"Yue'er."
A cold voice sounded from behind Yue'er.
Liang Meng lifted Yue'er from his arms and looked at the person who came.
Two tall men: one in a green gown, looking elegant and graceful, the other in a black gown, looking stern and majestic.
It was just as the gossip said, although the two had different temperaments, they were both very good-looking.
The man in green shirt held a folding fan in his hand and looked at Liang Meng curiously with a faint smile in his eyes. Liang Meng felt uncomfortable being looked at and glared at him, which made him stunned.
The man in black had a cold expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to be burning with anger as he stared at Liang Meng.
I guess these are Yue'er's two brothers.
Needless to say, this man in black robe who looks tough must be Yue'er's elder brother, the lord of Yacheng.
"Young City Lord."
The two of them stood still and bowed to Ziruo. Ziruo also bowed in return.
Then the man in black shirt, whose face was darker than his shirt, looked at Yue'er and gave a slightly stern order.
"Yue'er, come here."
Yue'er pursed her lips, clearly unwilling, but fearing her brother's harshness, she reluctantly walked over to stand beside him.
"Who is this?"
"Oh, she's a guest at my tomb, Liang Meng. I met Yue'er on my mother's birthday. Yue'er likes her very much, so I brought her along with me today."
Hearing the question from the cold-faced brother, Ziruo began to explain.
However, Liang Meng was puzzled as to why Ziruo said this to Brother Yue'er. But she soon found out.
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