Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 325 The Broken Mirror on the Jialan Tower

Chapter 325 The Broken Mirror on the Jialan Tower (1)
Many things can happen in seven days.

Ever since Song Qiuxin issued a "war letter" to Song Wanzhi on Chang'an Avenue last night, the whole Zhaodu has been boiling.

For everyone, Song Qiuxin has been an existence that the Song family cannot look up to in the past few years. Many people think that this is the greatest hope of their Chen country.

A girl who can stand on top.

But who would have known that Song Wanzhi would appear later?

In the face of everyone's contempt, the wind and the rain are still, showing his edge at the Tiancheng Banquet, and being sisters with Princess Zhaoyang, even the old man beside him has the strength to shock everyone.

And until now, no one knew Song Wanzhi's strength, but everyone knew it, so it should not be underestimated.

Their inexplicable respect for the strong comes from the fact that she always stands on a high place, so what everyone looks up to the most is always the highest position.

Therefore, even if it was the Lantern Festival, people would not be able to separate their minds from the discussion of who is better between Song Wanzhi and Song Qiuxin seven days later.

"Miss Qiuxin, who is that? That is the existence that is second only to Princess Zhaoyang in the current Pearl List. Who can compare?"

"But we see that Miss Wanzhi is not weak. What if Miss Wanzhi is very powerful?"

"Miss Wanzhi is very good, but look at the Pearl List. This Pearl List was written by the old man Tianji. The 13-year-old is on the list, and girls under the age of 20 are all included. So, how can Miss Wanzhi compare with it?" Miss Qiuxin?"

"Hey, you're right when you say that."

"However, I'm still looking forward to this battle. You know, Chen Guo has not been lively for a long time."

……

Everywhere in the streets and alleys is arguing and discussing. This is considered to be the most eye-catching event after the Tiancheng Banquet.

However, Song Wanzhi and Song Qiuxin, who were in the vortex of words, didn't seem to be affected at all.

Song Qiuxin was still sitting in the library in the palace, flipping through the books over and over again, those simple words fell into her eyes, and she silently recited them in her heart over and over again.

She doesn't care about winning or losing.

She doesn't care about fame.

All she cares about is the obsession in her heart, and for that sustenance, everything can be discarded.

She sat down and meditated.

Outside the sky, the moon and stars are sparse.

The same moonlight shone in Song Wanzhi's courtyard.

After dinner, Xiaobai ate so much that he spread out his little belly and slept on the stone under the peach blossom tree to bask in the moon.

Xiao Ye watched from the side, stretched out her finger and poked its pink and tender belly, and said with a smile, "What's there for the moon to bask in? The sun is pretty good today, why don't you bask in it?"

Xiaobai gave Xiaoye a look.

snort!What do you know? !My master said that everything in the world is the essence, and basking in the moon is much better than basking in the sun!No experience!

Xiaoye didn't expect that the little fox still despised her, and was about to speak, but Xiaobai turned over, and then ran to the eaves to bask in the moon with a "swoosh".

Xiao Ye: ... so stingy.

Song Wanzhi stood there looking at Xiao Ye, holding out his water glass and meditating.

Su Mengchen, who was sitting next to her, saw her and asked, "Worried about Xiao Ye?"

Song Wanzhi nodded: "Yes. According to what Xiao Ye said that night, these people are probably Daliang's thirteen killers."

Although Xiaoye is Daliang's legitimate heir, and has Emperor Ye's protection, he is his treasure, but the throne of Daliang is coveted by many people.Any battle for the throne is bloody, so now Xiao Ye is really living in a whirlpool.

(End of this chapter)

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