The gate of the Tang family was becoming more and more lively, and Mrs. Tang didn't know what expression she should have.

She deserves the honor of her as a wife, the birthday of her husband. Not only did the prince come, but the prince also come in person? And two?

Duanmu Chiye couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the man who was obviously not cold but was surrounded by fox fur, holding a warm stove, coughing with a weak face, pale but handsome face, and said with a tongue: "Emperor...Emperor brother?"

Wan Yifang and Luo Yinqi were both stunned. Wan Yifang stared at Duanmu Beiyao with his eyes. He was standing up for Luo Qingxin? Then does he know Luo Qingxin? If he knows him, why didn’t he catch Luo Qingxin back? If he doesn’t know him, why did he stand up for Luo Qingxin?

Duanmu Beiyao approached with a warm stove. He was noble and noble. Even if he walked slowly, he had a noble spirit that arises from his bones. Every move and every move carries the noble atmosphere that is inherent in the noble.

He was obviously a sick person, and his cold-fearing outfit looked very strange this season, but when he was wearing it, he didn't feel any sense of incongruity.

Even if he is the only one wearing this, it seems that others are just living in autumn and he has already passed through winter, but he has aura of wearing it alone. That kind of noble spirit may not be suppressed by others, but he can be suppressed by it.

He walked very slowly, step by step, as if he was stepping into someone else's heart, but he also attracted all his gaze.

After those eyes fell on his face, they wanted to stay away, but they did not dare to look up.

A person who is too beautiful will always give people a feeling that he cannot see enough, but also feels that watching too much is blasphemy.

The women present, no matter how old they were, unconsciously breathed a little, except for the alien Luo Qingxin.

But Luo Yinqi was stunned for a moment, a little familiar, and seemed to look a little like Mu Bei. However, she was only stunned for a moment.

When Duanmu Beiyao transformed into Mu Bei, he was disguised. Mu Bei was not as beautiful as Duanmu Beiyao now. Moreover, the two people have two different temperaments.

A noble and elegant person as snow in a distant mountain makes people feel that it is not like a fairy born in the mortal world, but a fairy in the sky is in the mortal world, without a trace of fireworks. If it weren't for his sickness, it would be a pity for him to feel. This is a perfect figure that even a skilled painter cannot draw.

The sunny and bright pine trees at the foot of the mountain, tall and handsome, but down-to-earth, not so high-ranking, not so people dare to look from afar but not directly.

If it is just a little similar, it is probably that both of them are so beautiful that they are not very good. So, after taking a look, Luo Yinqi quietly dissipated a trace of doubt that had originally arisen in her heart.

Besides, if it were really that Mu Bei, how could he not know Luo Qingxin who had been with that day?

Seeing him walking along the way, he didn't even look at Luo Qingxin.

This is not the attitude that acquaintances should have.

Luo Qingxin rolled her eyes quietly in her heart. This bastard really knows how to pretend.

In fact, in the prison department, she was sure that he was Duanmu Beiyao, not because of his appearance, but because of the aura of his body after the two were close.

In Prince Rui's Mansion, she was suppressed by him on the bed, and the two of them had such close contact.
Chapter completed!