Nan Xiyue took out a slightly old wooden box from under the table and sat down in front of the mirror, which contained the makeup items that Nan Xiyue had carefully preserved in the past.

She didn't wear a lot of rouge gouache, but she didn't have nothing, she first applied several layers of heavy foundation to her face, and then painted her lips into a "bloody mouth".

She stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, and then kneaded her combed hair more unruly, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Jun Lingye looked at her scratching her head in front of the mirror with a disgusted expression, thinking that she was suddenly stimulated by something, and was about to ask kindly, Nan Xiyue had already grabbed him and stuffed him into his clothes.

After Nan Xiyue carefully "dressed up", she walked back to Nan Mobai.

She looked at Nan Mobai calmly, and showed a smile that was enough to crush all beings: "Let's go." ”

Nan Mobai secretly swallowed his saliva, and was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, and forcibly suppressed the fright.

Although he wondered why Nan Xiyue suddenly made himself so exaggerated, he was smart not to ask more, and walked with her all the way towards the welcome hall of Nan's house.

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In the spacious and bright hall, Nan Qianyu sat at the top, and next to him were two old men with faint expressions, who were Nan Feng, the great elder of the Nan family, and Nan Zhen, the second elder.

Below the left hand of the three sat some elders of the clan, and next to them, there were several young disciples who had distinguished themselves in the clan.

On the other side sat a gray-haired gray-robed old man, he was Mo Yuanzheng, the eldest elder of the Mo family, and there was a young man sitting next to Mo Yuanzheng, who was Mo Shaoyang, the eldest young master of the Mo family.

Mo Shaoyang was dressed in a white robe, with a tall figure and a handsome face, and an ink-colored gem was inlaid on his high erect crown of hair, which made him even more like a crown of jade.

And Nan Yuyao sat on the chair directly opposite him, looking at him with affection in her eyes, but she didn't get a look from him.

At this time, Nan Qianyu was talking politely to Mo Yuanzheng, the great elder of the Mo family, but why the Mo family came over, everyone present already knew it.

In the past few days, the entire Yecheng has been spread that Mo Shaoyang, the eldest young master of the Mo family, plans to officially break off the marriage contract with Nan Xiyue of the Nan family.

Although I don't know if this news came from the Mo family, even the Nan family has no way to recover this marriage contract that has not been favored by others since childhood.

After all, Mo Shaoyang had reached the sixfold genius of the spirit body at a young age, while Nan Xiyue was a waste who could not cultivate.

As soon as Nan Xiyue stepped into the hall, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Many of those eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, as if she were a clown.

A sneer flashed in the depths of her eyes, these people really didn't hide their dislike for her.

She glanced at the audience slightly, and when her eyes came into contact with the white-clothed young man on the right, the task prompt of the Cangling system sounded in her head: "Heavenly Punishment Moon Task Three: Break the marriage contract with Mo Shaoyang." Rewards: 10 Kindness, 10 Abomination, 5% Luck, 5% Health. ”

Nan Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, it seems that this young man in white should be her fiancé Mo Shaoyang.