The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao was talking to the prince, but the corner of his eye kept falling on Lu Jiuqing not far away.

The more he looked at it, the angrier he became, and the more violent his body became.

Everyone else was gone, so what was she still doing sitting there? Didn't you see that everyone around her was pointing fingers at her?

Sometimes, Mo Xiao really wanted to pry open her head to see what was inside, and how could it be so annoying.

Then, when he thought of Tang Xiuyan and Lu Gaofei, his eyes were not angry, but filled with murderous intent.

Of these two people, one was the husband and the other was the father, but no one cared about Lu Jiuqing. Mo Xiao always thinks that if she kills everyone who has anything to do with her in the world, then she won't be wrong about her true feelings, and will she be the only one she can see?

However, this is just a thought. If he really did it, Lu Jiuqing would be the first to hate him.

Mo Chen called Mo Xiao twice, but there was no response from the other party. He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked in the direction Mo Xiao was looking, and his eyes fell on the woman.

The dispute just now started because of her.

Mo Chen didn't look at this woman carefully just now. In his eyes, she was not worthy of his eyes. At this time, he looked at this woman carefully.

As he watched, Mo Chen's brows slowly wrinkled, and his eyes became a little deeper.

Mo Xiao withdrew his gaze and saw Mo Chen looking at Lu Jiuqing. His heart trembled and he immediately interrupted: "Brother Emperor, what are you looking at?"

Mo Chen's eyes were still on Lu Jiuqing's face, and he said slowly: "Ninth brother, do you think she looks like the same person?"

Mo Xiao's fingers holding the wine glass slowly tightened, and his face remained calm: "Oh, really? Why don't I feel it?"

Mo Chen looked back at him: "Don't you really think she looks familiar?"

Mo Xiao smiled: "I don't think there's any difference."

Mo Chen looked at Mo Xiao steadily for a while, then laughed and said, "That's right, you were still young at that time, so you may not remember some things clearly."

"Then I wonder if Ninth Brother still remembers Lin Tianyang, the Marquis of Nanping back then?"

Mo Xiao slammed the wine glass on the table and said with a cold face: "Brother Emperor, why are you mentioning that traitor?"

Mo Chen laughed meaningfully and said leisurely: "Before the Nanping Marquis Mansion was confiscated, Lin Tianyang was your first teacher. He taught you all your martial arts skills personally."

Mo Xiao said coldly: "He conspired to rebel and his whole family was executed. I don't have such a master."

The prince looked at him for a few times, then laughed and poured a glass of wine for Mo Xiao himself: "Okay, okay, it was my fault. I shouldn't have brought up the traitor and spoiled the ninth brother's interest. I will drink a glass of wine as a penalty. Make amends to my ninth brother."

Mo Xiao watched him drink a glass of wine, and then drank the one in front of him. Although his face was still cold, his attitude softened.

Mo Chen looked at Lu Jiuqing who was not far away again, and said with a half-smile, "But having said that, she really looks like that person."

"The then Marquis of Nanping, Lin Wanying, was a rare beauty. Even my father..."

At this point, Mo Chen stopped, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Mo Xiao closed his eyes and said impatiently: "She is the concubine of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion, how could she look like that woman? Brother Emperor, are you drunk and confused?"