Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 3297 I hope you are not fooling us this time
All eyes were on the photos on the table.

Jacob, who was standing behind him, also took a peek.

After all, he was only responsible for delivering the envelope, and he didn't know what was in it until the archbishop opened it.

When he saw clearly the photo displayed on the conference table by the big thorn, he was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning: "This is...?"

Others reacted similarly to him.

Retin took Leonard's place and also took a seat in the council hall.

His qualifications are still young, and the radicals are not so convinced by him.

So he was the last few people who saw the picture.

When he saw the person in the photo, he blurted out: "This is not...Miss Ji?"

Mr. Xue is older than him and one of the three elders of the Privy Council.

After Leonard died, he had the upper hand.

He picked up the photo and read it, then put it down silently, and handed the photo to Nie Qingru without saying a word: "Take a look."

Nie Qingru had already guessed what the photo was after hearing the murmurs of discussion in the council hall.

Her whole body was stiff, and she stared at Mr. Xue with sharp eyes.

Old Xue was unmoved, and still asked her to pick up the photo and look at it herself.

Nie Qingru stretched his back into a bow, took the thin photo from his hand at a very slow speed, and looked down.

It was a printout of an old, yellowed photo.

Photos are new.

But if you look carefully at the yellowing traces of rubbings on the photo, you will know that this is an old photo that has been matured for a long time.

These are not the point.

The focus is on the people in the photo.

It turned out to be... when she was young!
Nie Qingru also saw a line of small characters written with a pen in the lower left corner of the photo. The handwriting was beautiful and correct, and it said to Ji Qingliu, as well as the time and date.

Nie Qingru's brain was buzzing, and her old migraine had flared up. Her complexion looked terrible, and the corners of her mouth were tightly clenched.

Holding the photo, she didn't take the words in the lower left corner to heart, but her eyes were dark, and her eyes were full of horror: "Who sent the photo?"

The council hall was silent.

The people who were arguing before were all quiet and didn't speak, but they all looked at her. The expressions that were subtle before became more subtle and unspeakable now.

Nie Qingru only heard the sound of the wind blowing into her ears, and her angrily questioning: "I ask who sent the photo!"

The whole place was silent!

at this time.

Quentin stood up unhurriedly, as if he was not intimidated by her aura, faced her majesty directly, and said lightly: "Queen, is it important to find out who sent the photo now? The important thing is the history of the hidden family for thousands of years Reputation is here, what will you choose next as the Empress."

"What do you mean?" Nie Qingru stared at him suddenly, his eyes seemed to eat people.

"Tch." Quentin brushed the sleeve of his robe over the conference table, and simply said more clearly: "Do you want the thousand-year reputation of the hermit family or Nie Qixing?"

A short sentence blocked Nie Qingru's entire retreat.

Everyone was looking at Nie Qingru.

This time including Mr. Xue.

Mr. Xue didn't want Qiao Nian to destroy the prestige and status of the Hermit Family, but before that, he wanted Nie Qingru to make a correct 'statement'.

These gazes shot over like steel knives, leaving no room for turning around.

Even tougher than these is the attitude of the neutrals this time.

"I hope you can give us a satisfactory explanation this time, instead of continuing to fool us."

(End of this chapter)