Chapter 343: No need to speak, one's identity has already been made clear

Jiang Liangjin didn't know when he had already returned, standing beside Mu Youyu.

He gave a cold glance, his aura spreading instantly, "What are you, daring to touch her?"

Song Yan casually closed the chat window with him.

Hey, you came pretty fast.

"You..." Masi was stunned by this aura, instinctively looked up, her gaze meeting the boy's brown eyes, her heart jolted.

The boy before them was extremely handsome, the kind of looks that could astonish the entire noble circle, radiating noble aura, and having just stood beside His Highness Qing An, it was obvious his status was extraordinary.

If one could cling to him... they would surely overwhelm Luwei in the future.

As a stray thought arose, Mu Youyu instantly ducked behind Jiang Liangjin, peeking out half her face, "A Jin! She's bullying me, even calling my origins unknown."

Jiang Liangjin soothed her gently with a few words, then asked softly, "Should I drag her out?"

The bodyguards on standby on both sides were eager to give it a try.

Mu Xi, Mu Xin, Qing An and the others also gathered around.

Masi saw Luwei looking at her in fright, quickly suppressed her panic, and turned her gaze to Qing An, who had been coldly observing all along.

His Highness Qing An surely approved of her behavior.

She forced herself to stay calm, lifting her chin, "This is M Guo's noble banquet—what right does an outsider like you have to manage me?"

Luwei was so frightened her soul almost flew out; she hurriedly tugged at Masi's skirt, lowering her voice urgently, "You're crazy! He's the sole heir of Z Country's richest man and the Jiang Consortium, Jiang Liangjin—apologize quickly!"

Jiang Consortium's Jiang Liangjin?

Masi's heart skipped a beat, but the words were already out; she could only force a sneer, "So what if it's the Jiang clan? This is M Guo, not his Z Country!"

"I am the Earl's daughter; disciplining a gate‑crasher who sneaked into the banquet—do I still need to look at his face?"

The nobles were astonished.

"Jiang Consortium? The Jiang clan that monopolizes half of Z Country's business?"

"No way, hasn't he been managing family affairs lately?"

"The features are a bit alike; over there it looks like Xishao, and His Highness Qing An is standing over there without speaking."

"Good heavens! If that really is Princess Mingxi, then the one over there who looks exactly like her..."

No need for many words; the nobles present with some understanding already got it.

Masi still forced her bravety, shouting repeatedly, "This is the banquet at the Earl's Mansion in M Guo—what right does a Z Country person have to speak?"

Seeing this, Luwei simply let go, letting her "seek death."

Mu Xin stepped in front of them, "It's not his turn to speak—what about me?"

With a visage identical to Mu Youyu's, yet bearing an aura of authority beyond his years.

Masi was startled, saw his face, froze, and pointed at him stammering "you you you" for a while.

Luwei looked at Mu Xin's face and confirmed his identity.

Good heavens, what a fortunate day—her household's small banquet has drawn so many people!

Mu Xin's expression was indifferent; he kindly introduced, "I am Ai Luoxiu·Peiweika."

As his words fell, the entire hall fell silent instantly.

The murmuring voices around ceased abruptly, time seeming to freeze at that moment.

Everyone's gaze snapped toward the speaking youth.

He stood tall, his appearance identical to Mu Youyu's, emanating an innate noble aura.

His indifferent eyes swept over the crowd, causing everyone to hold their breath involuntarily.

Ai Luoxiu·Peiweika!

Heir to the Y Guo Peiweika Duke's Mansion, a prodigy with consecutive master's and doctorate degrees, close friend of Y Guo and M Guo royal family members, with many elder brothers, an existence the entire international noble circle dare not provoke.

The boy standing beside His Highness Qing An turned out to be Ai Luoxiu·Peiweika……

The girl he shielded behind him—could she not be... the true Princess Mingxi of Y Guo!

Masi's smile froze on her face as she looked at Luwei, "Isn't it you, Luwei! Where did you find... right, did you deliberately hire a pair of twins to impersonate them?"

Mu Xin couldn't be bothered to reply with a single word, merely giving a cold glance that made Masi tremble all over, instinctively stepping back.

Mu Youyu stepped forward, standing beside Mu Xin, lifted her eyes to Masi, her small face showing no trace of fear, her calm voice ringing out clearly across the banquet hall: "Unknown origins?"

She curled her lip slightly, "Listen well, I am Mingxi·Si'erwen."

Masi muttered to herself, "Impersonating, it's all just impersonation."

Qing An stepped forward, casually draping his arm over Mu Xin's shoulder, his golden eyes full of impatience, he snorted coldly, "Oh? Then I, too, am merely a person playing a role?"

M Guo's most favored little prince, whose presence makes every noble present bow in salute.

A single word from him can decide the life or death of a family.

Masi immediately bowed, her legs gone weak from fright, "Your Highness Qing An, certainly not."

"I—I didn't know she was the real Princess Mingxi... I thought Luwei had found an impostor, I didn't mean to, I was wrong, Your Highness, spare me..."

Only now did she wake up as if from a dream.

Who else could have His Highness Qing An personally guarding them besides the Y Guo‑bestowed princess, backed by the Peiweika Duke's Mansion and the Mu Family's Princess Mingxi and Young Master Ai Luoxiu?

She had just pointed at this princess's nose and cursed her, even wanting to shove her...

Thinking of this, Masi broke out in a cold sweat.

The nobles in the hall fell silent like cicadas in winter, heads bowed, daring not to meet the gazes of those few, hearts pounding relentlessly, chilled to the bone with lingering fear.

They had actually been discussing and speculating about Y Guo's Princess Mingxi, even thinking she was merely a young lady from some aristocratic family!

And what made everyone's souls flee even more was, at the banquet hall entrance,

Two figures in splendid royal robes entered slowly, the man bearing a dignified posture, the woman an air of grace, both emanating an aura that transcended all beings.

They were precisely the King and Queen of M Guo.

All the nobles in the hall bowed in unison, "Greetings to His Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Queen!"

The king and queen waved their hands casually; they had come specially to look for their young son, originally intending to keep a low profile.

Unexpectedly, all these people gathered together.

The queen's gaze instantly fell on Mu Youyu, her tone undisguised delight: "Mingxi, you really came?"

The king glanced at the chaotic scene, "Oh! Are these bandits?"

The air was dead silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Mu Youyu stepped lightly from behind Jiang Liangjin, greeted them, her red dress especially eye-catching on the red carpet.

She slightly lifted her eyes, without a trace of anger, yet carrying the confidence nurtured by being beloved by myriad, she glanced lightly at Ma Si, who had already been frightened to the ground.

No need to speak.

Identity, already explained everything.

Jiang Liangjin learned Mu Youyu's way of addressing and greeted the two.

The two nodded lightly, their gazes calmly sizing up the boy before them.

Is this Mingxi's beloved?

But his appearance and demeanor are indeed fitting.

Qing An glanced lightly at Ma Si on the ground, "The count's manor lax in discipline, offending the royal family, effective immediately, strip their clan of noble titles, reclaim all their fiefdoms and properties, expel them from noble circles."

This sentence directly sentenced the whole family to death.