"Bi'an is so good to me, how can I bear to beat him up?"
"Unlike you, who looks like a decent person on the surface, but actually has such a vicious mind."
"I'll tell Brother Bi'an when I get back and ask him to kick you out."
Murong Qingli whispered in Princess Kangjia's ear.
"Si Muqiao, have you been possessed by evil spirits?" Princess Kangjia asked with a look of doubt on her face.
"No. I just don't want to hear you say bad things about Brother Bi'an behind his back."
"Hmph, go away and sit aside and don't bother me." Murong Qingli said.
"Brother Bi'an? This princess remembers that you used to call him Your Majesty? When did you change the name?" Princess Kangjia looked at her again.
For some reason, from the moment Si Muqiao walked out, she always felt that there was something strange about Si Muqiao in front of her.
But she couldn't tell what was so strange about it at the moment.
Murong Qingli's heart trembled slightly when he heard her words, and he quickly spoke again to continue to provoke Princess Kang Jia.
"Your Majesty is mine. I can call you whatever I want. What do you care?"
"Si Muqiao, are you a pig? Why do you hum all the time?"
"But seriously, you look so cute like this, hahahaha."
Princess Kang Jia was not angry at all. Instead, she suddenly started to laugh foolishly.
Even the look she gave "Si Mu Qiao" became more kind and friendly.
“???” Murong Qingli.
Cou, what kind of fool is this Princess Kangjia?
Si Muqiao, who was sitting in the highest seat, took it all in without making a sound.
She felt so great!
The higher you sit, the farther you see!
No wonder the teacher at the podium always told them when they were in school.
You'd better not do anything tricky down there, because I can see your every move clearly from the podium.
And now, Si Muqiao finally experienced that feeling.
Wherever her sight went, it was clear.
The old minister sitting not far to the left seemed to be watching the game seriously, but he was actually moving his butt around all the time.
I guess it's hemorrhoids.
The young man who was sitting behind the old minister just tilted his head and whispered with the person next to him and even clinked glasses with him.
The young man on the right was handsome, but he actually took advantage of others not paying attention and picked his nose with his sleeve covering his face.
And there's the women's seat.
Someone was eating and chewed a mouthful of pastry for thirty-two times.
Some were playing with their handkerchiefs and spinning their bracelets out of boredom, while others were engaging in eye combat.
Wow, it’s lively, so lively!
But the worst one was her second brother, that idiot.
That guy was actually eating and teasing the bird at the same time.
The sitting posture was very casual and unrestrained.
He really looks like a dandy.
After watching for a while, Si Muqiao found it very boring.
She subconsciously called out the number 233 in her mind.
"System, are you there? Come out and talk."
No one answered.
"Hey, system, are you stupid? Open the door, open the door, don't hide in there without making any noise, I know you are home!"
Quiet, extraordinary quiet.
At this time, Si Muqiao finally panicked.
What happened? Why did the system sound disappear?
Where did that guy go?
Wait, that guy was originally in her mind.
But she had just exchanged bodies with Murong Qingli.
Now she did not call out the system.
In other words, System 233 still remains in Murong Qingli's mind.
Oh my god?
ah!
Ahhh!
Ahhhh!
Noooooooooooooo!
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