After seeing the photos, several elders looked at each other.

The photos of the elders were divided into two parts, one for the ministers to pass on and the other for Lu Bingcheng.

"Sir Lu, look, is this you?"

Lu Bingcheng restrained his panic and reached out to take the photo.

He quickly read it all, his heart was surging and he was so shocked that he was sweating coldly.

What happened twenty or thirty years ago, what clothes did he wear and who he talked to, his impression was already very blurred.

But he did attend such a cocktail party. At that time, he was very optimistic about Song Haiyun, so he gave the Song family a lot of face, as if he had taken a group photo.

Lu Bingcheng's mind was blank and he didn't know how to deny it.

He looked at his side face without any obstruction under the light, and felt regretful and annoyed.

His life has really been caused by the stupid woman Song Haiyun.

Lu Bingcheng cursed himself in his heart, and sighed in his heart that he was unlucky, but he didn't expect that Song Haiyun was chosen by him.

Other ministers gathered together and also looked at the photos. They looked at Lu Bingcheng from time to time, as if they were confirming.

They were talking about it and they all thought it was Lu Bingcheng.

The more Mo Yinli looked at the situation, the more she felt something was wrong. She held Lan Ruoqi, found her a position to lean on the side, and then quickly walked towards Lu Bingcheng.

She couldn't wait to grab the photo, and Song Haiyun also came over and looked at it together.

Before she finished reading it, she denied: "What a mess? These photos are probably fake. Before I came to the Mo tribe, I didn't know Lord Lu at all!"

She spoke loudly, sharply, and very excited.

Mo Yinli pursed his lips, swallowed his saliva, and said calmly: "It does look very similar to Lord Lu, but there are many people in this world who look similar, so this is not necessarily Lord Lu."

Lu Bingcheng reacted, calmed his emotions, and immediately followed Mo Yinli and echoed: "I don't know how these photos were taken, but I really don't have any impression of it. I have been in the Mo clan and have never been out since I was a child!"

The Lu family’s ambition did not start with Lu Bingcheng.

Lu Bing has such ambitions because of his father.

During that time when he went out, Lu Mingcang's grandfather covered him, saying that he was studying at home and would not see guests.

When Lu Bingcheng was young, he was famously studious like Lu Mingcang, so no one doubted him.

If you check this matter now, you will definitely not be able to find out anything.

Song Haiyun found a counterattack point, and was like a rooster who had won the battle, shouting at Ji Wennuan: "Yes, there are so many people in the world who are similar. Who knows if you just want to find someone with a body shape and put on makeup. If you want to wrongly accuse us, you can find better excuses and evidence. You have no other better way, right? I think, the person who really uses any means to achieve your goal is you, you!"

The photos have been passed around and it has already reached Ji Wennuan's hands.

Ji Wennuan touched it with her hands.

Lu Bingcheng, Song Haiyun and others have been in the Mo tribe for most of the past few decades and do not know much about photography, but Wang Yan likes taking photos and studies. Ji Wennuan is smart and is together every day, and is influenced by her and knows a little.

This photo is very realistic, but the feeling of getting started with this ink is not like an old ink.

Song Haiyun raised his chin, as if saying, "You have any tricks to use them as soon as possible."

Ji Wennuan didn't know about the photos before, and she never thought of using such things that could be used to defeat Lu Bingcheng and the others. She just planted a seed of doubt in the hearts of the people present.

She calmly collected the photos, smiling, "Mr. Lu and his wife have been so close to each other over the years, and their dedication is far better than other ministers. I thought you knew each other before."

Lu Bingcheng felt relieved and said with a righteous heart: "It's not that you think that no matter what you say or do, you have to come up with evidence. The damage you have caused to me today is very great and inappropriate!"

Ji Wennuan sneered coldly, "Mr. Lu, I haven't finished talking yet, you started to criticize me with such righteousness. Are you not afraid of slapping me in the face later?"

Lu Bingcheng looked at Ji Wennuan's confident and confident look, and his heart was even more impressive than before.

But at this time, showing weakness is equivalent to guilt, and Lu Bingcheng naturally would not make such low-level mistakes.

He straightened his back, "What's there to be afraid of when I sit upright?"

Ji Wennuan chuckled and nodded.

"I'll ask again, Lord Lu, you and your wife, you really have nothing else except the relationship between the king and the minister?"

Lu Bingcheng looked at Ji Wennuan with slightly narrowed eyes, thinking that she had some evidence, and he forgot to answer in a humble and panic.

On the other hand, Song Haiyun had a much thicker face, "No, of course not!"

Mo Yinli, who knew the inside story, was a little panicked by Ji Wennuan for a few words, and helped Lu Bingcheng, "Miss, how can you question Lord Lu's character like this? He is the leader of all officials. If this is spread, just like the scandal of the royal family, he will be laughed at by the people. Lord Lu is the prince's master, and he is brothers and sisters with the prince's father. Isn't it okay for him to do his best to be responsible for the prince? How can you say such things? You are obviously deliberately smearing Lord Lu's reputation and your wife. Your method is really too despicable and vulgar!"

Lan Xulin looked at Mo Yinli, who spoke more than Lu Bingcheng and Song Haiyun, and frowned and pulled her aside, "What does this have to do with you? Talk less!"

The Mo tribe has always been talking about Lu Bingcheng and Song Haiyun's relationship. Lan Xulin thinks that their relationship is extraordinary, but there is no evidence, so he will certainly not talk nonsense.

The same is true for other ministers, which can almost be said to be a tacit secret.

Mo Yinli shook Lan Xulin away and glared at him, "You don't care about Ruoqi, I can't ignore her."

It's not just for Lan Ruoqi. If Lu Bingcheng and the others lose power, Ji Wennuan Mo Yuqiu becomes the patriarch, and she will never have a good life in the Lan family.

Ji Wennuan was not angry at all, and seemed to be smiling, "Mrs. Lan knows very well about the relationship between Mrs. Lu."

Mo Hongshen looked at Ji Wennuan's beautiful face, and the sarcastic smile on her face seemed to be sure to win everything, as if it was a blooming rose.

Mo Hongshen stared at her every frown and smile, and her heart became even more itchy.

He licked the corner of his mouth and stood up and said, "I believe that my mother and Master, even if they have anything, it is their misbehavior. I am the prince of the Mo clan and the best candidate for the next patriarch. What's the controversy about this!"

Ji Wennuan was disgusted by Mo Hongshen. Her eyes suddenly became sharp, dark and extremely ridiculous, "What if you weren't the prince of the Mo clan?"
Chapter completed!