The painting given to Gu Mingxuan was painted by her seriously.

As for Xiao Shu and Lou Yuchun, it was originally a man she teased on a whim in order to suppress other women, so she was naturally too lazy to bother, so she reproduced it as it was.

They were all obsessed with her, and she believed that they would never show their drawings to others.

But now it's such a coincidence, the three people who got her painting are all here now, and they have all heard the love poems she wrote......

Jiang Qingge is not stupid, she quickly reacted, I am afraid that someone deliberately did this drama today!

The reason why Xiao Shu chose to confess today is to bring out that painting, right?

However, who would have known that she sent three men the same painting at the same time?

Jiang Qingge couldn't think of any twists and turns even if he wanted to break his head, and unconsciously set his eyes on Su Li.

Su Lizheng looked at her with a mocking face, and when he saw her looking over, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he raised his breath and said, "The oiran with red sleeves in the capital is a little red lips and ten thousand people to taste!" Now our Miss Jiang is a love poem for San Lang! Jiang Qingge, you are even more powerful than the oiran with red sleeves! Admire! Admire!"

Everyone heard the mockery in her words and laughed.

Jiang Qingge's face had turned the color of pork liver at this time.

This ***, actually compared her to the Oiran of the Red Sleeve Move!

Didn't you point to her nose and scold her for being a female branch?

"Ah Li, I think you're talking less!" Hana Wuyue laughed, "I think it's possible for Gorou Rokuro too!"

"Gorou Rokuro is also missing!" A woman in the crowd echoed, "Miss Shichiro Hachiro Jiang can handle it too!"

"If you say that, you will underestimate Miss Jiang!" Li Yinman said disdainfully, "Our Jiang girl is good at dancing with long sleeves on weekdays, that is, eighty years a night, what is the difficulty?"

"Poof, Eighty Lang!" Ruan Ling laughed and clutched her stomach and cried out in pain, "Do you think she was beaten with iron?"

"Oh, Ling'er, you understand it so well!" Hua Wuyue has always been a master of hurting people, and at this time, she said in a strange voice, "I said, all the sons who like Miss Jiang, you can create a puppet of Jiang Qingge!" In this way, you can ensure that you have one person, and you don't have to fight for it anymore! Don't be tired of our Miss Jiang! That's a lot to do!"

"Flower no moon! Can you say that?" Lou Yuchun couldn't help but speak, "Your heart is really dirty!"

"Whew!" Hua Wuyue spat out, "The dirty one is obviously your Jiang girl!"

"It's just three love paintings, what can it mean?" Lou Yuchun clenched his fists, "Even if we send the same painting, we still like Miss Jiang!" We still won't like you as ugly! You're just jealous of Miss Jiang!"

"That's it! You're jealous of her!" Someone in the crowd stood up again, "Anyway, we believe Miss Jiang!"

"I believe in her too!" An abrupt and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, making everyone present stunned.

This person is actually Gu Mingxuan!

When Fang Clan heard this, he was so angry that he almost fainted!

"Do you still believe it? What do you believe in her? A love painting for three people! You've seen it with your own eyes and heard it with your own ears, why are you still obsessed? You stupid thing!"

Fang's hatred and anger were mixed, and he grabbed Gu Mingxuan and slammed it hard!

Gu Mingxuan stood there, not dodging or dodging, but just looked at Jiang Qingge directly: "Ge'er, there must be some misunderstanding, right? You're just like me, don't you? You answer me! If you say it, I will believe it!"

Su Li: "......"

Crowd: "......"

Princess Yun was shocked, turned her head to look at Xiao Shu, and said in a trembling voice, "Shu'er, you ...... about this What do you think?"

Xiao Shu smiled bitterly: "What else can you see? The facts are in front of you! She's just trying to tease us!"

When Princess Yun heard this, she let out a long sigh of relief, stroked her chest and muttered, "Thank God!"

"Why is my mother so pale?" Xiao Shu looked at her, "It's hard for you to think that I'm the same as Gu Mingxuan, I still want to

Listen to her?"

"Mother is worried!" Princess Yun had tears in her eyes, "Shu'er, as long as you can come out of it! Mother is really afraid that you will be like him, trapped in it!"

"Mother is worried!" Xiao Shu shook his head, "My son really liked her before, but after today's incident, my son only thinks this woman is disgusting now!"

His gaze fell on Xiao Yun next to Jiang Qingge.

Xiao Yun was also staring at Jiang Qingge at this time.

He was really jealous and jealous, especially after hearing Gu Mingxuan's words, he vaguely felt that the relationship between Jiang Qingge and Gu Mingxuan must not be as simple as she said!

Therefore, he was as nervous as Gu Mingxuan, unconsciously grabbed Jiang Qingge's shoulder, and asked again, "Ge'er, answer me, what is going on?"

Jiang Qingge wanted to slap him with a big slap at this time!

At this time, why do you want to ask her so much?

He should have taken her out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, shouldn't he?

Moreover, his ghost appearance is easy for others to see that the relationship between the two is not normal!

What father would care so much about the woman who could not be his daughter-in-law after his son's courtship was blocked?

"Uncle Yun, do you want to force me?" Jiang Qingge's mouth flattened, and tears fell like rain, "Don't you see it? It's a conspiracy at all! A conspiracy specifically against me! Those paintings or something, someone deliberately made it out to frame me! If you don't help me, will you come with them to insult me?"

"I ......" Xiao Yun was stunned, and finally didn't ask any more.

Jiang Qingge responded with a strong spirit: "Mingxuan, for the sake of our love once, you tell me, who gave you this painting of yours?"

Gu Mingxuan was stunned by her question: "This painting ...... Didn't you give it to me?"

"Did I give it to you?" Jiang Qingge looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Think about it again! Is it really me giving it to you? I didn't give you this picture! This painting must have been given to you by your mother!"

"My mother......" Gu Mingxuan blinked, and for a while, he suddenly felt as if his mind was full of paste, and he couldn't even think or recall, just subconsciously repeated Jiang Qingge's words, "My mother...... Give me ......"

"Fart!" Fang scolded angrily, "Jiang Qingge, are you still embarrassed? This painting is clearly your handwriting! I wrote and drew it myself, do you still want to admit it?"

"Then ask Madame to take a closer look at these two paintings!" Jiang Qingge put the two paintings in one place, "The one I gave to the prince is a little rough, how can it be as delicate as this one? This is obviously not painted by one person! This is obviously someone who deliberately framed me and used this painting to ruin my reputation!"