One is the son of the current emperor, and the other is the younger brother of the current emperor.
After all, they are related by blood, so it is inevitable that they look alike.
But... who was Mr. Mo back then...
Ye Qiqi blinked her big moist eyes and thought about this problem with some distress.
Mo Hanqing looked at Ye Qiqi in front of him and frowned slightly.
Although this face was completely different from the one in his memory, but for some reason, looking at his big eyes, it made him feel familiar.
"Are you Xiao Qi?" After thinking for a moment, Mo Hanqing suddenly spoke and asked in a calm voice.
"Huh?? Yes..." Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Hanqing, who was taller than Qin Hongyi just now, nodded and responded.
"Ha... so short." Mo Hanqing lowered her eyes slightly, looking at his height which was not even as high as her chest, and said in a cold voice.
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The expression on Ye Qiqi's face suddenly froze.
Her eyes wandered between Mo Hanqing and Mo Xiuzhu, as well as Ye Chengan and Murong Hongyu. Except for Murong Hongyu, who was about the same height as him, the other two were half a head shorter than him.
Ye Qiqi smiled brightly at him and said: "Although I am short, I am young. Anyway, I still have the possibility of growing taller..."
The implication is that you are old, you are no longer young, and no matter how much you want to grow taller, you won't be able to grow much!
When the host standing next to her heard her say such words, his face turned green.
Ouch, let me go, where did your little ancestor come from, how dare you speak to King Jing'an in such a tone! !
Unexpectedly, Mo Hanqing actually smiled instead of being angry. His pair of dark jade-like eyes looked up and down at the thin figure in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Not only is he short, he also looks like a woman."
"You look like a woman, and your whole family looks like women!!" Ye Qiqi stared at his flat face and blurted out without thinking.
There was a "hiss-" sound.
Now, not only the host, but also the few friends standing next to Mo Hanqing couldn't help but take a breath.
Ye Chengan and Mo Xiuzhu subconsciously took a step back.
Young man, you are indeed a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. How dare you speak to King Jing'an like this in front of him! !
Young man, have you never been to the capital, and have you never heard of the rumors about King Jing'an? !
juvenile! ! We respect you as a man! !
Ye Chengan, Mo Xiuzhu, and Murong Hongyu looked at Ye Qiqi with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
The host standing aside was already so frightened that he knelt down towards Mo Hanqing.
He was lying on the ground, with cold sweat on his head, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Mo Hanqing squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Qiqi in front of him with a dangerous light in his deep black eyes. At that moment, it seemed as if the air around him had condensed.
Ye Qiqi stood in front of him. Although she was not as tall as him, she raised her head hard and stared back at him.
There was silence everywhere, and even the people around the arena made no sound at all.
After a long time, the corners of Mo Hanqing's thin lips slowly curved. He looked at Ye Qiqi in front of him and said in a slow voice: "Okay, very good."