Chapter 1184 (2/2)

This time, as Ning Xuemo saw ten years ago, the group of people surrounding the emperor's sedan chair seemed to emerge from the ground and slowly walked through the spacious street below. Where I passed, I fell to my knees

Everything seems to be a repeat of the past ten years ago, even the children, the maids, the clothes are the same, the rehearsal is the same.

Ning Xuemo looks at the extremely noble carriage moving slowly under the crowd, and suddenly has a feeling of old time.

She slowly tightened her finger holding the tea cup, looked at the carriage, and slightly lowered her eyes.

It's not him! It's not him in the carriage! The one sitting in it should be that fake emperor Zun Wumo!

Although the curtain of the carriage was heavily surrounded, Ning Xuemo came to this conclusion with a keen sixth sense.

Her eyes once again fell on the carriage, a cold sharp flash in her eyes!

This Wumo plotted against her ten years ago, which almost cost her a life, and let her fall into xueyilan's hands and be locked up for ten years.

He hurt her so badly, but he is still free to be his false emperor. It seems that he has not been punished

He secretly calculated that her affairs seemed to be covered by his ingenious method, so she could still live so well, but she went to hell. Sooner or later, she would recover this account!

Perhaps her eyes were too strong, and there was a slight shock in the heart of Wumo in the passing carriage. He looked up to the direction where Ning Xuemo was.

The place where Ning Xuemo sits is the second floor of the teahouse. The window is half open. Ning Xuemo only shows a small part of his body. Looking from the direction of no mo, she can only see her pockmarked face