The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 1831 My Husband is a Fake Young Master

Si Qianling frowned in confusion; he felt that Su Ziqing had been acting strangely these past few days.

She always avoided him, and every time she met his gaze, she looked guilty.

He glanced at Su Qiruo again. He didn't believe that Su Ziqing would betray Su Qiruo, but her condition was definitely not normal.

But since it was just his own suspicion, Si Qianling didn't want to tell Su Qiruo directly, lest he cause her unnecessary trouble.

After reading through the poems in her hand, Su Ziqing could roughly guess which ones were written by Su Qiruo and which ones by Si Qianling.

Both husband and wife are exceptionally talented in literature; their poems should be quite good enough to attract good fortune.

Thinking about the dream she had before, Su Ziqing couldn't help but grip the ground with her toes.

This beastly dream really killed her.

She had never had any feelings for Si Qianling. From the day she met Si Qianling, he had already been Su Qiruo's fiancé.

How could I possibly covet my sister's man?

However, she couldn't explain why she had such a dream.

This dream has been tormenting her for several days.

The things that Su Ziqing and Si Qianling couldn't understand seemed to make sense when they saw the face of the Yuan Clan's Holy Son on the float on the street during the Hundred Flowers Festival.

Si Qianling assumed that Su Ziqing had bumped into the Yuan Clan's Holy Son on the street and mistook him for him, which was why she looked at him so strangely.

Su Ziqing finally breathed a sigh of relief; the dream she had been living in wasn't about her being a beast, but about reality.

The boy with the braids that they saved back then turned out to be the Holy Son of the Yuan Clan. What surprised her even more was that the Holy Son of the Yuan Clan looked exactly like Si Qianling.

Aside from being a bit darker-skinned and having a head full of braids, he's practically another Si Qianling.

As for the small red mole on the tip of his nose, Su Ziqing and Su Qiruo could naturally see it clearly with their martial arts skills and eyesight.

"This..." "Young Master..."

Zhi Shu and Zhi Yu, who were standing guard on either side of Si Qianling, both stared wide-eyed, their fingers involuntarily pointing at the people on the float. They quickly withdrew their fingers after realizing it was inappropriate.

Su Qiruo was also quite surprised, not expecting that the Yuan Clan's Holy Son would look almost exactly like Si Qianling.

So, who exactly was the ninth prince of the Western Hu Kingdom who was switched out back then?

Did He Guijun of the Western Hu Kingdom have one or two children?

Or perhaps, neither of them are.

But if none of this has anything to do with the Western Hu royal family, then why does Hu Ziqiu look so much like Si Qianling?

Even Su Qiruo, who is usually good at analysis, was dumbfounded at this moment.

She gripped Si Qianling's hand even tighter, and Si Qianling seemed to sense her strength, gripping her hand tightly in return.

As the Holy Son of the Yuan Clan swept his gaze across the crowd and finally landed on their group, Su Qiruo suddenly smiled and said, "In that case, so be it."

There are no two people in the world who look so alike unless they are blood relatives.

If Si Qianling and that Yuan Clan Holy Son are truly brothers, then the chances of obtaining the Blazing Flower are even higher.

On the float, Yuan Heng immediately recognized the two young ladies who had saved him years ago in the crowd. They looked almost exactly the same as when they were children, still so beautiful.

And that familiar posture and attire—it was none other than his savior from back then.

Yuan Heng was excited, but he couldn't show it on his face.

He was also worried that if he missed the two of them, he would never be able to see them again, and he was very anxious.

Fortunately, his four personal attendants were standing under the float, helping to scatter flowers. He quickly leaned down and gave an order to the person closest to him.