"Ge Lu, you're enough!"&1t;/p>

The boy couldn't listen and whispered, "This is the Chenyang Forbidden City, the old imperial palace before the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, and it has no major connection with Puyi."&1t;/p>

"It turns out to be Miss Ge." Han Xi also raised her eyes quietly, "Miss Ge wants to say is the pseudo Manchu Palace, right? Then you have to go to Changchun. This is Chenyang, Liaoning, Changchun is in Jilin, you can go north."&1t;/p>

Bai Rui was so happy that he shook his head at Ge Lu.&1t;/p>

Ge Lu couldn't hold her face and pointed to the palace next to her, "But aren't there so many exhibitions of Puyi's supplies here? Then Puyi is still related to this place, so you're still deliberately imitating Puyi!"&1t;/p>

The boy frowned and whispered, "That's because Puyi fled and some of the things he took were intercepted. He put them here to preserve and exhibit them."&1t;/p>

Ge Lu was not willing to give up and stared at the boy, "But no matter what, the Chenyang Forbidden City is also the Forbidden City of the Qing Dynasty. Puyi was the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty. He could not write two 'Aisin Gioro' in one stroke!"&1t;/p>

The boy smiled at Yanxi helplessly.&1t;/p>

Han Xi smiled and put the bun bag into the boy's hand. "Ms. Ge is right. One stroke cannot be written with two Aisin Gioro; in fact, one stroke cannot be written with one Aisin Gioro."&1t;/p>

Even if you can write in full words, you can write in a row, but the two words "Aixin" and "Jeluo" must be written separately. So, one stroke is really impossible to write an Aixin Jueluo.&1t;/p>

After Han Xi said that, the boy couldn't help but smile and stared at Han Xi's face.&1t;/p>

Ge Lu's face turned red and white, "Mo Li, why are you laughing at? With your pen and ink skills, you have tried to write down all the words in a row? I remember you wrote down a piece of "Yueyang Tower Inscription" and was bought by the customer at a price of six figures!"&1t;/p>

When Yan Xi heard this, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the young man.&1t;/p>

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Since he can write, the "Mo Li" in his name is the "Mo" of the brush and ink, not the word that suddenly sounds like "Mo Li and Forget".&1t;/p>

Mo Li sighed lightly, "That's a game of pen and ink, not a correct writing, it's two things."&1t;/p>

Han Xi had already delivered the cakes, turned around and walked towards his long table, and stopped talking.&1t;/p>

Just replied lightly, "The stage in Jiayin Hall in the west is singing opera. It is rare that the ancient stage will be rejuvenated again. Don't argue, why don't you go and watch the opera."&1t;/p>

She had said this to the uncle before, and somehow she said it to these two people again.&1t;/p>

"What kind of drama is it?" Mo Li asked behind his back.&1t;/p>

"Picking up the jade bracelet." Yan Xi looked back and smiled, walked straight back to the long table and sat down, and did not look up again.&1t;/p>

The clouds and winds are light, which makes Ge Lu very unwilling to accept.&1t;/p>

But Mo Li smiled gently at Yan Xi, but he tightly pinched her arm, told her not to break free, and took her away from the courtyard where Yan Xi and Bai Rui were.&1t;/p>

They walked towards the west, as if they had accepted Han Xi's suggestion and headed towards the Jiayin Hall stage.&1t;/p>

When he walked to the back, Ge Lu shook his arm, "Why didn't you ask about her bracelet? Have you forgotten that we are here today to see the bracelet?"&1t;/p>

Mo Li frowned, "But you didn't see that the girl's wrist was empty today? Obviously, she didn't wear it today."&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!