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143. The Smiling Peach Blossom Plays Tricks (1)

"Brother Qin Shi, I really can't figure out who the figure is who led me out of the inn and fled all the way to the Tianchi Palace... He really looks similar to you."

Even she could hardly tell the difference.

"No matter who he is, I will find a way to find him out." Qin Shi's annoyance was beyond words.

It's okay not to mention this matter, but as soon as I mention it, old and new hatreds come to my mind.

Mu Mu chewed her fingers thoughtfully and muttered inadvertently, "If that person wasn't you, could it be Prince Qin Lang? The last time he came to the Prince's Mansion, the special figure on his back was that of brother Qin Shi.

Like...I still think it’s fun.”[

After all, they are blood brothers, and even if their relationship is not very close, they still cannot escape the magic of blood.

The older they get, the more similar they become in appearance.

Qin Shi had a cold temperament, while Qin Lang seemed much gentler.

The two brothers stood side by side and no one could mistake them.

But if you turn around, don't move and don't speak, and just look at the outline of your body, there won't be much difference.

The reason why Mu Mu said this was also due to a previous experience.

On that day, Qin Shi had just returned to the Prince's Mansion from the palace. Because he still had some matters to deal with, he had been busy in the study.

Mu Mu, who was extremely bored, was looking for interesting ideas to play by herself. As long as she didn't leave the house, she was completely unrestrained. Even if she lifted the sky, no one would say a word.

Having played with everything she could play, she decided to take a look in the garden of the front house. Mumu kept a box of bees there, and she suddenly became a little greedy for the golden honey.

As soon as she thought of it, she did it. Mu Mu happily came out of the back house and went straight.

Along the way, no one dared to stop me.

The servants, guards, and maids all knew that the princess's status in the Prince's Mansion was simply higher than that of the real master.


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