Wuhen nodded to the people inside as a greeting. His temperament was always cool, with a touch of alienation, nobility and aloofness, which made people feel that nodding was the most suitable way to greet him.
The people present here are all of high status, but facing Wuhen, they all stood up to show respect.
Gu Dongliu looked at the man in front of him. He had an ordinary face, but looking at the facial features alone, they were not ordinary at all. They were even exquisite. When put together, they looked like a ghost.
What a magical appearance!
But that temperament is indeed damn charming. Even a handsome man like him would ignore his appearance and be fascinated by him, let alone a girl who is in love with her.
After all, what girl doesn’t like this kind of man who is mysterious in his coldness and noble in his alienation?
"I'm afraid this Wuhen is not simple!"
Gu Dongliu's eyes flashed slightly and he muttered secretly in his heart.
"Wuhen, you're here."
Ye Qingran looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, and for some reason a bright feeling filled her heart. They had no contact with each other since Jiufulin, and she had not missed Wuhen, but she was prejudiced against the real person.
Later, I felt happy again.
Wuhen cast his gaze on Ye Qingran. Those eyes were different from Fu Hanxiu's pure black eyes. His pupils were silver with a hint of moonlight, mysterious and elegant. When people looked at him, they would feel
I can't help but sink into it.
"Well, long time no see." Wuhen responded, his tone was low, the tone was full, and the low magnetism carried a fresh breath of ice and snow.
To put it bluntly, it is the kind of sound that makes people’s ears become pregnant after listening to it.
"You sit here." Ye Qingran pointed to a seat next to her and motioned for Wuhen to sit here.
Wuhen walked towards this position, with a pair of long legs, walking with wind, straight waist, extremely tall stature, neither thin nor too strong, with both beauty and strength, it can be described as perfect.
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He sat down slowly, his posture every frame was elegant and beautiful. Looking at Xia Zhimeng, he couldn't help but hold his chin with his hands, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.
If the full score was one hundred points, she wanted to give Wuhen two hundred points.
Apart from his face, this man is impeccable in every other aspect!
Ye Qingran toasted everyone. After a glass of wine, the atmosphere lost its initial coldness and gradually became warmer.
This dinner party was originally because they met and helped each other at the royal hunting event. Naturally, the topic inevitably turned to what happened at the hunting event.
"Wuhen, I've always been worried about something."
Everyone looked at Xia Zhimeng curiously, waiting for her next words.
"I've obviously worked very hard, why can't I finish last?"
Everyone: "..."
Gu Dongliu twitched the corner of his mouth, swayed the folding fan in his hand coquettishly, and smiled coquettishly: "Xiao Mengmeng, you are really different from others. Others care that they can't get the first place, but you don't care that you don't get the last place.
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Xia Zhimeng glared at Gu Dongliu and said angrily: "What do you know? Why should I be ranked last? I obviously don't believe that someone as good as Wuhen can't shoot an arrow!"
Wuhen took the last place in the archery competition. This matter is not a secret, but Xia Zhimeng has never believed that Wuhen, who can defeat the strong Xuanzong, can't shoot?
"Well, I did it on purpose."
Wuhen nodded lightly.
Xia Zhimeng's eyes lit up, "Look, I knew that if my brother Hen couldn't shoot arrows, the sun would come out from the west!" Unknowingly, Wuhen's name in Xia Zhimeng's mouth became '
Brother Hen'.
"Why did you do that then? Did you deliberately keep a low profile?" Seeing Wuhen's generous admission, Ye Qingran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked curiously.
Wuhen shook his head, "No."
"What's the reason?" Ye Qingran rarely broke the casserole and asked.
Wuhen's eyes flashed. Naturally, he would not tell Ye Qingran. He knew about Queen Gu's conspiracy in advance and learned that she would secretly arrange for the two people who came first and second in the archery competition to be given to Ye Qingran.
I was a teammate in a hunting competition, so I deliberately took the last place.
If he told her, wouldn't he tell Ye Qingran that he deliberately approached her and had evil intentions towards her?
"I have good archery skills. However, when I participated in the hunting festival, I was just in a hurry. After I went there, I felt it was boring and I lost my motivation."
Ye Qingran looked at Wuhen suspiciously, always feeling that what he told was not the whole truth. But she didn't ask again.
"Sister Ran, in Jiufu Forest, you were able to defeat two Xuanzong experts. Does that mean that you are actually not... unable to practice?"
After hearing this, Ling Shaoyang frowned, and a strong evil spirit came out from his whole body, "What Xuanzong strongman? Xia Zhimeng, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Gu Dongliu shook the folding fan for a moment, his eyes flickered for a moment, as if he had guessed something, his face gradually darkened, and he held the hand holding the folding fan with blue veins looming.
"Ah, you don't know yet? On the first night of the hunting competition, we were chased by four Xuanzong killers in Jiufulin. Oh, the target of the chase was actually Sister Ran. I was scared at the time, thinking that
Something happened. Unexpectedly, Wuhen and Sister Ran had a tacit understanding. One of them lured away the two killers, and they came back soon, both of them unscathed..."
Xia Zhimeng didn't find it strange at all that Wuhen could easily kill two Xuanzong killers, because Wuhen was so mysterious that even if he told her that Wuhen was a saint, she wouldn't be the least bit surprised.
As for her dye sister...
It's not that she doesn't want to believe her, it's just that there are too many rumors outside, and her sister Ran has never explained...
After listening to Xia Zhimeng's explanation, Ling Shaoyang and Gu Dongliu didn't look very good.
"Who sent the killer?"
Ling Shaoyang asked coldly, his expression serious.
Ye Qingran raised his eyebrows, but his eyes fell on Gu Dongliu, "Queen Gu."
Gu Dongliu's body stiffened.
He raised his eyes and met Ye Qingran's half-smiling eyes, and he smiled miserably.
Although he had already guessed the truth, he still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he heard Ye Qingran say it himself.
Queen Gu, no matter what, was still his biological aunt. Even though, in fact, the relationship between their aunt and nephew was shallow.
"Don't worry, I've always helped people with marriages, not relatives." This sentence can be regarded as indicating Gu Dongliu's position.
Ye Qingran nodded slightly and answered Xia Zhimeng's question: "I never said that I couldn't practice, right?"
"But the outside world..."
"That's what they passed on, and it has nothing to do with me." It is passed down by word of mouth, and everything black can be said to be white. People's words are terrible, and it is not without reason.
"Then, your spiritual root..."
"It is true that I have no spiritual roots. In other words, my spiritual roots were pulled out five years ago." When Ye Qingran said this, his expression was very calm, as if he was staying out of the incident.
However, such a shocking thing was like a bomb, exploding in the ears of several people present.
The spiritual root was pulled out?
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