The beloved of the paranoid tyrant( Mtl

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Xiao Jamyao became suspicious of Yushu. This suspicion fell in his heart like a seed. Gradually it took root, sprouted, and gradually grew up. With this seedling of doubt, Xiao Jamyao had no choice but to do anything. Thinking about it, he couldn't believe that Yushu said she was reciting sutras. His deep eyes staring at Yushu flashed with an unknown light, and he said with a cold face: "What sutra did you just recite? Recite it to me again." ? "

Yu Shu hesitated slightly. Xiao Jamyao didn't believe what she said. This was true. He knew her very well. She used to follow him around, and her little moves couldn't escape his eyes. He wanted to She read it again, obviously remembering those habits from her childhood.

Jamel Xiao cannot be allowed to see through her identity, absolutely not!

"What? Can't you read it out?" Xiao Jamyao waited for a while but didn't hear Yu Shu speak, and looked at Yu Shu slightly sullenly.

Yushu's heart was pounding wildly. In her desperation, a passage of text flashed through her mind. Yushu immediately realized that it was the dialect of Xijiang. Its pronunciation was similar to counting. It sounded like counting. It was used to fool Xiao Jamyao. Anyway, he probably couldn't understand Xijiang's dialect. If she hadn't dressed up as the ninth princess of Xijiang and knew what those dialects meant, she wouldn't understand either.

Soon Yu Shu made up her mind, raised her eyelids to look at Xiao Jamyao, opened her mouth and muttered to him.

When Mu Liangzhe heard the words she read, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at her in surprise.

"?" At the same time, Xiao Jingyu's face was aggressive, what bird language he said, and he was a little bit, he couldn't understand how he could listen?

"What did you say?" Xiao Jamyao didn't understand and was a little unhappy, so he asked in a deep voice.

"Xijiang dialect." Yushu answered confidently, and she knew that he couldn't understand. She scolded him in dialect a thousand or ten thousand times, but he wouldn't know that she was greeting his ancestors, hehe.

Xiao Jamyao's face was a little ugly, and his eyes swept over Yu Shu's body with unclear meaning. Looking at her proud look, he was bullying him for not understanding Xijiang dialect, right?

"Xijiang dialect?" Xiao Jinyao rolled these words on the tip of his tongue several times, but still felt that they were not good words. He turned to look at Mu Liangzhe and said: "Third Prince, please explain to me what your sister just said. What do you mean?"

Humph, he didn't believe it. These two brothers were openly trying to fool him in front of him. Did they think he was really that easy to deceive? Believe it or not, he pissed him off so much that he had them all dragged out to beat him?

He wanted the two brothers and sisters to explain to him what they just said. In front of him, the two people did not communicate or discuss, but he wanted to see what kind of Chou Yin Mao Mu Liangzhe could solve for him?

At this time, Mu Liangzhe was also a little panicked. He was shocked and frightened by what his dear sister said just now. His Xiaojiu was too bold and dared to scold the Emperor of Daxia in Xijiang dialect. He was clearly The emperor of Daxia was bullied because he could not understand the Xijiang dialect. If he could, the two of them might have been dragged out to fight by now.

Of course, Mu Liangzhe knew very well that it was impossible for him to translate the words of his dear sister according to the original meaning. Wouldn't that be courting death by holding a lantern? He's not that stupid.

Mu Liangzhe thought for a while and made up a few explanations against his will, "What Xiaojiu said just now is: smooth sailing, two dragons soaring, three suns prospering, four seasons of peace, five blessings coming to the door, six or six good fortunes, seven stars shining brightly, Money comes from all directions, everything works together, everything is perfect..."