"When I was five years old, I was pushed into the lotus pond for no reason. The weather in the twelfth lunar month was so cold. I kept asking for help, but no one came to save me. And you hid yourself in the pavilion for fear of me.

Saw you."

"When I was nine years old, my master taught me the Ice Soul Art, but you always wanted to learn it. I risked being beaten and scolded by my master and secretly taught you the Ice Soul Art, but you used the Ice Soul Art to deal with it.

Senior brother, my master found out that I was locked up in a dark room for seven days, and you never came to see me."

"When I was eleven years old, I drank the poisoned wine from the young master of the Gu family for you and lay in bed for three days. When I got better, I saw you chatting and laughing with the young master of the Gu family and turning the wine into a song."

"Last year, the Third Prince came to my house as a guest..."

"Enough, enough!" Yu Qianhuan covered her ears, unwilling to listen any more.

She didn't know that Yu Qianxi had always known this.

Although she and Yu Qianxi are twin sisters, she has grown up under the care of Zuo Liyang since she was a child. Only Yu Qianxi was found when she was four years old.

After returning from the search, Zuo Liyang found out that she was not her biological daughter, so he started to make things difficult for her, but the one who had to deal with her the most was naturally Yu Qianxi.

She saw all these things, but never came to save her because she believed that her mother was only Zuo Liyang.

Only by constantly fighting against Yu Qianxi can he get the little maternal love that Zuo Liyang has.

But she didn't know that Yu Qianxi kept these things in mind.

Chunyu Kuang suddenly felt depressed. This woman had experienced so many grievances.

For a moment, Han Yan looked at Zuo Liyang. Zuo Liyang could not sit still. He felt as if he was surrounded by sharp edges and could not move.

Yu Qianxi closed her beautiful eyes and waited until she calmed down her anger, then opened her eyes and looked at the silent Mo Harie with contempt.

"Father, you once said that I am your seventh daughter you are most proud of. Are you lying to me as well?"

Moharie lowered his head uncomfortably, not daring to look into Yu Qianxi's eyes.

But Yu Qianxi suddenly understood that all this was just a dream, a dream that deceived her.

Mo Hajue hurried in. Seeing the crowd in the hall and Yu Qianxi who was still safe, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Seventh sister, luckily you're okay."

Mohar Jue, Moharie's adopted son, is the only person in the Mohar family who is kind to Yu Qianxi.

(To explain, in the Moha family, men generally have the surname Moha, and women have the surname Yuqian.)

Yu Qianxi smiled coldly and said to Mo Hajue, "Brother, don't you know about this sacrifice?"

Moha Jue shook his head, "I just heard what my third brother said."

Mo Ha Jue's third younger brother, Mo Ha Ting, is Zuo Liyang's son. He is used to being arrogant and arrogant at home, but he doesn't have much ability.

On the contrary, it was Moha Jue. Although he was not his biological son, he was already the Nine-Star Soul Commander of the Xuan Beast Sect.

"Oh, what did Mo Hating say?" Yu Qianxi suddenly asked him with a smile.

Moha Jue glanced at Zuo Liyang awkwardly, seeming a little worried.

"Brother, do you want to wait until I die and tell me in front of my grave?" she asked lightly.
Chapter completed!