Chapter 112 Selling My Husband
Under the table, Mu Yifei's fingers covered by her cuffs raised up in a triumphant gesture.
With a serious and serious look on his face, he continued to Beiyu Liuxi:

"I also think that Qianye Yunxuan is pretty good. He is tall, rich and handsome. He is also a veritable second-generation official. Wrong, second-generation emperor. If this kind of man is not wanted, what a pity, Miss Liuxi, what do you say? Yes or no?"

She put all the adjectives she could think of, and kept praising Qianye Yunxuan. At this time, she also calmly looked at the expression on Beiyu Liuxi's face.

But suddenly found that her expression did not change the slightest because of her praise of Qianye Yunxuan's "floating flowers".

She nodded slightly to Mu Yifei, and said with a smile:
"The prince is so good, the princess must not miss it."

Her answer, on the contrary, changed Mu Yifei's expression, and a distressed expression appeared in her eyes again.

please!Now she is promoting her husband, okay?How come she persuaded her not to miss it?
If she liked Qianye bastard, her heart wouldn't be so entangled and so painful now, okay?

Looking at Beiyu Liuxi's indifferent appearance in distress, she pondered for a moment, then approached Beiyu Liuxi again, and said bluntly:
"Then have you ever thought about marrying Qianye Yunxuan?"

She didn't intend to beat around the bush, and she asked this question directly, which made Beiyu Liuxi slightly startled, but unexpectedly, Mu Yifei didn't see the expression on Beiyu Liuxi's bland face. any changes.

He could only stare at her face with a pair of puzzled eyes, quietly, for a long time, which even made Mu Yifei feel a little uncomfortable.

"Miss Liuxi, I'm asking you something, what are you doing looking at me?"

Her eyes flickered with guilt, and she said so.

In the next second, Beiyu Liuxi looked at her and let out a low chuckle.

Mu Yifei found that since she saw Beiyu Liuxi, she seemed to have always maintained this indifferent posture. No matter what happened to her, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her.

That refined appearance, as if nothing in the world has nothing to do with her, every moment, in her eyes, she always sees a posture of indifference to the world.

"princess."

Beiyu Liuxi spoke, her voice was still crisp and pleasant.

"Ok?"

"Actually, I'm curious whether you are the Eighth Princess or not."

Mu Yifei's heart was startled by a sentence that sounded unintentional, and a fleeting guilt flashed in her eyes.

"I...Of course I am the eighth princess, why does Miss Liuxi ask such a question?"

Well, she emphasized once again that she is a fake Princess Wanning, but she is definitely the one who pays homage to Prince Qianye, so of course she is the real Eighth Princess.

calm down!calm down!Mu Yifei, what you said is the truth, don't feel guilty, don't panic.

She kept comforting herself in her heart, only to hear Beiyu Liuxi's teasing laughter came from her ears again——

"It's the first time I've seen a wife so actively push her husband to someone else."

"Then...then I think Miss Liu Xi is more suitable for him."

She pouted her mouth, and her eyes once again showed a little bit of distress.

If Qianye Wangba was willing to give her a letter of divorce, she wouldn't be so distressed and hurt all day long.

(End of this chapter)

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