Mantuo Villa.

Night, breeze.

A gray figure flashed away in Mantuo Villa and disappeared into the courtyard where Li Qingluo lived, and no one seemed to notice it.

In a room lit with candles, Li Qingluo sat quietly at the table, holding a square velvet blanket in her hand, she could see her spirit, she didn't know what she was thinking, and her expression was a little solemn.

"Whoa. ”

A voice came, and a vase fell to the ground, shattering. Li Qingluo was pulled back to reality by the sound of the vase cracking, and couldn't help frowning, got up and walked to the window, probably because the wind was a little strong today.

After closing the window, Li Qingluo simply cleaned up the broken vase, sighed, and returned to the table, but as soon as she turned around, she found that a figure had appeared at the table, holding the square velvet blanket in her hand.

Li Qingluo was taken aback, when did this person come He didn't know anything today, only the window was open in the whole room, but she had already closed the window herself just now.

"What are you doing here, where did you come from?"

Li Qingluo glared at the person who came, and asked in a deep voice, her face unhappy.

"Madame Wang may have been too fascinated by this square carpet just now, I've been here for a while, but you seem to have just found out. ”

The visitor laughed and began to wander back and forth in the room.

It was none other than Xiao Jun, who had just sneaked in.

"I'm asking what you're doing here?!"

Li Qingluo's face became more and more ugly, her brows furrowed slightly, and she snatched the square blanket in Xiao Jun's hand and put it in the cabinet not far away.

"It's nothing, the main thing is that there are a few questions that need to be asked to Mrs. Wang, I don't know if I can tell one or two?"

Xiao Jun looked at Li Qingluo and said seriously.

"What's the problem?"

Li Qingluo frowned, and a hint of foreboding rose in her heart.

"Is Yu Yan your biological daughter?!"

Xiao Jun stared at Li Qingluo's eyes and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this question, Li Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and her brows furrowed instantly.

"What do you mean?!What is not my daughter?"

Li Qingluo glared at Xiao Jun dissatisfiedly and said loudly.

"Really, then let me guess, he is the daughter of you and Duan Zhengchun, the king of Dali Zhennan, right?"

Xiao Jun stared at Li Qingluo and asked the second question.

This time Li Qingluo was even more surprised, few people knew about this matter.

"How do you know?!"

Li Qingluo was shocked again.

"Don't care how I know, it seems that I am right, I also know that you are the daughter of Wu Yazi, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, and his junior sister Li Qiushui, right?"

Xiao Jun asked a question again, like a cannon.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Li Qingluo's eyes widened, looking at this young man who had behaved unusually since he came to Mantuo Villa, and asked in horror. It's as if he has no secrets in front of him, and he has seen through everything.

"It seems that I guessed all right! Since I am a descendant of the Freedom Sect, what should I do when I see the master?"

Xiao Jun said, took out the thumb in his pocket, and shook it in front of Li Qingluo.

Seeing the wrench in Xiao Jun's hand, Li Qingluo's eyes widened in surprise, and the look of surprise on her face became even more obvious.

"You ......"

Li Qingluo was speechless, and was a little at a loss for a while.

"What are you?!Don't you kneel down and salute when you see the master?!"

Xiao Jun deliberately straightened his face and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Li Qingluo had already knelt directly on the ground.

Speaking of which, Li Qingluo and Xiao Jun are actually peers. Li Qingluo is the daughter of the Cliffless Son, while Xiao Jun is the Disciple of the Cliffless Son.

"Do you dare to swear to Master Zu that everything you just said is true?"

Xiao Jun stared at Li Qingluo and asked again.

Li Qingluo was silent, her face changed again and again, and her expression struggled.

"Say!"

Xiao Jun urged in a deep voice.

"I swear that what I just said is not half a lie, it is all truthful. ”

Li Qingluo hesitated, but finally made an oath.

"You're lying!"

Xiao Jun looked coldly at Li Qingluo, who was kneeling in front of him, and snorted coldly.

"No, everything the disciple said came from the bottom of his heart, and there was no half-truth!"

Li Qingluo shook her head and said firmly, the panic and uneasiness just now had gradually disappeared.

"Wang Yuyan is not your biological daughter at all!"

Xiao Jun suddenly said loudly.

"She's my biological daughter, really, please believe me. ”

Li Qingluo insisted.

After listening to Li Qingluo's firm answer, a look of disappointment flashed on Xiao Jun's face, and he was a little frustrated, originally thinking that he could deceive some clues, but unfortunately found nothing.

"Madame, are you calling me?"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the house, it was the voice of Mrs. Jinyun.

Xiao Jun frowned and walked towards the window.

"Is there a man on this island, why do you wear so little? Don't you have the money to buy an extra piece of cloth? You are not afraid of accidentally falling forward while walking! If you are really the biological mother of the language, then why didn't you pass this thing on to her? Even if it is only half passed on!"

As he spoke, Xiao Jun had already jumped out of the window and disappeared out of the window in a blink of an eye.

Li Qingluo looked blankly in the direction of the window, her face was blue and red for a while, and it took a long time to react to Xiao Jun's last words, and she couldn't help but look down at her chest.

"Ma'am?"

At this moment, Mrs. Jinyun pushed the door and walked in, and when she saw Li Qingluo kneeling on the ground, she shouted in surprise and walked over to help Li Qingluo up.

"Who let you in?"

Li Qingluo looked at Mrs. Jinyun who pushed the door directly into with some dissatisfaction, and said with a little complaint.

"The old slave knocked on the door, but the lady didn't respond for a long time, the old slave thought something was wrong, so he came in directly, bumped into the lady, and asked the lady to punish him. ”

Mrs. Jinyun saw that Li Qingluo was a little angry, so she hurriedly knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"That's it, you go down, I'm going to rest. ”

Li Qingluo issued an eviction order.

Mrs. Jinyun nodded, and before leaving, she didn't forget to close the window that Xiao Jun had opened, and then slowly retreated, as for why Li Qingluo knelt on the ground, although she was curious, she didn't dare to ask more.

Li Qingluo sat on the edge of the bed blankly, with a solemn expression, and began to guess what Xiao Jun's identity was. The monk of Shaolin Temple, the head of the Carefree School, Li Qingluo felt more than that.

On the other side, Xiao Jun returned to his room, also suspicious, he saw that Li Qingluo must be hiding something, and he didn't tell the truth, and that square carpet must be related to some secret, otherwise Li Qingluo would not care so much.

But he had no way of knowing what it was, so he could only leave it to the future to investigate slowly.

However, he is now more and more convinced that Wang Yuyan's biological mother is not Li Qingluo.