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501 The lock of hair 2

Fortunately, the troops behind Prince Hua were far away and could not hear the conversation between Jiuyin and Prince Hua and the others.

"you!"

"You actually know, how did you know? How did you know?" Prince Hua quickly suppressed his inner regret and stared at Jiuyin fiercely, with a few traces of panic on his face.

In this world, the only person who can make Prince Hua show such a look is Jiuyin!

Prince Hua is actually the Prince of Xiliang?!

These few words shocked Nan Yuechen, Feng Qingyun and Emperor Donghua, and looked at the eye-catching figure in the formation.

In their pupils

The nine-tone stretched out her white fingertips, she lifted the broken hair hanging from her forehead, and the cinnabar mole on her forehead gradually rose at the moment when the smile gradually arose in the corner of her mouth, the red land took away the prosperity of the world, and the beauty made people shocked!

"when?"

Jiuyin's fingertips against her chin, and a strange and harmless smile was on her face.

Just under the shocked gaze of Prince Hua, Jiuyin pointed at Feng Qingyun's direction with his fingertips.

Then he spoke lightly: "The moment the wound on her chin healed, this palace had already known it."

What!

So early? This woman had already known the moment he appeared?

She, is she really still a human? Yes, she is not a human!

Fortunately, Prince Hua thought he had concealed it very much, but he did not expect that the Blood Beauty had already known that he had seized Prince Xiliang's body and thus dominated the identity of Prince Xiliang.

"In this world, medicinal materials that can heal white chess scratches do not exist." Jiuyin's tone was indifferent to the world, so geography should be.

But the meaning of the words she said was so shocking that it made people worthy of her extraordinary IQ.

Prince Hua raised his head fiercely, with a sinister and cruelty in his eyes.

Before he could speak, Jiuyin's next few words shocked the prince's face and was stunned for a moment.

"As early as when you were participating in the Donghua birthday party, you had been hiding in Prince Xiliang's body. Unfortunately, you were afraid that this palace would notice it, so you did not destroy Prince Xiliang's soul, nor did you occupy Prince Xiliang's body."

"At the birthday party, you know that Feng Qingyun has always been an enemy of this palace, so in order to win over her, you gave her the antidote to heal her wounds."

"Do you know why this temple knows?"

Hearing Jiuyin's rhetorical question, Prince Hua forced himself to calm down.

Soon, he suppressed his shock at Jiuyin's wisdom.

He smiled gloomyly, "Why?"

"Didn't this palace say it? In this world, medicines that can cure white chess scratches do not exist yet!" It was this short sentence that was spoken from her mouth, and combined with the slightly raised curve of the corners of her mouth, which was simply handsome and arrogant.

Because in this world, medicines that can cure white chess wounds do not exist.

In the modern hidden forest, Prince Hua did not.

After ancient times, it was even more impossible for Crown Hua to have it.

But Prince Xiliang has it. Prince Xiliang picked up the things that Jiuyin lost in Donghua, and there happened to be medicine to treat the wounds of Baiqi in those things.

It was just because the things that Prince Xiliang picked up: they belonged to Jiuyin.

Listening to Jiuyin's words, Prince Hua really had to admire Jiuyin.

He thought that when he was in the modern hidden forest, he had already understood Jiuyin's wisdom enough.
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