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"Qiangwei, send someone to Chu Palace!" Half of Rong Pingting's face was hidden in the shadow, her emotions were unpredictable.
Qiangwei was startled, "Why?"
Rong Pingting didn't answer her question directly, but instead asked, "Don't you think that little girl looks a little like Chu Ning, Princess Ruyang of Chu Kingdom?"
Qiangwei trembled, her eyes widened to the extreme, as if she understood something, she bit her lips and said, "Master, don't worry, the servants will send people to step up the investigation and get the evidence as soon as possible!"
"The sooner the better." Rong Pingting smiled lightly, "You should know that now that the Chu State is attacking Ning, that boy Yu Chizhen's status in His Majesty's heart will suddenly surpass everyone else. If we can catch Xiao Seventh girl's little braid, maybe she can still make a contribution in front of His Majesty, killing two birds with one stone!"
"Your servant understands." Qiangwei blessed her body, and then exited the Palace of Splendid Beauty.
Yuhua Terrace.
For the sixty-eighth time, Dongmei watched helplessly as her master was dragged into the side hall by "Zongzheng Fusu", pressed on the bed, and then slammed the door with a loud bang!
In the side hall, from time to time, there could be the sound of the bed creaking, the sound of cups breaking, and of course, the most common thing was the man's satisfied growl... From the beginning to the end, she could not hear a single sound from her master. .
Ever since her master slashed "Zongzheng Fusu"'s arm open with a knife, Dongmei noticed that the two of them were directly weird, but after thinking about it, she couldn't figure out why they were still in love with each other even the last second The two of them will be fighting against each other in the next second! It's fine to fight each other, but we still have to use this extreme method of mutual harm!
The previous sixty-seven times were all during the day.
Today is a bit unusual, "Zongzheng Fusu" who usually sleeps at night did not sleep, but chose to continue!
Dongmei was stunned at the door, listening to the growing commotion in the room, she was very worried about her master's health, but...
A few days ago, she tried to stop it, but every time she was stopped by her master!
No matter how cruel "Zongzheng Fusu" was, the master did not complain, but endured silently.
Dongmei stood for a while, but finally withdrew her hand and did not push the door open.
In the side hall, Murong Qianjue clasped Dongfang Jing's slender arms with one hand, raised her hands above her head, and restrained her firmly.
For the first six days, Dongfang Jing was indifferent, but today she couldn't bear it anymore!
She stared at Murong Qianjue with red eyes, and scolded, "Murong Qianjue! Are you crazy?! It's night now, so you should adjust your breath and restore your skills as soon as possible! You're going to hurt yourself in the end if you keep tossing around like this. It's not me, but your own body!"
"Master's own body? Heh..." Murong Qianjue's eyes were clear, and he sneered unconsciously, "Are you worried about Master's body, Zongzheng Fusu, or Yuchi Wuyou's body? !"
Dongfang Jing frowned.
What Murong Qianjue said was not bad at all. She was worried about Wuyou, and she was also worried about her fourth brother. She was conflicted in her heart, because even at this point, she still couldn't explain, what kind of existence and connection did the four of them have, Wuyou, Fourth Brother, Murong Qianjue and Xuanyuan Longting? !