Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again - Chapter 3296

Chapter 3296: There’s Actually Such a Mother in the World

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Elder Xue was the first to speak. “Empress, the photos… take a look.”

He pushed a stack of photos over.

Nie Qingru looked at the photos in front of her. With just a glance, she could tell they were the photos she had seen online this morning.

However, the photos produced by the Privy Council were clearer and richer.

Her eyelids twitched as she pushed the photos back. There was no change in her expression. “I’ve seen them. It’s just some ordinary photos.”

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She still wanted to protect Nie Qixing?

Everyone’s gazes became strange.

The archbishop chuckled and looked at her with a half-smile. “I’m afraid these photos can’t be described as ordinary.”

Nie Qingru narrowed her eyes and looked at him dangerously.

Quentin looked at her disapprovingly. “Empress, don’t you find the woman in the photo familiar?”

The person in the photo had unique facial features and temperament.

Those characteristics were the most fatal!

Nie Qingru’s fingers subconsciously curled up as she warned, “What are you trying to say?”

Quentin originally wanted to say that it was Ji Qing.

The person in the photo looked very much like her.

He had met Ji Qing back then. She was the most respected princess of the Ji family’s direct line of descent in the independent continent. Compared to the current Patriarch of the Ji family, Ji Lingfeng, who was an illegitimate child.

Ji Qing was Ji Wusun and Nie Qingru’s only child.

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She was the direct descendant of the direct descendants!

The nobility of this bloodline was not something Ji Lingfeng could compare to.

However, Ji Qing was extremely talented and had a natural personality. At that time, countless people’s gazes were on this shining pearl.

However, that incident back then covered the pearl in dust and quickly became a taboo in their circle.

Not to mention the Ji family, no one in the reclusive families mentioned her.

Until Qiao Nian appeared!

When Quentin saw the person in the photo, the first person he thought of was Ji Qing because that woman looked a little similar to her.

However, a ripple suddenly appeared in his heart, and an even more unbelievable thought surfaced.

Quentin could not help but look at the majestic woman sitting at the head of the table. The words at the corner of his mouth became, “I want to say that the woman in the photo looks like… she looks like an old friend.”

As soon as he said this, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone was paying attention to Nie Qingru’s reaction.

Unexpectedly, while Nie Qingru thought that Ji Qing was a taboo topic and would definitely not allow others to mention it, there was not much of a reaction from her this time.

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She even took the initiative to say her name. “You mean Ji Qing?”

Quentin’s eyes flashed. “… I didn’t say that.”

Nie Qingru’s expression remained unchanged. She tapped her finger on the table and said unhurriedly, “It’s not impossible. Qixing is about the same age as her.”

She sounded as if Ji Qing had deliberately seduced Nie Qixing.

Everyone’s expressions became subtle.

Ji Qing had already passed away for so many years, but this matter was caused by Nie Qixing. Nie Qingru did not distinguish right or wrong and even pushed all the infamy on Ji Qing. It was really not the behavior of a mother.

This was no longer within the scope of favoritism.

There was actually such a mother in the world.

Just as everyone was shocked by her behavior…

Someone knocked on the door and broke the silence.

“Come in.” Elder Xue frowned when he saw Jacob rush in. Then, in front of everyone, he handed an envelope to Quentin.

“Archbishop, I received another envelope.”

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The stack of photos this morning had also been sent to Quentin. This time, it was the same yellow envelope, making people focus on it.

… What was it this time?