"Qi Du is not the real son of the Duke of Zhenguo." Rong Zhu spoke slowly in a flat tone, as if telling an old story.

It's not the real son of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Does the Duke of the town like to have adopted children so much? Muyun'an, the adopted son of the Duke of the town, feels sick and sick like a fly stuck in his throat.

"When the enemy attacked a city in the north, the daughter of the Duke and wife of Zhenguo was brutally killed by the enemy. The Duke and wife of Zhenguo couldn't bear the blow, so she took an orphan who had lost his family in the city. The right is to comfort herself." Rong Zhu took a cup and took a SIP to moisten her throat.

When he told these stories, he was as calm as a centenarian. In fact, when the Duke and wife of Zhenguo fought in the battlefield, he was just a runny little boy.

It's just that, with his identity and status, he knows more... Oh no, it's just a lot.

It's said that the more you know, the faster you die. Look at this man in front of you. He knows so much, and his life is always remembered by others.

No wonder she feels that Qi Du's position in the government is strange.

That makes sense.

Mu yun'an grinned and asked, "what enemy does Qi Du have?"

"Qi Du acts in a dissolute and uninhibited way, loves women's sex, often bullies men and women, and neglects normal work." The high priest probably put all the bad words in his heart on Qi Du.

The high priest is not a biased person. He must be an objective evaluation of alignment.

Then... Muyun'an lowered his eyes, and Qi Du provoked the great prince, Emperor Yanqing, when he was not paying attention to it.

It is strange that emperor Yanqing wanted to kill him, but he didn't succeed.

However, it can be seen from this incident that Qidu is definitely not a simple product.

Know what you want to know, Muyun an's mood is naturally good.

So much so that when she pricked the high priest's needle, her technique was much softer.

It's no longer the way of "I'm going to stab this little bitch" like Mammy.

It's the end of another needle.

The high priest is sober now, so after muyun'an takes back the silver needle, he puts on his clothes consciously.

"Well, I'll go back first." Mu yun'an also waved her sleeve, leaving no cloud. She didn't want to have too much relationship with the high priest.

As soon as she was about to leave, she heard the high priest in his cold, ascetic voice ask, "do you want to leave after you have put in my clothes?"

"..." Mu Yunan, how does she feel that this sounds strange, as if there is some ambiguity.

Muyun'an turned around and asked, "high priest, is there anything else?"

The high priest slowly tied his belt. "You saved my life. Is that really all you need?"

Is she going to rush up now to untie the high priest's robe and take him?

"I've got what I want." Mu yun'an chuckled.

In her eyes, the high priest's life only knew this news.

Maybe this kind of cognition made the high priest feel violated.

Tut Tut, superior, that's it.

"Oh." Rong Zhu waved his hand and said with a look of disappointment in his eyebrows, "then you can go back."

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