Seeing that the atmosphere was so dull, Hua Zeming's eyes turned: "I heard that several major families have produced a lot of good things in recent years, just like the Sima family's hidden weapons. I heard that even Nanyao sent someone to ask Miss Murong to design the imperial tomb. Miss Sima's talent is really amazing."

Hua Zeming broke the current deadlock as soon as he spoke. Sima Hao smiled and said with a smile on his face: "The Young Marquis has been awarded, and the Nanyao Imperial Tomb is newly built. We have to ask the emperor for instructions to decide on this matter."

"This is a good thing, it is to show the talent of the people on the North Wing. I believe the emperor will not stop him." Hua Zeming praised repeatedly.

Mu Shishi curled her lips. When did Hua Zeming learn such complimentary words? It seems that his temperament has become much more mature after being with Yan Chenluo for many days.

Well, I looked calm and at least I could say such false compliments.

"Haha." Sima Hao smiled smugly and turned to Sima Yan beside him: "What the young marquis said is that they are all Yan'er's cleverness, and all the hidden weapons of our Sima family were from the hands of a little girl."

Sima Hao said, looking at the Eighth Prince with a look of nothing, and he was playing tricks in his heart. Ruoyan'er couldn't get the love of the head of the Bai family, so it would be nice to curry favor with the Eighth Prince.

At present, the Eighth Prince is the most likely person to ascend the throne.

Yan Chenluo looked at Sima Yan, and just glanced at him.

Talent? No matter how talented a woman is, she is not as good as her, and no matter how alternative a woman is, she is not as good as the person in her heart.

Sima Yan saw Yan Chenluo pass by, and there was a lot of doubt in her eyes. The people in the imperial capital seemed to have changed a lot. She was very confident about her beauty.

Why didn’t many men look at her more when they came to the imperial capital this time? She is talented, has brains, and has charm that half of women don’t have. Don’t ordinary men like these?

"Miss Sima is worthy of being a genius." Hua Zeming saw Sima Hao's actions and sneered in his heart. Everyone could see through his little thoughts.

Seeing that Yan Chenluo was bored, Sima Hao turned to Hua Zeming and smiled: "The genius dared not move, but the hidden weapon created by the little girl is definitely the only one in the world."

Bai Mufei leaned on the chair, the only one in the world? This Sima family is too exaggerated.

"Plause of the Wind." Mu Shishi snorted coldly.

Although plagiarism is not shameful, she travels through time at a young age and is so exaggerated that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Mu Shishi's voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone in the room.

Sima Yan stiffened and looked at Mu Shishi with inquiry. She was still a little scared, afraid that she would expose everything about her.

As soon as Mu Shishi's voice came out, the wine glass in Yan Chenluo's hand sitting above moved slightly, and the wine dripped down his fingers on the table. He looked at the person in the seat behind him.

The thick mink covered her body, a hat covered her head, and a unicorn mask was on her cheeks. She couldn't see her appearance clearly, but he could hear it from the sound.

Even if she had deliberately hidden it, he could still hear it.

Hua Zeming looked at the people behind him, and although he didn't hear anything unusual, he could go against the Sima family with such a name and say that Sima Yan's plagiarism style was really interesting.

"What do you mean?" Sima Hao stared at Mu Shishi unhappily.

A middle-aged man who was very cold in Dugu Meng also looked at Mu Shishi at this time, with exploration in his eyes.

"I'll know what it means, if you ask your daughter, she dares to say that the safe was designed by herself, and she dares to say that the crossbow was created by her brain." Mu Shishi's lazy tone surprised everyone again.

Isn’t these things not thought of by Miss Sima, but were copied by Miss Sima?

Sima Yan's eyes flashed, and his mind suddenly rose, and a smile appeared on his face: "Where does this lady start with this? Safe box bows and crossbows I developed in my early years, so how can I copy them?"

"Oh? Not a plagiarism?" Mu Shishi raised her eyebrows and said, "Am I wrong, or is it the completion of Miss Sima's learning in that era?"

There is something in her words, but it doesn't mean it.

Sima Yan narrowed her eyes and had already determined the origin of Mu Shishi in her heart, she was the same as hers!

"If you want to say what you mean, just make it clearer." Sima Hao was indignant.

Mu Shishi lazily raised her legs and said with a smile: "The head of the Sima family doesn't understand Miss Sima, but she understands it very much. I want to ask Miss Sima if I want me to say it more clearly."

"No, we understand this lady's words, and we also admire this lady's words." A hint of excitement flashed in Sima Yan's heart.

Yes, she was subconsciously excited. She has lived here for twelve years and has forgotten modern things. If she can help her, then her future plans may have a greater chance of winning.

Since they are all modern people, there is no need for her to be enemies with her, she wants to join her!

"Don't make plans for each other." Mu Shishi saw what was in her mind at a glance.

She and Sima Yan are definitely not the same person. From her eyes, she can see that she has very great ambitions, and she will definitely be the kind of person who sacrifices everyone for power.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sima Yan's eyes, but she didn't say much to her at the moment, only to get: "It's too early to plan or not, there are opportunities in the future."

Mu Shishi chuckled and shook her head. She was so confident.

Sima Hao was confused when he heard this, but when he saw that Sima Yan did not lose his temper, he didn't say anything else.

"The head of the Bai family, we will inherit the affairs of the Murong family in the future, so we must cooperate more." Xiahou Chun stood up and toasted Bai Mufei.

Bai Mufei held the wine glass: "Of course, I hope the head of Xiahou family will pay more attention in the future."

"Haha, please be polite." Xiahou Chun laughed honestly and drank the wine in one go.

Yan Chenluo sprinkled the wine in his hand and stared at Mu Shishi with his eyes straight. It was her right, so the fourth brother should be around her.

The fourth brother is the head of the Bai family. He then thought about the drinks for a while and understood that Mu Shishi once said in Wutong that the brewing of wine.

Moreover, she wrote the current recipe for drinking and drinking from the Murong family.

If everything made sense, why was the drink so fast, why did the Murong family defeat so tragically? What the so-called ancient artifact can reflect the past of human beings is also hers.

Dugu Meng wrinkled without thinking for a moment, and immediately stood up and toasted Bai Mufei: "Bai family, young and good-looking wine is rare in a century. Can you ask who keeps this recipe?"

"Oh, Brother Dugu's question is wrong. How can someone tell me the other person's prescription? It would be embarrassing to ask such questions." Xiahou Chun shouted loudly at Dugu Meng.
Chapter completed!