bailili a waste back then? How could she become like this now? Has she been hiding her abilities and biding her time?!
Although Ming Lie looked familiar to her, he was still doubtful.
At that moment, he suppressed the anger in his chest and asked in a cold voice, "You are still wearing a mask when you enter the palace to meet the emperor. Are you deliberately looking down on the king, disrespecting the father, or do you have some secret that you can't tell anyone?!"
"Are you scolding me?!"
A voice as light as the moonlight sounded, neither high nor low.
There is not much emotion, but there is a sense of presence that cannot be ignored.
Everyone, including Mo Li, turned their eyes towards the place where the sound came from.
The man stood quietly at the entrance of the greenhouse, with silver hair hanging casually, a black mask covering his enchanting face, and his thin lips pursed into a proud straight line.
The mysterious robe is like ink, the silver hair is like snow, and the body is just two colors of black and white, which are in sharp contrast, but also incomparably harmonious.
In the cold wind, my clothes and hair fluttered lightly.
It's indescribably misty, endlessly bright, and the lanterns in the garden behind him, like flowers and jade trees, are just his foil.
It was none other than the Sixth Prince Mingyue.
"Yue'er!" Ming Yihui stood up in surprise, "Come to your father quickly!"
There were many women at his knees, but the one Ming Yihui felt most distressed about was Ming Yue.
Because of his strange body and strange temperament, the former Sixth Prince would never attend such palace banquets, and would certainly not appear on a full-moon night program like the Lantern Festival.
Today, he was unexpectedly out of character, and Ming Yihui, a father, was naturally very surprised.
"Sixth brother misunderstood, why should I scold you?" Minglie explained with a smile.
His father likes Ming Yue, and he has known for a long time that although he really does not like this so-called "Dragon God" sixth brother in his heart, Ming Lie will not show his unfriendliness towards Ming Yue in front of Ming Yihui.
When Li Qiye saw the bright moon, his heart tightened.
Today is the 15th, when the prince should be ill. How could he show up?!
At this time, Mingyue had also walked slowly into the greenhouse, ignoring Ming Yihui's invitation and Ming Lie who explained to him. He slowly took a step back and deliberately lowered his face to Mo Li.
"You just played the song "Moonlight"?!"
"Yes!" Li Li lowered his voice deliberately.
Her wrist tightened, and his hand had already grabbed her wrist.
"I want to listen!"
These three simple words were as domineering as his palms, with an air that could not be refused.
Did this guy recognize her?!
Li Qiye tried to pull away his palm. His fingers were warm and he didn't hold them too tightly, but he couldn't break free.