When Murong Jiu heard this, he didn't know how to answer for a while. s。 ~~ Liang Zhu's song should be considered a household name in modern times, but here, she is the only one who knows it. This song was not written by her, and the dance drama part was written by her, but she also referred to what she had seen in her previous life. If she said yes, she was uneasy; If they ask where they come from, how will she explain it

After thinking about it, Murong Jiu decided to blur the focus

"Do you think it's good-looking" Murong Jiu once again took the non-answering rhetorical question to the extreme.

"Of course it's good-looking, it's just amazing and touching, but it's just too bleak, how could you make up such a tune" Xuanyuan talked eloquently, but he was quite puzzled as to why Murong Jiu had such a tragic creation. Creation is generally inspired by feelings, and that would be what touched her to make such a poignant love story

"Yes, Jiu'er, with your age, it shouldn't be how you thought of it" Xuanyuan Ze also aroused interest at this time and joined the ranks of interrogation.

This question, everyone present said that they were very interested, and Daylight couldn't help but throw themselves at Murong Jiu.

When Murong Jiu heard this, when he saw everyone's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how could it not be pleasant to play with wood in his heart. She can't tell the truth, and she doesn't want to lie, she is very embarrassed

"Actually, I'm a person who loves to dream, and strange things often appear in my dreams." Murong Jiu's face was indifferent, and he said plainly. Only she knew how stiff her head was.

"Are you saying that you dreamed of it, so you made up such a play," Xuanyuan Li said in surprise.

"Isn't it okay?" Murong Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

Emma is not a pit person for a dream in her previous life, but now that she lives in this other world, a qiē in her previous life is indeed like a dream. As for the arrangement and screenwriting, she didn't say anything

"No, it's just, you've been thinking about something messy all day long, how could you have such a dream" Xuanyuan Li's face was incredible, and he broke the posture of the sand pot and asked the bottom of the question.

"I want you to take care of it" Murong Jiu was really angry, and said a little impatient and slightly provocative.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it, it's rare" Xuanyuan was blocked by Murong Jiu, blocking his breath.

"It's not uncommon for you to ask." Murong Jiu raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, if that arrogant little appearance was someone else, it is estimated that Xuanyuan would have already passed with a punch.

Xuanyuan twitched from the corner of his mouth, knowing that he couldn't fight her with kung fu, and after glaring at Murong Jiu fiercely, he shook his head and ignored her.

Hehe, Murong Jiu saw that Xuanyuan was defeated again, and his heart burst with joy.

"Jiu'er, how can you be so rude." Murong Haoxuan had a straight face, but his eyes flashed with doting.

"It's just a joke, the general doesn't have to care." Xuanyuan Rui said.

"Master, the children have their own way of getting along with the children, we are old, we won't interfere, and the time is not early, we should go back." Mrs. Murong smiled softly.

Knowing that her husband didn't really blame her daughter, she really didn't want to restrain her baby daughter too much, so she couldn't help but want to take the opportunity to leave. At the same time, it can be regarded as blocking the previous topic for Murong Jiu, and if Murong Jiu didn't answer positively before, she could see that she didn't want to talk about it.

"That's right, the old man and his wife will leave first, you can do whatever you want." Murong Haoxuan understood Mrs. Murong's intentions, and got up and responded with a smile.

Murong Haoxuan got up, and Mrs. Murong followed and left.

"Daddy, you're going back." Seeing that the two were leaving, Murong Jiu hurriedly got up and walked towards them.

"Come back in the evening, my mother will go back and let the kitchen cook more of your favorite food, and we will eat together as a family to celebrate for you." Mrs. Murong took Murong Jiu's hand and said softly, and after speaking, she looked at Murong Hao and signaled to him.

"Well, I'll go back with Jiu'er later." Murong Hao said.

"Okay, then we'll go back first." Madam Murong said with a smile.

Everyone said goodbye to Murong and his wife one by one, and Murong Jiu personally sent them downstairs.

At the end of the opening ceremony, Tsukuka Youju remained full, and some of the guests who were in high spirits did not leave, but continued to stay and chat about Tsukuka Yuju, while some people checked out and left, but another group of people would be ushered in. However, the front door of Tsukika Yuju is no longer so congested.

"Jiu'er, you can go in." Outside the door of Zhuxiang's friend's house, in front of the carriage, Mrs. Murong patted her daughter's hand and said gently.

"Yes, Jiu'er, don't let them wait, we're leaving." Murong Haoxuan smiled, took Mrs. Murong's hand, and helped her into the carriage.

Murong Haoxuan got into the carriage and waved his hand to Murong Jiu, signaling her to leave, and got into the carriage.

Looking at the carriage that was moving away, the smile on Murong Jiu's face never retreated.

"Yo little beauty, why is it alone, it's okay, my brother is here to accompany you." An obscene voice sounded suddenly.

Murong Jiu looked at the carriage leaving, turned his eyes to follow the prestige, and saw a young man in a blue forged costume walking towards Murong Jiu, and did not stop until Murong Jiu was in front of him.

This person not only had an obscene voice, but even the expression on his face was full of obscenity, but this obscene face gave Murong Jiu a feeling that he had seen before.

"Who are you" Murong Jiu didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person, but the feeling of déjà vu made her curious, and she suppressed the disgust in her heart and asked for the time being.

"It's good to say, this son is still the son of the prime minister, known as Shen Sangongzi" The lewd man who calls himself Shen Sangongzi is arrogant.

Zuo Prime Minister Shen Sangongzi

Oh, it turned out to be the first time she went to Tianxianglou, because Linglong was the one she beat up. After Murong Jiu heard him introduce himself, he instantly realized the truth.

Murong Jiu glanced at Shen San, and secretly said that the injury was healed and came out to look for a draw, he was really an idiot who did not spare his life, so he walked towards Zhuxiang Youju without looking back.

When Shen San saw that Murong Jiu was leaving, he opened his hand to stop Murong Jiu, and the three entourages behind him also surrounded Murong Jiu.

"Hey, little beauty, if you want to go to Zhuxiang Youju, you might as well tell you, this Zhuxiang Youju is full now, and there is no place to sit when you go in, but it's not the same when Young Master Ben comes forward, make sure that the shopkeeper obediently cleans up a private room for me, how about working with the master" Shen San said with a lively face, staring at Murong Jiu with squinting eyes,

Murong Jiu saw that Shen San looked like he was about to drool, and his heart was full of disgust. But seeing that he didn't recognize her, she didn't want to cause trouble with her current identity, so she suppressed her disgust and said lightly: "No need, son, please." ”

"Hey, don't be ignorant, you must know that being favored by my son-in-law is a blessing that has accumulated eight lifetimes." The minions led by Shen San's side raised their eyebrows and said.

Shen San listened to the words of his servant, his head was about to rise to the sky, and he played the white-faced gentleman in the opera to the fullest.

"Get out of the way." The disgust in Murong Jiu's heart couldn't be suppressed, his face had turned cold, and his tone was even more powerful.

"Don't you know who my son-in-law is, my son-in-law is the son of Zuo Xiang." The leader of the slave was frightened by the cold air emanating from Murong Jiu's body, and it could be seen that she was just a delicate little girl, so she was bold again.

"Got it, the son of the left minister, now you can get out of the way." Murong Jiu's face now can only be described as black, and that expression all indicates that if she talks nonsense to her again, she will immediately open the flatten.

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