Didn’t you say you were coming to visit me?
Why did you go to Mu Qingli?
Wanyue stretched and got off the couch.
"Let's go to the side hall."
In the side hall, Mu Qingli was sitting face to face with a woman. The woman was wearing a goose yellow long dress and looked very pretty.
The woman in the goose yellow dress was Xia Yiran.
The two of them talked about this in a casual manner. Most of the time, Xia Yiren was the one finding topics to talk about, and Mu Qingli would occasionally reply.
When Wanyue entered, Xia Yiran was talking to Mu Qingli about the Wuchao meeting that had just ended.
"Sister Mu, you don't know that the champion of this Wuchao Conference is a very handsome young man."
Mu Qingli nodded slightly and praised himself without changing his expression, "Well, it's not bad."
Xia Yiran smiled gently, looking like the girl next door.
"Oh, Sister Lu is here."
Xia Yiran noticed Wanyue with her sharp eyes and stood up to hold Wanyue's hand.
Wanyue took a step back, leaving Xia Yiran empty-handed.
Xia Yiran's face was a little embarrassed. "Sister Lu, how come I feel so unfamiliar with Yiran after not seeing her for a few days?"
"There's no awkwardness. After all, we weren't familiar with each other to begin with."
Wanyue didn't look at Xia Yiran, but walked past her and sat next to Mu Qingli.
Xia Yiran, with her back to the two of them, gritted her teeth, the gentleness on her face a little hard to hold back.
Lu Wanyue, this idiot, used to be as obedient as a dog, why is she different now?
With doubts in her heart, Xia Yiran put a gentle smile on her face again and turned to walk towards Wanyue and the others.
After chatting about trivial matters for a while, Xia Yin asked Mu Qingli, "Sister Mu, I heard that you were injured some time ago? Is it serious?"
Mu Qingli replied calmly, "It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it, Sister Xia."
Xia Yiran's face was full of disapproval. "Sister Mu, what are you talking about? Since Yiran calls you sister, then Sister Mu's affairs are also my affairs. When my sister is hurt, it's only natural for me, as her younger sister, to care about her."
Wanyue sat beside her and watched Xia Yiran perform very hard. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that her acting skills were really good. People who didn't know would think it was a true expression of her feelings.
After a seemingly heartfelt performance, Xia Yin concluded, "Anyway, Sister Mu, please don't say such awkward things again, or I'll be sad!"
Mu Qingli held his forehead, feeling a headache. "Okay, you are right. Whatever you say is what it is."
Listening to Mu Qingli's answer, Xia Yin smiled with satisfaction, "That's right, don't be so formal with me."
Seeing that it was getting darker, Xia Yin stood up and said, "It's getting late, Sister Lu, Sister Mu, I'll be leaving first. I'll come to see you next time."
When Mu Qingli heard Xia Yiran say that she was leaving, she immediately perked up, "Take care, sister!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and called over a servant, "Send Miss Xia out."
The look on his face, which seemed to make him want to send the person away as soon as possible, made Xia Yin grit her teeth.
After cursing Mu Qingli over and over again in her heart, Xia Yiran put on a gentle smile and turned around to leave. But she saw a figure coming towards her out of the corner of her eye. Xia Yiran turned her gaze and a hint of calculation flashed in her eyes.
"Ah, Sister Mu, be careful!"
Xia Yiran exclaimed, and at an angle where almost no one could see, she reached out and grabbed Mu Qingli's hand, then pulled it hard.
The next second, the two figures overlapped, Xia Yiren was below and Mu Qingli was above, and they both fell to the ground together.
To the other people around, it seemed that Mu Qingli was about to fall because he didn't stand firmly, but he pulled Xia Yiran over to take the blame.
Xia Yiran's head hit the pillar next to her, causing a big swelling. Half of her face was bruised and purple, looking very scary.
However, Mu Qingli, who fell on Xia Yiran, was not hurt at all because Xia Yiran was there to cushion him.
"Qing'er!"
A scream came from outside, Feng Chen walked in quickly and helped Mu Qingli, who was lying on the ground.
"Qing'er, how are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Feng Chen pulled Mu Qingli aside and asked a series of nervous questions, looking extremely anxious.
Xia Yiran, who was lying on the ground, watched this scene. His face, which was already bruised from the knock, turned even blacker now.
"Brother Feng, it still hurts~"
Xia Yiran tilted her head back, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice was soft and gentle with a hint of crying, which made people feel extremely pity for her.
Unfortunately, Feng Chen was busy caring for and comforting Qing'er, the apple of his eye, and didn't even spare a glance for Xia Yiran.
Wanyue chuckled and ordered the servant beside her to help Xia Yiran up.
Xia Yin, with a face covered in bruises, still refused to give up. She shook off the servant's hand and reached out to pull Feng Chen's sleeve.
Feng Chen held Mu Qingli and took several steps back. Xia Yin missed and almost fell down again.
This time, Xia Yin couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears with a loud "wow".
"Wuwuwu, Brother Feng, Sister Mu has Yiwen taking the blame. She's fine, but Yiwen was really hurt, and it hurts so much..."
Mu Qingli leaned in Feng Chen's arms and said in a cold voice, "Xia Yiran, you know exactly how we fell. Stop pretending!"
"Sister Mu, what are you talking about? Yi Ran doesn't blame you for dragging me down with you. After all, you are Yi Ran's sister, but... you shouldn't say that to Yi Ran..."
"Brother Feng, please say something quickly. I'm still feeling really wronged."
Feng Chen looked down at Mu Qingli in his arms, ignoring Xia Yiran. Instead, he instructed the servants beside him, "It's getting late. Send Miss Xia back home."
Xia Yiran looked at Feng Chen in disbelief, her eyes filled with hurt. "Brother Feng, how can you be so cruel! Can't you see what Sister Mu did just now?!"
Is this just a case of being the first to complain and bite people indiscriminately?
Wanyue interrupted Xia Yiran, "Miss Xia, do you think I'm blind? You were the one holding Concubine Mu's hand and fell down. Concubine Mu was already injured. What are your intentions?"
"What? You dare to throw Qing'er?!"
Feng Chen was instantly ignited.
"Someone, send Miss Xia out. She is not allowed to enter the palace again!"
Since entering the hall, Feng Chen looked at Xia Yiran directly for the first time, but his eyes were filled with endless coldness.
Xia Yiran stared at Feng Chen blankly, shaking her head, crying and laughing, looking distraught.
At this moment, Wanyue felt that Xia Yiran was a little pitiful.
I loved someone with all my heart, but this sincerity was trampled into the mud.
But no matter how pitiful it is, it is also really hateful.
Who made Xia Yiran frame Mu Qingli?
So it was all her own fault.
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