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23. Chapter 23 Do you have something to tell me?

"My daughter has shown her ugliness." Immediately, there was thunderous applause.

Bai Ning looked at Feng Qianchen's position proudly, but was frozen there. Feng Qianchen's eyes never left Jiao Xiaoliu from beginning to end.

"Bai Ning's dance is indeed a masterpiece." Feng Ruixuan said while applauding: "As expected of the seventh princess recognized by the queen, she is worthy of the seventh prince. Hahaha..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes focused on Feng Qianchen and Jiao Xiaoliu again. Feng Qianchen stood up suddenly after hearing the words, and was about to defend himself, but was pulled back by Jiao Xiaoliu.

Jiao Xiaoliu stood up slowly and approached Bai Ning slowly. Jiao Xiaoliu took a step forward, and Bai Ning took a step back. When Jiao Xiaoliu reached the original position where Bai Ning was waiting, Bai Ning had already retreated to where he was dancing with her just now.

Beside the woman, her feet softened and she almost fell.

Everyone started talking about it.

Jiao Xiaoliu stood in the middle of the hall, stopped, looked around with a wicked smile, and thought to himself, "Want to watch the fun? I will let you watch as much as you want, girl."

Feng Ruixuan stopped the Queen who was about to speak, looking like she was watching a good show.

Feng Qianchen had no intention of stopping him at all. Instead, he poured himself a glass of tribute wine and tasted it slowly, just because Jiao Xiaoliu just said, "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it."

Seeing that familiar smile, Mo Lan also picked up a glass of wine. He got closer to Mo Yu and whispered, "Brother, there is a good show to watch."

"What?" Mo Yu looked confused.

"Do you know who that woman is?" Mo Lan pointed at the center of the hall while holding the wine glass.

Mo Yu looked at his brother like a monster, "Don't you never drink alcohol?"

"That woman," Mo Lan answered the question with a slight smile, "is the woman who smashed down the plaque of the General's Mansion in front of me last time."

"What did you say?" Mo Yu raised his voice.

Mo Lan took a sip of the wine in the glass. It was bitter and spicy, and he couldn't help frowning. But his tone did not change at all, "Don't speak so loudly, you heard me right just now."

Mo Yu clenched his fist and looked at Jiao Xiaoliu fiercely. The revenge for killing his master had not yet been avenged, but he had to be humiliated again. Situ Chang's tomb was destroyed and his body was burned. It must have been her fault. Mo Yu

The more Yu thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to go up and peel off Jiao Xiaoliu's skin and get cramps.

Mo Lan said calmly, "You provoked her first. Situ Chang is indeed worthy of his death." He drank all the wine in the glass and said, "If you want to touch her, don't blame me for not caring about brotherhood." There was a frown between his eyebrows.

He is close and not distant, as if the person he is speaking to is not his biological brother.

Mo Yu didn't know what to do for a moment, "Mo Lan... you..."

"I will protect that woman with my life." Looking at Jiao Xiaoliu's back infatuatedly, Mo Lan secretly swore in her heart: "I, Mo Lan, will do everything in my power to protect your happiness."

Jiao Xiaoliu and Feng Ruixuan looked at each other for a long time. Finally, Jiao Xiaoliu was defeated. He touched his neck - it hurt.

Feng Ruixuan couldn't help laughing when he saw Jiao Xiaoliu's expression and movements. This girl is too cute. "Do you have something to tell me?" Feng Ruixuan did not hide his appreciation for Jiao Xiaoliu at all.

Jiao Xiaoliu nodded solemnly, "Yes. I have something to say."

"Presumptuous! How dare you... to the emperor..." Eunuch Chen suddenly noticed that Feng Qianchen was glaring at him, and his tone became unnaturally weak, "How dare you call yourself me..." But he still managed to finish the complete sentence.

It’s just that only a limited number of people can hear the next few words.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Ruixuan did not dwell on the title, but was more interested in what Jiao Xiaoliu wanted to say. "My maid has shown her shame." Suddenly, there was thunderous applause.

Bai Ning looked at Feng Qianchen's position proudly, but was frozen there. Feng Qianchen's eyes never left Jiao Xiaoliu from beginning to end.

"Bai Ning's dance is indeed a masterpiece." Feng Ruixuan said while applauding: "As expected of the seventh princess recognized by the queen, she is worthy of the seventh prince. Hahaha..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes focused on Feng Qianchen and Jiao Xiaoliu again. Feng Qianchen stood up suddenly after hearing the words, and was about to defend himself, but was pulled back by Jiao Xiaoliu.

Jiao Xiaoliu stood up slowly and approached Bai Ning slowly. Jiao Xiaoliu took a step forward, and Bai Ning took a step back. When Jiao Xiaoliu reached the original position where Bai Ning was waiting, Bai Ning had already retreated to where he was dancing with her just now.

Beside the woman, her feet softened and she almost fell.

Everyone started talking about it.

Jiao Xiaoliu stood in the middle of the hall, stopped, looked around with a wicked smile, and thought to himself, "Want to watch the fun? I will let you watch as much as you want, girl."

Feng Ruixuan stopped the Queen who was about to speak, looking like she was watching a good show.

Feng Qianchen had no intention of stopping him at all. Instead, he poured himself a glass of tribute wine and tasted it slowly, just because Jiao Xiaoliu just said, "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it."

Seeing that familiar smile, Mo Lan also picked up a glass of wine. He got closer to Mo Yu and whispered, "Brother, there is a good show to watch."

"What?" Mo Yu looked confused.

"Do you know who that woman is?" Mo Lan pointed at the center of the hall while holding the wine glass.

Mo Yu looked at his brother like a monster, "Don't you never drink alcohol?"

"That woman," Mo Lan answered the question with a slight smile, "is the woman who smashed down the plaque of the General's Mansion in front of me last time."

"What did you say?" Mo Yu raised his voice.

Mo Lan took a sip of the wine in the glass. It was bitter and spicy, and he couldn't help frowning. But his tone did not change at all, "Don't speak so loudly, you heard me right just now."

Mo Yu clenched his fist and looked at Jiao Xiaoliu fiercely. The revenge for killing his master had not yet been avenged, but he had to be humiliated again. Situ Chang's tomb was destroyed and his body was burned. It must have been her fault. Mo Yu

The more Yu thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to go up and peel off Jiao Xiaoliu's skin and get cramps.

Mo Lan said calmly, "You provoked her first. Situ Chang is indeed worthy of his death." He drank all the wine in the glass and said, "If you want to touch her, don't blame me for not caring about brotherhood." There was a frown between his eyebrows.

He is close and not distant, as if the person he is speaking to is not his biological brother.

Mo Yu didn't know what to do for a moment, "Mo Lan... you..."

"I will protect that woman with my life." Looking at Jiao Xiaoliu's back infatuatedly, Mo Lan secretly swore in her heart: "I, Mo Lan, will do everything in my power to protect your happiness."

Jiao Xiaoliu and Feng Ruixuan looked at each other for a long time. Finally, Jiao Xiaoliu was defeated. He touched his neck - it hurt.

Feng Ruixuan couldn't help laughing when he saw Jiao Xiaoliu's expression and movements. This girl is too cute. "Do you have something to tell me?" Feng Ruixuan did not hide his appreciation for Jiao Xiaoliu at all.

Jiao Xiaoliu nodded solemnly, "Yes. I have something to say."

"Presumptuous! How dare you... to the emperor..." Eunuch Chen suddenly noticed that Feng Qianchen was glaring at him, and his tone became unnaturally weak, "How dare you call yourself me..." But he still managed to finish the complete sentence.

It’s just that only a limited number of people can hear the next few words.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Ruixuan did not dwell on the title, but was more interested in what Jiao Xiaoliu wanted to say.


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