Shangguan Mo laughed twice and said, "Are you interested in hearing a story?"
"No!" Jiao Xiaoliu said coldly. Ever since this commoner scholar came in, she also had a bad feeling.
"What are you afraid of?" Murong Qing said coolly, she wished Jiao Xiaoliu had some excuse.
Gentleman Shangguan Mo bowed down to Murong Qing to express his gratitude, "Since Concubine Murong wants to hear it, then I'd rather be respectful than obey her orders!"
Jiao Xiaoliu was so angry in her heart, "I don't want to hear it yet, I'm leaving!"
"The heroine is gone, how can I continue telling this story?" Shangguan Mo sighed, "It seems that Miss Jiao is really scared, so I'll just stop telling you..." Speaking of this, if Jiao
Xiaoliu didn't let him talk, which seemed like she really had something shameful to do. "Okay, tell me!"
Feng Qianchen held Jiao Xiaoliu's hand tightly, "Fool, don't be afraid, I'm here..." Jiao Xiaoliu looked up at Feng Qianchen's perfect profile like a knife and smiled bitterly, and retorted the hardest,
"When have I ever been afraid..."
"Eleven years ago, I wonder if the emperor has ever heard of Qingguo's 'Fengming Villa'?" Shangguan Mo smiled extremely treacherously, and Feng Ruixuan stared at the person kneeling on the ground with his electric eyes, "The prince doesn't know how.
Tell me, this Xu Qing is the descendant of Fengming Villa back then, right?"
Shangguan Mo nodded, "This Mr. Xu Qing and Mr. Xu are really the descendants of 'Fengming Villa'." He paused, "Back then, 'Fengming Villa' and your country owned the 'Wind-Severing Sword' Sima Rui
Does the emperor know about a family marriage?"
Jiao Xiaoliu's heart tightened, and the ghost-faced man's voice flashed in his mind, "Have you forgotten that you should have a fiancé?"
"Everyone knows about this, but later the Sima family was wiped out for unknown reasons, and half a year later, Fengming Villa gradually retreated from the world..." Feng Ruixuan calmly stated everything he heard back then, but he couldn't bear it in his heart.
I can't help but deduce the reason why Shangguan Mo said this.
Shangguan Mo smiled and said, "Actually, there were still descendants of the Sima family back then..." Shangguan Mo stopped at this point and stared straight at Jiao Xiaoliu. "Miss Sima, I don't know if what I said is true.
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Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't help but rolled her eyes. She had been worried for so long, but it turned out to be this. She spread her hands and said, "I'm sorry, Shangguan Mo, your y is limited to this. I am not some Sima girl, I am Jiao Xiaoliu!"
At this time, the civilian scholar who had been kneeling suddenly stood up, changed his submissive attitude and approached Jiao Xiaoliu step by step, "Are you really not Sima Ruochen?"
If Jiao Xiaoliu would be frightened like this, she would have died countless times, with a signature evil smile on her face, "I, Jiao Xiaoliu, a female classmate, can't be called a gentleman, but I can definitely
I won’t do anything anonymous. My father gave me the name Jiao Xiaoliu. As for the Sima Ruochen you mentioned, I really don’t know him."
Xu Qing's eyes stared at Jiao Xiaoliu's eyes for a moment, making Jiao Xiaoliu feel in a trance for a moment, "Do you dare to say again that you are not Sima Ruochen?"
Jiao Xiaoliu's eyes were a little distracted. Who was she? A voice in her heart kept reminding herself, "You are Sima Ruochen, you are Sima Ruochen..."
