Chapter 54 Gossip

"Are you telling the truth?"

In the Magic Dragon Hall, the demon master asked the slave who knelt on the ground and reported the situation to him in surprise.

The man kneeling on the ground replied tremblingly,

"I heard it myself. The vivid description of the close maid in Mrs. Xibo's room can never be faked. She said that when she went in to deliver lunch to her master, she bumped into Lord Xibo and Mrs. Xibo were... round square." The slave paused and used a more elegant word, and the maid named Rilla described all the details, which made the maids who listened to gossip blush.

The demon turned around, and the unpredictable face quietly meditated for a moment. After a long time, he evoked an unfathomable sneer and said to himself,

"This is the best."

If two people really have feelings unexpectedly, then they will naturally be full of joy at this marriage. In this way, he does not have to worry about the wedding will be rampant. Then his plan can be carried out without hindrance. Over the years, he has been carefully planned and designed step by step for his grand ambition and ultimate dream. I want to pave the way, but now it's finally about to be realized...

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Qing Accord.

"What?!"

The melodious and beautiful sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The beautiful woman who came out of the picture and looked at the red maid beside her in surprise and couldn't believe it.

"To return to Adira's words, when the maidservant just came back from the outside, she heard Mrs. Xiber's close maid Rila talking about Mrs. Xiber and Lord Xiber loving me so much during the day, and... and..."

The maid's face became more and more red, and the beautiful woman's face darkened.

"And what!"

"And...Rila said...When she was tidying up the room for Mrs. Xiber, she saw **...falling red..."

"Bang!"

The sound of the broken strings, Christine's face, which is always smiling and has an incomparable temperament and incomparable temperament, instantly turned into anger. The piano, which she has always loved most, is broken under her anger.

The autumn water-like eyes reflected a fierce anger, which was not even seen by the maid who had served her for the longest time. Her snow-white face was as white as a crystal clear porcelain doll, slightly red, releasing a deep and unfathomable look.

"Damn! How did things develop like this!"

Subconsciously, she can't believe that Gasil, a childhood sweetheart, will fall in love with a woman she has only met for a few days, and even... even has a couple...

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Wen for the river wall.

A handsome man in white clothes disapproved of the exaggerated hearsay gossip of the cloth attendant in his exclusive place of practice. He still looked indifferent to the world,

"People get together for boring gossip and spread rumors. I can't believe it."

The entourage defended anxiously, "Lord Dongbo, this is not a gossip. Everyone knows it all about the magic palace. I heard that Lord Xibo stayed in Xibo's house last night and didn't leave, and he got up very late today. Someone saw Lord Xibo come out of Mrs. Xibo's room in the morning. No, the expression is strange, which is very different from the previous appearance, and this is confirmed by Mrs. Xibo's personal maid. How can a maid have the courage to spread rumors? It is a disgrace to a woman's reputation.

Obviously, this analysis made Anthony a little suspicious.

He twisted his eyebrows and looked at the waterfall pouring down the mountain in front of him. He thought about it. Then, he locked his eyebrows and always indifferent to everything and smiled at him forever. Unexpectedly, he was in a mess.

She...does she really fall in love with him?

Why does he feel so uneasy...

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Mishu never thought that it was not only people on earth who were passionate about gossip, but also had such a noble "fun" in this magical country with magical civilization.

From the door of Xibo Mansion, everyone who met her all the way looked at her with ambiguous eyes without hostility. On the contrary, those servants who had been indifferent seemed to be much more enthusiastic. When they saw her enthusiastic and respectful luggage, they walked over to determine the distance that Mishu could not hear. Li screamed in a low voice with excitement.

And of course, all this has been heard by Mishu, who has restored his magic and has a keen hearing.

"Look, look, the blush on Mrs. Xibo's face shows that she is bathing in love at a glance. It's really getting more and more charming."

"Yes, I heard that the two have... that... Ah, I'm so ashamed."

"In the past, I was curious about what kind of woman would move our popular prince Xibo. Now it seems that only Mrs. Xibo is worthy of the perfect Lord Xibo. Alas, now I can finally give up at ease..."

"Ha ha, look at your appearance and have this kind of spring dream. You can't even compare with Mrs. Xibo's hair. You should have died long ago."

The laughter is far away, and Mishu doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. Needless to ask, it must be the stinky girl's big mouth everywhere, and she absolutely exaggerated the facts a hundred times, coupled with the power of propaganda...

Mishu can only lament, alas... his reputation!

In addition to the sweetness of this relationship, on the other hand, Rilla's unintentional propaganda must have reached the ears of those who have a heart, and this must be what he likes to see, at least on the surface.

So to a certain extent, he may relax his vigilance and perhaps find flaws to reverse the situation.

When she arrived at Beibo's house, she was still greeted by the maid named Beisi. She was not surprised at all when she saw Mishu. She even said with a smile as if she was waiting for her to come, "I have met Mrs. Xibo. You are really here."

Mishu followed her into Lord Beibo's room strangely and always felt that this Lord Beibo was really mysterious.

This time, Lord Beibo did not lie sickly, but seemed to sit at the desk, concentrating on what he was painting. He looked serious and serious, but inexplicably revealed a sense of vicissitudes of seeing through the world.

Bice retreated silently, leaving Mishu and Daniel alone.

Mishu didn't open her mouth to disturb his painting. When such a living person as her came in, he didn't seem to notice it at all, which showed how serious she was. She was a little curious. She only heard that Lord Beibo had been weak and sick since he was a child and rarely negotiated with people. She thought that he was just a medicine jar lying on the bed all day long, but she didn't expect to be a painter.

She remembered the portrait he deliberately led her to see yesterday. The woman in the portrait was almost exactly the same as herself, but she could clearly detect that the man was not Gasil.

Although he has almost the same blue pupils as Gasil, with his stunning beauty, and even the slight coldness on his body, the man in the painting seems to be a little touching despair and not obvious.

If it had been before today, he would not have been able to tell whether it was Gasil or not, but after today's brief lingering, she has determined that he is a cold and hot man on the outside and inside, and she also has an instinctive familiarity with this man who has had close contact with her, just like the fourth brother facing him and a Qingchuan chief who loves him deeply. When she is exactly the same woman, she is sure that she is not.

This is the taste of love, and no one else will understand it.

So, since he is not Gasil, and the woman yesterday is not herself, who are these two people?

She has always had an unbelievable guess in her heart. It seems that this Lord Beibo must know the truth.

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