"Bitch, what else do you want?" Mu Yunshuang saw her look and cursed, "That's my sister-in-law's old residence. If not my sister-in-law, who else could it be?"
Bai Yuyueque ignored Mu Yunshuang's question at all. He kept staring at Mu Yuntian and asked sharply:
"That woman, the woman on the mural, is she Bai Yuyue?"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Mu Yuntian's indifferent pupils suddenly dilated, and the stern look on his face was diluted by surprise.
On the other hand, Mu Yunshuang and Mei Siyu were also shocked.
Baiyu Yueque?
——Isn’t that the name of the princess who died in the Yin Kingdom?
The room suddenly became very quiet.
Mu Yuntian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Bai Yuyue's empty expression, as if he was seeing a karma ghost in hell.
Swaying slowly, but eating it up bit by bit.
This was the first time in his life that he faced such eyes.
He has never been afraid of thousands of troops, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood.
But why does it feel like this gaze can penetrate the deepest part of his soul?
"That's your wife's old residence. Why is there a portrait of Bai Yuyue on the wall?"
She stretched out her arm tremblingly, pointed at Mu Yuntian's nose, and asked bluntly, "You like Bai Yuyue, so you painted her portrait on the wall, right?"
Wei Wei calmed down, but Mu Yuntian looked indifferent again: "So what?"
Bai Yuyue stood up unsteadily. Looking at Mu Yuntian's expression, the emptiness in her eyes only increased. She asked in despair: "You are King Qingyang of Sheng Kingdom. How can you know her? Why?"
Maybe you know what she looks like?"
Yes, I am Bai Yuyueque.
But I don't remember ever seeing him, no!
Truth and lies are intertwined, past life and present life are intertwined.