Ye Qingluo lazily leaned into Emperor Moxuan's arms, and cast a sideways glance at Qiao Jin: "Xi Shanglan is sincere to Xiao Yi, isn't it just as you wished, why is there such an expression again?"
"I... I'm not..." Qiao Jin's arms stiffened slightly, and the paper in his hand fell to the ground.
His eyes were flustered and he didn't dare to look into Ye Qingluo's eyes.
After racking his brains, he finally choked out a sentence of explanation: "I think this information is too clean, and the cleanness makes me doubt him even more."
"After all, I haven't completely become a fool." Ye Qing's sleeve robe moved, rolling up the paper on the ground.
Jin Qi spread the paper on the table.
Ye Qingluo half propped his chin, and looked at Emperor Moxuan with a half-smile, "Is the Emperor's Palace not safe anymore?"
This information was obtained by the disciples of the imperial palace.
But from the aspect presented in the data, Xi Shanglan is a Pianran son with a perfect image.
No stains could be seen on his body.
Or…
In the eyes of everyone, Xi Shanglan is indeed the image presented in the information
impossible.
No one is perfect.
Even if it is her, if she is really investigated by the imperial palace, she will be able to find out many stains or unknown things about her.
Xi Shanglan's information is too clean.
As Qiao Jin said...
Clean is even more suspicious.
"It's not the emperor's palace." Di Moxuan leaned forward slightly, and his hot chest was pressed against Ye Qingluo's soft body.
His chin rested on Ye Qingluo's shoulder: "The image Xi Shanglan presents to the outside world is exactly what the information shows."
"Can a person really be so perfect?" Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows, and looked sideways at the man beside him.
The distance between the two is very close.
Di Moxuan's head was resting on her shoulder.
Ye Qingluo's side eyes.
The pink lips were printed on Di Moxuan's side face.
Di Moxuan frowned, his peach-blossom pupils were bright and full of smiles: "Xiao Luoer is so impatient?"
The touch on the lips is warm and silky.
A man with such good skin!
Also with his elegant sandalwood.
Ye Qingluo blushed, moved her lips away, stepped back, and gave him an annoyed look: "Don't make trouble."
Di Moxuan had indeed stopped making trouble.
But Ye Qingluo clearly heard the man's hoarse laughter from time to time.
Laughing until Ye Qingluo's cheeks became hotter and hotter.
"Master Emperor, what do you mean... what?" Qiao Jin seemed unable to bear the affection in front of him, he looked away unnaturally, and asked as if changing the subject.
He wanted to just leave the room.
She didn't want to disturb the sweetness of Di Moxuan and Ye Qingluo.
I don't want to see... such a sweet picture.
Such a scene is like a silver needle, piercing his heart fiercely.
Yan Xiaoyi's delicate face filled his mind.
But... he couldn't leave.
It was about Yan Xiaoyi, no matter what, he had to find out the truth.
If Xi Shanglan was really using Yan Xiaoyi, she was deceiving Yan Xiaoyi.
He will kill Xi Shanglan directly before Yan Xiaoyi finds out!
"It still needs to be investigated." Di Moxuan replied calmly, "I can conclude that the emperor's palace will not be fake with this information, but why is Xishanglan so clean..."
After a pause, his long and narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp arc swept across them.
"Behind him, there must be forces that can compete with the imperial palace."
"Dark forces?!" Ye Qingluo blurted out.
As soon as the words fell, she sat up straight and stared nervously at Di Moxuan: "Xi Shanglan is a member of the dark forces?!"