Chapter 136 Love (1)
After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and thought for a while, then murmured suspiciously: "That's not right, why haven't I heard that Princess Anning has twin sisters..."

Leng Xia slowly picked up a teacup on the table, brought it to her mouth and blew it, took a sip, and then replied flatly: "Of course I don't have twin sisters, you might as well ask the third prince about it." !"

Everyone turned their eyes away from the woman and Leng Xia again, and looked at Murong Zhe whose eager mood was interrupted by Xiao Feng. He was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, and then said without finishing his sentence: "Of course there are no twins in this hall. Royal sister."

Zhan Beiyan's fox eyes narrowed slightly, no wonder the greeting just now sounded familiar, even his voice was exactly the same as Leng Xia's. He groped his chin and smiled inscrutablely, and asked, "What does the third prince mean?"

Murong Zhe strode forward, stood in the center of the hall with dignity, pointed his head high at Leng Xia, and shouted angrily: "Because, this woman is not my imperial sister at all!"

Whoa!
The power produced by these words is definitely no less than that of a bomb exploding in the hall. Before everyone could recover from the astonishment on the same faces, they were shocked by this bigger and more terrifying news. Is it a counterfeit?

"Oh? Is there any basis for the third prince to say so?" Zhan Beiyan was not in the slightest mood, and leaned on the dragon chair with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was obvious displeasure in his clear vision.

Murong Zhe didn't know whether he didn't see it, or ignored it on purpose, he just stared at Leng Xia fiercely, waiting for panic, panic and guilt to appear on her face, and a series of expressions that a counterfeit should have.

But after waiting for a short while, there was no response from the other party. Even Zhan Beilie, who should have been suspicious, was as expressionless as an old monk in meditation, neither happy nor angry.

Murong Zhe's heart sank, his self-esteem was frustrated, his words were even more merciless, and his voice was stern: "All of you here have good hands and eyes, so naturally you know that when my imperial sister is on her way to marry far away, a servant girl died inexplicably outside Chang'an City. Mu Qinghe, that servant girl and the imperial sister have always had a deep relationship between master and servant, and the personal servant girl died innocently, but she..."

Murong Zhe pointed at Leng Xia with trembling fingers, with a heartbroken look, he said sadly: "She even confiscated the body of the maidservant! How can this kind of heartless, cold-blooded and heartless person be my imperial sister! Combine her with her!" After coming to Daqin, all kinds of actions are clearly a big change in temperament, which is completely different from when I was in Xiwei!"

After hearing this analysis, many people began to think in their hearts, the princess Murong Lengxia was known as a "waste" in the world, with a timid temperament, no talent and no virtue, but Daqin, the Lie Wangfei, was courageous, calm and calm, Her skills are fierce, and there are a series of skills such as gambling, archery, and Cuju, which are absolutely impossible for a princess who is raised in the deep boudoir of the palace to be proficient.

Murong Zhe saw that the forces of all parties had begun to suspect, and then sighed: "I didn't think much about it at that time, until this time on the way to Daqin, I accidentally saw this woman in a farmer's house. Thoughts, how could there be a second Princess Anning in the world? Unexpectedly, after seeing me, the imperial sister cried and told her all the way, so I was sure that this is my imperial sister. He is a fake person!"

Murong Zhe held the trembling "Murong Leng Xia" with one hand, pointed at Leng Xia with the other hand and said righteously: "If that maidservant hadn't been loyal and fought with her life, my imperial sister would have died in the hands of this vicious woman long ago!"

Zhan Beilie's murderous aura gradually dissipated, and the big hand under the table grasped Leng Xia's without hesitation. The trust and love were conveyed by the warm body temperature, which was firm and heavy.

Leng Xia looked at Zhan Beilie, and found no doubts in his eyes, not even a trace of curiosity, his heart seemed to be irradiated by the warmth and heat of a warm spring sun, and he smiled back without words!
The more Xiao Feng heard it, the more shocked he became, he searched for Leng Xia in disbelief, staring at her, as if he had found such a strange treasure.

Leng Xia doesn't ask everyone to believe her, and she never cares about other people's speculation, but Xiao Feng is different, she is her only sincere and serious friend in this world.

Xiao Feng looked at it for a short while, and finally finished the research. She stood up with her back on her back, curled her lips as if she had lost interest, and said, "Leng Xia, it's fortunate that you are here. Seeing that woman's appearance, I am so angry Come on, although that woman looks a bit like you, I still think you are the prettiest, I don't care if it's real or not, I'll identify you anyway!"

Leng Xia curled her lips and was about to speak when she saw Xiao Feng poking his head close to her ear, carefully looking at Bei Yan's expression in the first battle, and muttering: "Then where is your home? Do you want to go back? When you go back, remember to take my old lady with me, my old lady doesn’t want to have children anymore, let’s find some time to run away..."

A certain person resolutely carried out the divergent thinking in the past, crackling about a bunch of beautiful fantasies about running away, as if he didn't hear the third prince's doubts at all.

The corner of Leng Xia's mouth twitched, she laughed and shook her head, her phoenix eyes were full of warmth.

At this moment, Zhan Beiyan's leisurely voice sounded in the hall: "The third prince is just a one-sided statement. People change. When Leng Xia arrived in Daqin, he changed his timidity in Xiwei. Uh..."

He rubbed his nose, smiled profoundly, squinted his fox eyes and said nonsense: "Maybe Daqin's geomantic omen is better."

Just kidding, Leng Xia saved our daughter-in-law's life, he doesn't want to go back to kneel on the washboard at night, besides, look at Bei Lie and her's love that is as deep as the ocean, it can't be broken, it can't be broken!
Taking a step back, even if Leng Xia is really a counterfeit, she has done nothing for Daqin. Where her character is, whether she is sincere or not, if Zhan Beiyan can't tell, she can't be regarded as a thousand-year-old fox up.

Murong Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then he explained confidently: "Your Majesty, this is not Zhe's one-sided words. The imperial sister's uncle and aunt can testify. Others may admit that they are wrong, but this bloodline is definitely not wrong!"

After finishing speaking, he winked at the seat of the Eastern Chu envoy at the back. When the seat was neutral, two people stood up, bowed and trotted to the center of the hall. It was He Yongsheng and He Zhang.

(End of this chapter)

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