Qin Zang

Mo Yan and Luo Qiu entered the palace.

Zhao Shuning turned around with a puzzled expression.

Yan Ruyu was staring at her.

"What are you looking at me for? Is there a flower on my face? "

"Is she the woman you were talking about?"

Zhao Shuning said, "How did you know?"

"Her facial features are somewhat similar to yours."

Zhao Shuning nodded her head. "This little girl had always been attached to me, but she never used that kind of gaze on me today. I don't know if it was because Mo Yan had treated her badly or if she had suffered some injustice."

"The one who made her feel wronged shouldn't be Mo Yan."

"Then who else could it be?"

Yan Ruyu didn't say anything.

Zhao Shuning didn't have the time to ask further.

This was because there were still a few people coming to congratulate him.

"Why are you here?"

It was another familiar voice.

Zhao Shuning looked to the person who spoke.

Wu Xuan?