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362. Jun Moxiao on the Drunken Battlefield 6

I used some breakfast prepared by the army, but it was not as exquisite as the one in the palace. Although it was specially made for Tao Xiaowei, with a lot of ingredients brought from the capital, her appetite was still not good. Yan Xi was not here,

Tao Xiaowei simply let her temper go, and only took a few bites of what was pleasing to the eye, and then poured half a small bowl of orange-yellow millet porridge into her mouth. After her body felt a little warm, she refused to eat any more, calling out

People came to take back the full dishes.

Not long after, she saw a man in the army carrying out the remaining food she had eaten with nimble hands and feet. After a while, the man turned back and stood in front of Tao Xiaowei.

His voice was hoarse and hesitant, "Are you the princess brought by the seventh prince and the supervisor appointed by His Majesty?"

Tao Xiaowei nodded doubtfully. Who in the army didn't know about this? Why did this person come here to ask?

"Are you Xiao Tao'er?" he asked again, slightly excited.[

Xiao Tao'er, this title is like a key, opening the dusty memory in Tao Xiaowei's heart. It seems that someone once called her so lovingly. It was not Weiwei, not Xiaowei, and not a princess. It was just her.

Based on the surname, adding some loving tones, it is Xiao Taoer.

The two sisters also called her that way along with that person, but he didn't allow it. He said that it was a nickname that only he could call her, and no one else, even the two sisters, were allowed to call her.

Father?

Tao Xiaowei bit her lip and carefully looked at the very ordinary face in front of her. He walked out and plunged into the crowd. Tao Xiaowei could no longer tell whose face was ordinary, and the paleness was a bit unnatural.

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No, this is not his original face. His face is covered with a human skin mask that is not perfectly made. Tao Xiaowei’s hobby is to study this thing, so she quickly found the seam between the skin and the face.

I applied some powder, but if you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

A stranger wore a human skin mask and sneaked in disguised as a soldier. He called her Xiao Tao'er, a nickname that only her father would call her.

"Who are you?" The other party's good and evil were unclear, so Tao Xiaowei retreated instinctively, casually picking up a sharp blade that Yan Xi had left for her, and guarding it against her chest.

"Xiao Tao'er, are you really Xiao Tao'er? I am your biological brother. My father sent me to find you. Today, I can finally fulfill his old man's wish."


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