My emperor is arrogant again

Chapter 1217: Backfired
Shen Biyu just wanted these people to leave quickly, but she didn't expect...not only did these people not leave, but they were vying to stand up for her!
But if the water drop jade in Su Ru's singer really had a mirror image at that time, wouldn't her reputation be ruined?

Thinking of this, Shen Biyu felt bad all over.

"Okay, there are quite a lot of people here." The corner of Ruge's mouth twitched.

"Su Ruge, you're making progress."

"I just want to explain the facts." Ruge shrugged helplessly.

"Okay, then we want to see the truth of what you said!" said the man from the Spiritual Wonderland.

Shen Biyu: "..."

Ruge glanced at the water drop jade in her hand, because of the incident of Xiao Chen's serious injury, she was more careful, and asked Jun Yaoxie if he had any magic tools to record voices and mirror images.

The water drop jade can record these, so after that, Xiaochen wears the water drop jade every day.

When the mirror image and voice in the water drop jade were made public, the immortal cultivator of the Spiritual Wonderland turned green and pale, and couldn't believe that the person in the mirror image was his goddess Biyu Fairy!
"This... can't be Fairy Biyu!"

"That's right, how could Fairy Biyu say such a thing?!"

"A group of idiots." Ruge put away the water drop jade, glanced at the immortal cultivator, and said lightly: "You kneel and lick her like this, didn't you realize that person is gone?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their eyes away one after another, and looked in the direction where Shen Biyu and Chunshao were standing just now, but Shen Biyu who was standing there before was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is the fairy? Why is the fairy gone?"

"Are you still here just now?"

"Could it be that the person in the mirror image is really a fairy? That's why the fairy left? No, I don't believe it!"

"But that voice and appearance clearly belonged to Fairy Biyu, besides, this is a profound weapon from Yunding Shrine, can it be fake?"

Hearing these words, the man in the Spiritual Wonderland's expression changed unpredictably, he snorted, glanced at Su Ruge, his expression was very ugly anyway, and then left in a hurry.

"I wanted to ask Fairy Biyu, but I didn't expect...she disappeared. Is this a guilty conscience?" A female practitioner said, there is always jealousy among women.

So when seeing Shen Biyu being spurned by everyone, those women who had been suffering from not having the opportunity to step down on Shen Biyu before stood up one after another.

"I don't think Miss Su is like what the rumors said. Just now it was clear that Fairy Biyu was wronged. Seeing that no one saw her, she still acted cute and pitiful. She really... knows how to act!"

"That's right, thanks to Miss Su for giving us the chance to see Shen Biyu's true face."

Although they were also quite jealous of Su Ruge, but compared to Shen Biyu, it was not so strong. After all, in their eyes, Su Ruge was only able to make the Young Palace Mistress fall in love with him because of his good looks and clever means.

"Miss Su..."

The female practitioner wanted to strike up a conversation with Su Ruge, but before she could say anything, the other party turned around and left without giving her a chance to speak.

The female cultivator's complexion changed, and she said in a low voice: "Hey, what's so noble! Sooner or later, you will be rejected by the Young Palace Master. At that time, I want to see if you are still so noble!"

……

Su Ruge walked under the tree where Elder Qiu was, "Thank you."

But Mr. Qiu seemed not to hear, lying on the top of the tree, as if he had fallen asleep, and ignored him.

The corner of Su Ruge's mouth twitched: "I have a bottle of ten-year-old plum blossom wine from the best winery in the Eight Desolation Continent, and I will give it to Mr. Qiu, just as the two words Mr. Xie Qiu just said for me."

After speaking, with a slight thought, a bottle of plum blossom wine suddenly flew up, when it flew to the top of a tree.

Originally 'asleep', Mr. Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand, and the plum blossom stuffing lay obediently in Mr. Qiu's hand.

(End of this chapter)