After ordering people to investigate Ning Mengyao's life experience, Xiao Yilin's hands were still trembling, and there was still disbelief in his eyes. Was he really right
He could clearly see the mark. Not only that, the meaning of the mark had a different meaning to the Xiao family.
Only the direct bloodline of the Xiao family can have such a mark on their bodies. Most men have this birthmark, and it only appears on women a few times. A woman who has this birthmark will become the king of the party, and a woman in the Xiao family has a birthmark. Only the eldest princess of the founding emperor and the eldest princess of Jinyang three hundred years ago.
In the early days of the founding of the country, one of them turned a small country into a powerful country that no one dared to bully, and the other of them brought the Xiao dynasty, which had begun to decline, back to its peak.
But today, he saw such a birthmark on an outsider, or on a woman. How could he not be surprised
What exactly is going on? Xiao Yilin's brows were frowning. It seemed that everything could only be figured out after they investigated.
Xiao Yilin was impatient and wished he knew what was going on now.
On the other side, after Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang were tired from shopping, they went to Xiao Qitian's restaurant and ordered some signature dishes. They also ordered a jar of flower wine and planned to have a drink together.
As soon as their food was served, Xiao Qitian knew about it. After sending away his friends, Xiao Qitian came to Qiao Tianchang's box while waving his folding fan.
The sudden knock on the door made both of them frown. Their mood was disturbed. Neither of them liked this feeling very much.
"Come in."
When Xiao Qitian opened the door and walked in, he saw that Qiao Tianchang's expression was not so good-looking: "I didn't disturb you, did I?" Xiao Qitian glanced at the two of them doubtfully, with vigilance in his eyes.
Glancing at Xiao Qitian coolly, Qiao Tianchang took a cup and poured wine for him: "Sit down."
Qiao Tianchang's overly good attitude made Xiao Qitian even more worried. He looked at Qiao Tianchang suspiciously: "Tianchang, what do you want me to do? Can you just say it?"
He really couldn't accept such a good-tempered Qiao Tianchang.
Just now he had a dark face, but now he has a gentle face and still treats himself. This makes Xiao Qitian really incompetent.
Do you want to know when Qiao Tianchang talked to him with such a good temper
After rolling his eyes at Xiao Qitian, Qiao Tianchang narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to sit down or not? If you don't sit down, get out immediately."
It seems that this kid needs a lesson and dares to doubt himself.
Shrinking his neck, Xiao Qitian quickly sat down opposite the two of them. His cute look made Ning Mengyao couldn't help but laugh.
He glanced sadly at the smiling Ning Mengyao. Xiao Qitian's expression was one of grievance. It was a silent accusation against Qiao Tianchang's atrocities against him.
"Where are your eyes looking? Do you still want to look at me?" He looked at his wife with such eyes. Is this an act of provocation
The expression on Xiao Qitian's face turned stiff instantly. How could he have forgotten that this guy was actually a jealous person
"I know I was wrong. Don't look at me like that. I'm really scared." Xiao Qitian quickly raised his hands in surrender.
Why don't you just take a look? How stingy, Xiao Qitian whispered in his heart.
Seeing Qiao Tianchang's slightly narrowed eyes, Xiao Qitian thought it would be better for him to speak less, so as not to make this guy unhappy again.
"Okay Tianchang, we called you because we want to ask you something." Ning Mengyao took Qiao Tianchang's hand to prevent him from continuing.
Every time these two people were together, Ning Mengyao found it very interesting. Xiao Qitian was a little afraid of Qiao Tianchang, but every time he wanted to provoke others, he was defeated in the end. I really don’t know where he came from. The confidence I gained became stronger and stronger with each setback.
"What's the matter? Mengyao, you ask." Xiao Qitian subconsciously ignored Qiao Tianchang, turned to look at Ning Mengyao, and at the same time moved away from Qiao Tianchang.
"What does the crescent-shaped birthmark mean?" Ning Mengyao asked Xiao Qitian word by word.
Xiao Qitian was drinking when he suddenly heard Ning Mengyao spitting out a mouthful of wine.