Sima Ruohan's series of questions left Jiao Xiaoliu stunned. She had never thought about this from Sima Ruochen's point of view, and she didn't want to think about it.
Pretending to be calm and taking a few deep breaths, Jiao Xiaoliu looked at Sima Ruohan's watery eyes and raised the corners of his lips, "I really haven't thought about this, because I really am not Sima Ruochen, I just
Jiao Xiaoliu, I can swear to God on this."
Time seemed to have stopped. Sima Ruohan stared at Jiao Xiaoliu for a moment, took a deep breath and then another, and finally walked away without saying anything.
Jiao Xiaoliu finally breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Mo Lan, only to find that the place where Mo Lan was just now was empty, as if he had never appeared at all.
Kexin, who was lying on the ground, finally woke up, and dimly saw Jiao Xiaoliu sighing to the moon alone, and instantly resurrected with blood, "Princess, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Hearing Ke Xin's voice, Jiao Xiaoliu pulled back from his wandering thoughts and sighed slightly, "You can help Ke Xin back to the room. I'll be alone for a while."
Ke Xin looked at Ke Ren who was still lying on the ground and frowned. She originally had a lot to say, but in the end she didn't say anything. She whispered to Ke Ren several times and there was no response, so she pulled her up from the ground and faced her.
Walk to your room.
It's not that she doesn't want to stay, but it's of no use if she stays. When Mo Lan came just now, she was knocked unconscious by Mo Lan before she had time to react. Since there is no way to protect Jiao Xiaoliu, then don't help her.
It's troublesome.
She always felt that since she found out she was pregnant, the emotion Jiao Xiaoliu showed was not happiness, but worry.
Jiao Xiaoliu watched Ke Xin take Ke Ren down, scratched his head, and walked towards the front hall.
At this time, everyone who came to congratulate him had already drunk for three rounds. Feng Qianchen was also so happy that he obviously drank more.
When everyone saw Jiao Xiaoliu coming, the already quiet front hall suddenly became lively again, and they all toasted to Jiao Xiaoliu.
Jiao Xiaoliu smiled generously and politely, and after thanking everyone one by one, he began to issue ejection orders, "Xiao Liu is very grateful to everyone for coming, but it is getting late now, so please go back."
Everyone here is either rich or noble, and none of them is a master of observing words and expressions. Seeing Jiao Xiaoliu opening his mouth in such a polite manner, he immediately stood up and left to leave. The Seventh Prince's Mansion, which was bustling just now, suddenly became quiet.
Of course, not everyone knew how to watch what was happening. For example, the few remaining people stared at Jiao Xiaoliu who suddenly arrived with their eyes wide open, waiting for her to say the next thing.
Jiao Xiaoliu held his forehead and asked, "Why are you guys staying here if you don't go back to sleep? Are you waiting to pack your things?" Before anyone could speak, Jiao Xiaoliu continued to talk to himself, "Okay, since
Then these things will be useful to you."
After saying that, he pulled Feng Qianchen, who had been looking at him with a smile, and left.
Dongli closed the folding fan in his hand and gently inserted it into the back of his neck, "Pack these things? Did senior sister say it wrong? Or did I hear it wrong?"
"They say this pregnant woman has a weird temper. I didn't believe it before, but now I have seen it. This is not weird at all. It is simply unreasonable!" The only person who could complement Dongli's words was naturally An Zixuan.
Feng Qingchen put down the wine glass she had been holding in her hand, "Sister-in-law Seventh Emperor dislikes us for not listening to her."
