Only then did Ling Jin know that the one who revealed his identity turned out to be this damn broken jade pendant. He said, Murong Yan had never seen him, how did he know that his surname was Ling?

"So what?" Murong Yan glanced at Ling Jin in disgust, the white-clothed young man with a hippie smile in front of her and the Rong Huan who pretended to be gentle and elegant were not good things at first glance.

King Ling Chen of Jin, it's not even a thing!

Some people are good at using a smile to hide their true temperament, some people are good at using casual gentleness to hide their true faces, and some people don't even bother to cover up.

Just like Watchen.

Thinking of Wa Chen, Murong Yan felt a deep sadness in her heart, which inadvertently revealed from her eyes.

That scar has a deep sadness, and anyone who sees it will feel distressed.

Ling Jin was still smiling on her face, but her brows were frowning slightly, her cousin actually hurt her so deeply?

The expression on Rong Huan's face remained unchanged, but the coldness in his eyes disappeared, and the eyes that looked at Murong Yan brought a hint of warmth.

Ling Chen was slightly stunned, why did this stinky woman have desperate sadness? She divorced before she got married, and she broke her heart so much?

The ladies and ladies at the banquet, when they saw the three beautiful men of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty gathered here, their eyes suddenly straightened.

There is no hope for the concubine of the king of Jin, and she is willing to be a side concubine. Besides, Rong Huan and Ling Jin are not married. One can be the queen of Jinhua, the other can be the princess, the nobles have forgotten that they are even shy, and the eyes of admiration wrap the three people tightly.

Murong Yan came back to her senses under the enthusiasm of the women, and her eyes returned to a cool place. As if the person who had just been hurt was not her.

Surrounded by the eyes of the nobles, Rong Huan frowned slightly, as if he couldn't stand these scorching and lingering gazes. Ling Jin was very embarrassed, and from time to time he winked at the nobles and squeezed his eyebrows, causing a low scream at the table.

There are a family of prominent families with women who have just grown up, and they have avoided Ling Jin's gaze at their daughter. The fifth prince is famous, and it is really a shame to be favored by him.

King Jin's face darkened, and he arched his hand and said, "Brother Rong, please." ”

Murong stepped forward and gently pulled King Jin's sleeve with her little hand, and she said softly, "Don't be impatient." ”

Murong Xiang bit her lip and stopped talking.

Murong Yan grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into her mouth while looking at them coldly.

After the note was set, King Jin handed it to Murong Yan, who took it and looked at it carefully.

Can't read it? King Jin sneered in his heart.

It is rumored that Murong Yan was illiterate and left one gentleman after another, Mrs. Feng was so distressed by this, but Murong Yan was stubborn and had to give up the education of her concubine, and never looked for her husband to teach her to read.

Murong Yan took it and looked at it, with a slight look of appreciation in her eyes, and her heart became more and more contemptuous and disdainful.

What a waste of good words.

This is a good hand, how can it be written by a scumbag?

The gist of the note is that the king of Jin owes her 200,000 gold and returns it in a month. Murong Yan had no objection, Long Feifeng Wu signed Murong Yan's three big characters, and then handed them to King Jin.

King Jin took it, his eyes touched those three words, his heart was shocked, and his heart was even more surprised. I saw Murong Yan's three words flowing smoothly, Luan Hui Feng Dance, falling paper smoke clouds, dragon soaring and phoenix leaping, this kind of skill, without ten years of hard work, it can't be practiced. How could such a word be written by a lazy and illiterate maid since childhood.

It seems that the rumors are really not credible.

King Jin pursed his lips and silently took the pen and signed his name.

When it was Rong Huan's turn, Rong Huan took it, his eyes fell on the three words Murong Yan, and a trace of a smile appeared in his dark eyes, which was fleeting. With a stroke of the pen, he signed his name.

Rong Huan's words are not inferior to King Jin.

Murong Yan snorted lightly, these two people are not good things, they are really a waste of good words.

"This king has already made amends, and I ask Miss Six not to trouble making up again." King Jin glanced at Murong Yan, wanting to calm things down, and his tone was very sincere.

What he said seemed to be Murong Yan unreasonable and deliberately making trouble with Murong Makeup.

But Murong Yan doesn't care, she is a person who pays attention to practical results, her mouth grows on others, she likes to say anything, and she is at her own convenience.

It's just that the 200,000 gold that hasn't arrived yet, do you want her Murong Yan to buy it?

Murong Yan laughed angrily, and said with a cold face: "Hasn't King Jin not given the money yet?" The money was given, and I and King Jin were clear, but the account with Murong makeup had not yet been settled. ”

"You...... Don't push people too hard. King Jin's face sank, and he said angrily.

Murong Yan shook her head and said in a very sincere tone: "It's really a couple's affection!" Honorable lord, in fact, I am very happy that you have divorced me. To be honest, to marry a straw bale like yours, I'd rather jump into the fish pond. Her cold gaze fell on Murong Makeup, and her tone was much colder than her gaze, "However, now we are clear." My business is none of your business! If you want to be confused, I will fulfill you. Murong makeup pushed me into the fish pond, and I wanted her to pay it back with blood. ”

Mrs. Feng shouted angrily: "Yan'er, you keep saying that makeup harms you, but there are people with physical evidence? ”

Murong Yan looked indifferently at Cai Lian, who was holding Murong makeup, and said slowly: "Her girl can testify, if she is willing to testify." ”

Cailian, who has always been smart and capable, was seen by her as weak-hearted, and said with trembling lips: "Obviously, you yourself have been divorced and lived in the world without shame, jump in to seek death, don't wronged the second miss." ”

Murong Yan smiled lazily, looking at Cai Lian as if she was looking at a dead man, "Cai Lian, you don't know that your master is a ruthless person, right?" I'm amazed that you're alive until now. ”

Cailian's face turned pale, and she bit her lip and didn't speak.

Ling Chen said coldly: "Murong Yan, you insulted this king - this king endured it, Jiao'er is the princess of the King of Jin, and no one can ruin your reputation, today you make it clear to this king." ”

Murong Yan shook her head and sighed, her tone was a little hateful, "Lord Jin, you still don't ......accept it when you say you are a straw bale."

Murong Hou interrupted her, "Yan'er, you have repeatedly offended the prince, are you guilty?" ”

Murong Yan turned her head to Murong Hou and said with a smile: "Oh, I forgot, King Jin is Hou Ye's son-in-law, so I can't offend." But I don't understand very much, people divorced one of your dignified daughters, and you didn't go to seek justice for your daughter, but instead stammered and sent another daughter, why is this? Such a thing of selling women for glory, Hou Ye did it easily, it is really admirable, admirable! Admire! ”

She turned her head sideways and meditated, and without waiting for Murong Hou to have a chance to get angry and speak again, she said innocently, "But, Master Hou, you have already been appointed as a general and have a lot of power, why do you still want to talk to the Jin Palace?" The house never invites a husband for her daughter, and her daughter has never read a book, so I really don't understand this reason! ”

Her tone was innocent and her expression was bright, and at this time, her face had a bit of girlish playfulness and cuteness.

Murong Hou was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood, and a mouthful of turbid qi surged in his chest, but he could only point at Murong Yan with trembling fingers, unable to say a word.