Lady, your space is blown up

Chapter 862 This voice sounds familiar!

Mu Yunran brought it up by himself and said he didn't want to mention it, and then he really changed the subject immediately and chatted with Liu Wuyou about something else.

Liu Wuyou took advantage of Mu Yunran's inattention and glanced back at the flower curtain where the two of them were standing just now. The flower curtain is composed of countless small flowers connected in series, and there are many layers. If someone stands behind the flower curtain Hard to notice.

But she just noticed a trace of breath, it should be someone standing there listening to the conversation between Mu Yunran and her.

Liu Wuyou glanced at her briefly and then looked away. Forget it, Mu Yunran has already done whatever he used her to do. As long as she doesn't really provoke her, she doesn't want to meddle in her own business.

Whoever heard the conversation just now was aimed at Dongfang Yunhe, not her.

"Sister Wuyou, the banquet is about to start, let's go back."

"it is good."

Liu Wuyou and Mu Yunran returned to the hall together.

After the two left.

The person behind the flower curtain who was attracted by a court lady also returned to the palace from the other direction.
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The banquet begins.

Liu Wuyou was bored listening to the emperor's official speech, but kept a very dignified and serious face.

There is no way, there are pairs of eyes watching around, if she is so bored that she dozes off, she will be charged with disrespect to the emperor.

This damn imperial power system.

"Seventh prince, tonight's program is specially arranged for you, I hope you like it." The emperor's last words were addressed to the protagonist of this banquet.

Liu Wuyou is not interested in the Seventh Prince, so she and Mrs. Liu said that she has learned a lot, that's just an excuse.

The people of Xiyan country are not different from the people of Dongling country in terms of appearance, and those with different eye colors are from the people of Nanjiang country.

"Xi Yanmo, thank you for your majesty's hospitality. You must enjoy it to the fullest."

Liu Wuyou suddenly looked at the source of the voice, the voice was very familiar!

The female guest seats and the male guest seats are far apart, but Liu Wuyou still saw the person clearly at a glance.

Xi Yanmo.

This face is clearly Chu Mochen!

The music sounded, and the dancer appeared gracefully, covering Liu Wuyou's sight.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, looked at the opposite side carefully again, and repeatedly identified through the gap between the dancers.

Except for this outfit, which Chu Mochen had never worn before, everything else was clearly him!
"Sister Wuyou, what did you see?" Mu Yunran, who was seated next to him, looked at Liu Wuyou and asked with concern.

Liu Wuyou withdrew his gaze, and slightly clenched his fingers in his sleeves.

People are similar, but they cannot be so similar.

But how did Chu Mochen become the Seventh Prince of Xiyan Kingdom?She has traveled through time like her, is this?

But how can they look exactly the same after time travel...

"Sister Wuyou?" Mu Yunran called again.

Only then did Liu Wuyou turn his head to look over, and smiled weakly: "I just feel a little uncomfortable, maybe it's been a long time since I went out and saw so many people, I'm not used to it."

"So that's the case. If you really feel uncomfortable later, I will help you to ask the empress for a favor, and let you go home first."

"Okay, thank you, Yun Ran."

Liu Wuyou once again looked at the performance of the dancer in the center of the hall, the gorgeous and colorful performance was very beautiful.

But her gaze always went to that person unconsciously.

Xi Yanmo has been in Dongling Kingdom for almost a month, if he were Chu Mochen, how could he never look for her?
Suddenly.

Xi Yanmo's eyes coincided with Liu Wuyou's.

Liu Wuyou was startled, her heart stopped beating suddenly, but before the joy reached her eyes, the opposite gaze had already shifted to another place, indifferent and alienated.

How could Chu Mochen have the slightest sympathy when looking at her...

Not him.

It really wasn't him.

(End of this chapter)