"The situation at that time, I think you know who I am." Liuguang saw that his clothes were replaced, and he laughed at himself and lowered his eyes and said. The series of questions raised by Wen Wenlan, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Liuguang ignored them all.

At this moment, a cloud just covered the sun in the sky, and the hall darkened, like a thick layer of gray veil covering every corner invisibly.

"I mean my real name." Wen Wenlan frowned, his voice a little heavier, and few people ignored her words so much.

The streaming light was silent for a moment before he spoke slowly.

"Zhou Mohuai."

Wen Wenlan's first reaction was these four words when he was on the Qinhuai in Mo.

Although the silk and bamboo songs on the Qinhuai River back then were even more so than the Po Lake today, who could compare to the appearance of the person in front of you?

The face is as carved as jade, and the shape is as ink and wash. But these do not seem to describe the person in front of you, but it is true that people are as their name is.

"I dare to ask, which mansion is here?" After a moment of silence, Zhou Mohuai made a sound to break the embarrassment. He realized that every piece of utensil here was a fine product and could not be afforded by ordinary families. When he was in She's mansion, he had been exposed to these wealthy things a lot.

"Our family is the first imperial merchant in the Southern Dynasty." Wen Wenlan didn't want Zhou Mohuai to know their identities for the time being, so he lied, but Zhou Mohuai used to often walk in various merchants, and he could see through Wen Wenlan's lies as soon as he heard them.

"Please tell me honestly, my sister." Zhou Mohuai looked up at Wen Wenlan, his clear eyes unconscious.

The first emperor of the Southern Dynasty, the surname of Zeng, was the Zeng family, but there was no daughter of the same age as the two. Moreover, Zhou Mohuai saw that their clothes were not simple, and they were all silks that could not be used by merchants.

Zhou Mohuai's eyes sank and looked away.

Wen Wenyan looked at each other with a complicated expression, "I'm going to tell you that our family is an official, it's..."

"It's the Shangshu Ling's Mansion." Wen Wenlan said before Wen Wen's death.

Zhou Mohuai suddenly realized that the Shangshu Ling was higher and more powerful than the prime minister, so their daughter naturally couldn't tell her identity. The more famous the family, the more she attached importance to the teachings of women in the boudoir. Now that he, a foreign man, stayed overnight at will, is no longer ethical. It is reasonable for them to hide their identity.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mohuai felt a little guilty, but it was difficult to apologize. Shuangshi was so silent.

"Well, Zhou Mohuai, don't you want to know what we are called?" Wen Wenqing bent over and bent his legs in front of Zhou Mohuai.

Zhou Mohuai looked at Wen Wenyan and retreated, saying in a panic in his voice, "If you are convenient, you can reveal one or two."

Zhou Mohuai could be said to have no idea about the affairs of the official family, so he didn't care about the names of the two of them, but it would be good to know the name of the savior, so it would be easier to repay the kindness in the future.

"Yes." Wen Wenyan looked at Zhou Mohuai's slightly panicked appearance and nodded with satisfaction, with a bad smile on her face, like a bad person holding candy to coax a child. Her body gradually leaned forward, and Zhou Mohuai slid far away, but the bed was so big.

"Remember, my name is Wen..."

"Wen Yan." Wen Wenlan once again spoke in front of Wen Yan, and pulled her to stand up, "This is my sister Wen Yan, who is only twenty-eight years old." Wen Wenlan deliberately bit the sound of "Ten".

"I..." Wen Wen's feet were so anxious that she stamped her feet.

"My name is Wenlan, I am thirteen years younger than my sister." Wenlan pulled Wenwenlan's sleeves and said lightly.

Zhou Mohuai looked at the "fight" between the two and swallowed subconsciously. His eyes were innocent like a simple deer, but the charm between his eyebrows and eyes was still bright. What does it have to do with his age when asked for a name?

"You..." Wen Wenxian cried anxiously. Wen Wenlan glared at her warningly. Wen Wenxian then restrained her, but the unwillingness in her eyes kept lingering in her like a ghost.

"Since you know so much about us, should you also talk about you?"

Wen Wenlan's indifferent and ethereal gaze quietly enveloped Zhou Mohuai. The light condensed in his eyes reflected his shadow. Thinking of the night he quarreled, fought and... and then to his escape last night, his pride was like a bait, lifting her curiosity high.

She couldn't wait to know everything about him.

"Originally in Tingzhou, the past has turned into ashes, Miss Wen should not ask." Zhou Mohuai turned his eyes to the distance, as if an endless grassland was slowly burned to ashes in front of him.

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment. Wen Wenlan didn't know what to say. Wen Wenyan was full of words and wanted to say them, but Wen Wenlan kept pinching them and could only jump on the side.

"You know that it is not convenient for us to see you from time to time, so if you have anything, please tell him." Wen Wenlan called Lin Miao, and Lin Miao bowed to Zhou Mohuai, "This is Lin Miao."

Then he looked at Lin Qingguo, "This is Dr. Lin. You have to listen to her and drink medicine on time. She will be responsible for your care in the future."

Zhou Mohuai nodded. He knew that there were many rules in the Gaomen Courtyard, and he would not just add trouble or leave.

Wen Wenlan handed Lin Qingguo and Lin Miao aside and whispered a few instructions. He said hello to Zhou Mohuai and pulled Wen Wenqing away.

"Your Majesty, you are Gui Geng this year." After leaving the Qingxin Palace, Wen Weng gritted his teeth and said this, as if he wanted to tear Wen Lan apart.

"I'm not even 28 years old." Wen Wenlan looked at a gentle cloud in the distant sky, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and smiled at Wen Wen's face, turning his eyes to Wen Wen's hideousness.

"Why didn't the emperor say you are only seven years old?" Wen Wensheng snorted with his arms in his arms, pouting his lips high to show his unwillingness.

She is still in her double decade this year, and it is a great time in her life, but she is said to be twenty-eight years old! Are you angry?

"Yeah, yeah, I know that the emperor's sister is only five years older than me." Wen Wenlan nodded seriously, his steps continued, and the phoenix embroidered with gold thread on the hem of the skirt shone brightly in the sun.

"Then, why did you say that I was twenty-eight years old in front of Zhou Mohuai?" Wen Wenqing stretched out his finger and compared the "two" in front of Wen Lan. "Also, why didn't you tell him that this is the palace? What if he accidentally knows what about Shangshuling?"

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A month ago this morning, I was awakened and my memory was still fresh
Chapter completed!