"Ah Yuan, I guessed correctly."

Looking at the densely packed pages of words, Xia Xiaoqiao sighed sincerely.

But Lu Jingyuan was silent and didn't say a word for a long time.

three days later

"Sister Xia, Sister Xia——"

Early in the morning, Zhu Lingshan ran over wheezing and panting.

"What's the matter? But what happened?"

"Isn't it a big deal, a big deal."

Zhu Lingshan said angrily: "The Lord of the Town has written the paper, please seal it."

"What? Please seal the notebook?"

"What else can I invite to seal the book, of course it is to invite the seal of the crown prince!!!"

Zhu Lingshan was so angry, "Damn Lu Qing, bah, I don't know what Lord Zhen is thinking, why do you write something inexplicably, please seal the paper?"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Anyway, Lu Qing was unhappy.

Because, if Lu Qing was made the crown prince, wouldn't her nasty sister become the crown prince's wife?
Xia Xiaoqiao was stunned after hearing this.

"Please seal the crown prince?"

If the Duke of Zhen invites him to be his son, what will happen to her family, Lu Jingyuan?
As the first son, Lu Qing enjoys all the glory, but he can only hide in the dark?You can't even recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, why?
Lu Jingyuan is such a strong person, how sad will he be when he hears it?

Xia Xiaoqiao's heart suddenly ached.

She seemed to understand why Lu Jingyuan became the ultimate villain in the book.

He finally understood why he, a poor scholar, could achieve such a high position, making Lu Qing unable to hold his head up, and making everyone feel gloomy.

He is obviously the legitimate son of the Duke of Zhenguo, but his parents are not allowed to recognize each other, his relatives dare not recognize him, he can't go on the genealogy, he can only live in the dark, and he is abandoned by his original clan, abandoned by his relatives, and betrayed by those close to him.

His wife and children were separated, and his two younger brothers died and the other was injured. In his previous life, Qilang did not enter the prince's mansion, but was raised in his own mansion after being found by Lu Jingyuan.

He has become a big devil who has changed his temperament and killed people without batting an eyelid.

What happened to make Shichiro like that?

Recalling the scene of saving Qilang that day, Xia Xiaoqiao's heart throbbed with pain.

Sometimes, it takes a lot of courage to even survive.

If there is no self, this is the end.

So, why couldn't he return to the Duke of Zhen's mansion openly and aboveboard?
Obviously, there is no going back! ! !

What can force Zhen Guogong to this point?
No wonder Lu Jingyuan was so silent when he found out.

"Sister Xia, sister Xia???"

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhu Lingshan couldn't help but tugged her twice, "What are you thinking? Why don't you speak?"

"No, I didn't think of anything."

Xia Xiaoqiao cheered up and said: "It's normal to be a son, Lu Qingnian is not young, and he is married again, and he is the only son of the Duke of Zhenguo—"

"what?"

Zhu Lingshan said indignantly: "It must be Mrs. Zhen Guo who made the fuss. Two days ago, I heard that Mrs. Zhen Guo was furious. It was probably stimulated by Zhou Chi. No, it was only a few days later. Is it an invitation to seal the crown prince?"

Xia Xiaoqiao was slightly taken aback when she heard the words.

"By the way, the Duke of Zhen is only such a legitimate son, why hasn't he been granted the title?" …

"Hey, don't you know that?"

Zhu Lingshan immediately began to gossip.

"There are two points in the rumors in Beijing. First, the Duke of Zhen does not want to be separated from power. You also know that the Duke of Zhen is in charge of the governor's mansion of the five armies and holds the military power. Let the son go to the army to experience and gradually hand over power."

"Isn't it natural for father and son to inherit from father to son?"

Xia Xiaoqiao looked at her puzzled, and Zhu Lingshan immediately said, "So, the second rumor is that this Lu Qing was not born to Lord Zhen Guo."

"what?"

Xia Xiaoqiao suddenly turned pale with shock, "Isn't it my own?"

"Shh, be quiet."

Zhu Lingshan immediately put her index finger to her lips, looked around secretly and said, "Rumors, they are rumors, who would dare to talk nonsense about such things, if it weren't for the fact that Duke Zhen didn't invite the crown prince so late, everyone wouldn't Think so."

"However, having said that, this Lu Qing really doesn't look like Duke Zhen, but he does look a bit like Duke Zhen's wife. If it wasn't for this, there would have been a big trouble."

But the speaker didn't mean it, but the listener did. Xia Xiaoqiao's heart jumped.

Suppose, suppose that Lu Qing really wasn't from Zhen Guogong?
Whose child is he then?
What about Lu Jingyuan?

Could it be that the birds occupy the magpie's nest?
So the Duke of Zhen and his wife of the Duke of Zhen really don’t know or they don’t know?
It’s okay if you don’t know, but what if you know?
Omg?

The sky thundered, and Xia Xiaoqiao didn't know what to say.

"Sister Xia, sister Xia?"

Zhu Lingshan waved in front of her eyes, "What's wrong? Could it be that you were frightened?"

"However, since Lord Zhen has accepted this paper, it is obvious that he is his own."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Xiaoqiao looked directly at her and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Ok?"

Zhu Lingshan looked surprised, and Xia Xiaoqiao immediately said to Nan Shuang, "Go to Wucheng Bingmasi and call me Zhou Chi."

Not long after, Zhou Chi hurried over.

"What's the matter with looking for me so urgently? Even the big girls around me are used."

Zhou Chi walked over with a happy face, then sat down unceremoniously and poured himself a cup of tea, and said happily: "Are you particularly touched? Do you want to promise yourself? How about it? Enough loyalty? "

"Hey, what are you doing, take it easy—"

Before she could finish speaking, she was slapped by Xia Xiaoqiao.

"That's enough loyalty, you big-headed ghost, be careful, this is my family's A Yuan's favorite flower, if it breaks, will you pay for it?"

"you you you you you--"

Zhou Chi gritted his teeth angrily, "Xia Xiaoqiao, you are too heartless? In order to help that brat Lu Jingyuan, do you know that my father dipped a whip in cold water when you got home? The wound is still hurting now , it turned out to be good for you, you called me here in a hurry, and you were afraid that I would damage the flower that the guy named Lu liked???"

"Is it okay not to take you to bully people like this?"

Xia Xiaoqiao hugged the flower pot, seeing his angrily expression, couldn't help but sighed, "I'm sorry, is it alright?"

"No, just saying I'm sorry just wants to soothe my hurt heart? How can there be such a good thing?"

And Xia Xiaoqiao saw his arrogant face, she kicked her leg up.

"Oh——, why did you use your hands and feet like a woman? You have a wound on your buttocks, and it's not healed yet?"

His exaggerated performance did not fool Xia Xiaoqiao, but he managed to fool Zhu Lingshan.

"How are you? Does it hurt so much?"

"Otherwise, let's find a doctor to take a look."

Seeing Zhu Lingshan's worried expression, Zhou Chi secretly looked at Xia Xiaoqiao subconsciously.

And Xia Xiaoqiao gave him a hard look, then pulled Zhu Lingshan up and said, "Don't listen to his bluff, he's lying to you."

"what?"

Zhu Lingshan was taken aback for a moment, and Xia Xiaoqiao didn't walk around, and said straight to the point: "I suspect that Lu Qing is not the son of Lord Lu Beitang."

puff--

Zhou Chi, who had just taken a sip of tea, sprayed it out.

"real or fake?"

"so what?"

Xia Xiaoqiao looked at him and said indifferently: "So, I need his blood and hair, if possible, at Lord Zhen's—"

"stop--"

"Please, big sister, just kill me."

"It's fine if Lu Qing arrives, but Lord Zhen Lu Beitang? What kind of character is that? You asked me to get his blood? You, you, you—"

Zhou Chi is not well.

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