They were far away just now. Although Qingyao transformed into Ah Jiu, he couldn't see clearly. When he heard this familiar voice, his expression immediately changed.

He stared unblinkingly at the woman with a gaudy face in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you come to me looking like Shangguan Jieyu?"

Qingyao nodded vigorously and said pitifully with all her strength: "The Nu family is the goddess of Wushan. When she saw that the young master was infatuated with her, she specially transformed into the person in the young master's dream to relieve the young master."

"I hope the young master, for the sake of the sincerity of the slave family, will save the slave family, save the slave family!"

Qingyao said, gradually changing into Ah Jiu's appearance, hoping to arouse Motuo's pity and let him rescue her.

However, when he saw the face that made him think about her again, there was a kind of hatred on Murtuo's face. He took a step back, looked at her and asked bitterly: "Well, since you said you

It was her. What was the name of the song you played for me that first night?"

"'Yun Tou Xian' is 'Yun Tou Xian'! I have been playing it for you for half an hour."

Qingyao replied hurriedly, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, "That Shangguan Jieyu, but she can't play even half of the music. She's so stupid. If she plays the piano, even the crows won't dare to play in her room."

It has landed on top... If you don’t believe me, the prince can go and inquire.”

"What kind of tea did you cook for me on the second night? What patterns did you come up with?"

"I cooked snow mist for the prince. The slave family specially gave the prince a horse. The prince even praised the slave family for their superb skills!" Qingyao quickly replied.

"That Shangguan Jieyu can't even boil water, not to mention making tea. Anyone who drinks the water she boils will get upset. The prince can also ask him casually."

Qingyao was talking here, and Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing until her stomach hurt. She glanced at Ah Jiu beside her, and saw that although her face was still as dark as water, her face was really dark this time.

This made her laugh even more secretly... I don't know who collected this information, but it was so detailed!

How do you get rid of all the embarrassing things about the young lady? But in this way, the young lady will not let this goddess go.

After hearing Qingyao answer his two questions in succession, Motuo's face became calmer than before. He looked at Qingyao's eyes for a while, and finally asked: "What did you and I do on the third night?"

What?"

Qingyao's cheeks turned red and she continued to speak in Ah Jiu's voice: "The slave family just arrived at the prince's door, but the prince thought that the slave family was leaving. In order to stop the slave family, the prince almost... almost killed the slave family..."

At this point, Ah Jiu's face turned red and could bleed. She lowered her head and said shyly: "If the prince hadn't taken pity on the slave family, the slave family would have been with the prince that night."

It turned out to be a good thing..."

At this time, Prince Motuo had straightened up, with a cold expression on his face. He lowered his head and glanced at Qingyao, and suddenly sneered: "Then why didn't it succeed?"

"Because...because..." Looking at Motuo's cold eyes, Qingyao suddenly felt cold all over her body, and her eyes averted with guilt.

Seeing her like this, Murtaugh stopped asking further questions, but raised his eyebrows and asked again with a mocking look on his face: "What about the fourth day? What did you say to me and what did you do? You
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