"You can't be Fu Lingbo!" Fu Lingqiu bit her lip, her hands trembling slightly, "When you came to my Fu's house yesterday, you were obviously not like this now. You said your surname was Mu, but your name was Muning."
Mu Lingbo picked another bright grape and held it on his fingertips, smiling, "How come you still can't figure out what this name means until now? I didn't even say the code, everything is on the surface."
Go up. My mother is Mu Qingyou and my father is Fu Zhaoning. Isn’t such a pseudonym obvious enough? "
When Xuanyuan Yao heard the words "mu qingyou", his eyes were startled, and he looked at the woman with an unpredictable smile from a distance.
Mu Lingbo raised his eyes, smiled casually at Xuanyuan Yao, and said without apology at all, "I'm sorry, the prince and the king have been looking forward to it for a long time. It seems that this gift is not well received by others. I
I forgot to mention that this gift doesn’t have much significance. I said I gave it to someone else, but in fact, I gave it to me on behalf of myself.”
She entered the city in the name of the Purple Emperor, and both the king and Xuanyuan Yao thought it was a congratulatory gift from the Purple Emperor.
Only now did he understand that that person was just a cover, and that her coming to Li Jing only had something to do with herself.
"This imperial edict was invalidated when Fu Lingbo passed away." Xuanyuan Jing pressed his fingers on the cold silk satin for a long time, and then said word by word, "Girl, the dead are the most important, so don't joke around."
Mu Lingbo curled his lips and said disapprovingly, "The two of us are really of the same mind. They think I am a fake. One cannot recognize his fiancée, and the other cannot recognize his own sister. It is really sad to be so unpopular."
As she spoke, she stepped forward and walked directly in front of the prince and Fu Lingqiu in front of everyone.
The palace man quickly stopped him, "What are you going to do?"
Mu Lingbo snorted coldly and sneered, "Are you afraid that I will assassinate your prince?"
After saying that, he wanted to take back the bright yellow imperial edict, "If you don't want it, forget it. You'd better give it back to me."
Xuanyuan Jing looked at her coldly, still holding the other end of the scroll.
"Aren't you going to let go?" Her erratic teasing voice seemed to ring in her ears, "Prince, do you want to admit that this imperial edict is true?"
Fu Lingqiu almost didn't care about his own image, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
How long had she waited for the moment when her dream would come true?
So what if she is really Fu Lingbo? Do you still want to take it all away?
Mu Lingbo looked at Xuanyuan Jing, his eyes were as cold as water, and there was a mocking arc at the corner of his lips, staring at him for a moment as if he were watching a fire.
His mind flashed, and his hand suddenly became empty. The imperial edict had been taken away by her.
"Although this is my thing, but..." She stood in front of the prince, pretending to look at the imperial edict again, and shook her head with laughter and pity, "Actually, the gift I gave you is not this imperial edict.
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On the long table, the light from the candlesticks flickered slightly.
She took off the lampshade on the candlestick, placed the edict on the flame, and immediately started burning it.
"Don't worry, although because of this imperial edict, you are still my fiancé in name. But..." Her voice sounded as ghostly as everyone looked at her in astonishment.
On the yellow brocade, the flames grew bigger and bigger, and the wavering light of the fire reflected on her ordinary peasant woman's face.
She lowered her eyebrows and looked at the fire rising in her hands, the flames reflected in her dark eyes.
"This engagement is officially invalid from now on. I'm sorry, Your Highness, I don't like you!"
