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Pick out, which one, Ah Jiu

She sat down next to Duan Rong, "Here, this is it."

Duan Rong only casually glanced at the book without a title page or name before he recognized it, "This is "History of the West", a travel diary handed down thousands of years ago. There is no second volume of this book."

"Ah?" Jiu'er was a little disappointed, "I'm really enjoying watching it."

Duan Rong glanced at her dejected little head and said, "There is something similar to this one, which also writes about the scenery and humanistic features of the Western Kingdom. I'll ask Uncle Li to find it for you."

Jiu'er suddenly saw the clouds clear and the moon shine, and his whole smile was radiant, "Oh, flower and butterfly..."

"Um?"

Jiuer's eyes widened and he changed his words, "Duan Rong, you are so good~"

It was casual and showed no sincerity at all. But it also made people feel that she was really sincere.

Duan Rong couldn't hold it back and stretched out his hand to pinch her face.

"Why do you always pinch my face!"

Duan Rong half-squinted his eyes and smiled unscrupulously, "You have such a cute face. How long have you been reading a book? Is this book so good?"

"Of course the book is beautiful. There is a beauty like jade in the book, and there is a house of gold in the book. I can't practice martial arts, so why don't I read more books. I don't want to grow up to be a little waste." Jiuer muttered.

Duan Rong paused and rubbed her little face with his thumb, with some indescribable intimacy and comfort, "Who said you would grow up to be a little loser?"

Jiu'er didn't take it seriously, "I have a bad health and can't do anything. If I don't love learning and don't love learning more than others, I will grow into a little waste." Isn't this obvious?

After Duan Rong paused for a moment, he scratched her cheek again and sneered, "Where can I find a careless little loser like you? Besides," he leaned back lazily and said nonchalantly, "Who did that when they were children?

I've never been told by the adults in my family that I'm a little evil and a waste."

Jiuer was surprised, "Were you told that when you were a child?"

"yes."

As a result, Jiu'er miraculously felt much happier.

The man in black over Duan Rong wished he could completely blend into the darkness and become invisible.

Is this something that one of his subordinates can see and hear?

Fortunately, a 'shadow' like him has long been accustomed to being invisible.

Look at your eyes, nose and heart, just think that you are deaf and blind.

Duan Rong asked casually, "Are you interested in the Western Kingdom?"

Jiu'er nodded, "It's strange. I am a person who knows a lot about astronomy and geography. I feel like I have been everywhere, but my memory of the Western Region in the Western Kingdom is very vague. But when I read this travelogue, I felt that there are many descriptions.

Very kind."

"You are so unambiguous when you praise yourself." Duan Rong raised his hand and rubbed her head in a funny manner, "If you are interested, I will take you to see it sometime."

Jiuer's eyes curled up, "Okay~"

When Jiu'er finally left happily holding the book, the man in black, a subordinate who had no sense of existence, could finally breathe and speak.

Continuing to report on the previous incident, "Your Majesty, the eldest princess indeed went to the First Prince's Mansion and stayed there for a cup of tea."

Duan Rong raised his eyelids slightly, a faint look of disdain flowed in his lazy eyes, and the smile raised at the corner of his lips was a bit strange and a bit playful.

"It seems that we asked them to 'follow the clues' before at Jinchaolou, and they were very quick. The 'snake' was also completely shocked."

This "them" naturally refers to people like the eldest prince and eldest princess.

The man in black said, "Yes, at present, everything is developing according to your estimation, Lord."

"Just keep an eye on it and act according to the plan." The strange smile on Duan Rong's lips has not diminished at all, and even the smile can make people smell the smell of blood that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Yes." The man in black was about to go down, but as one of the Lord's close subordinates, he felt that he had to express his concerns, otherwise he would be derelict in his duties.

"My lord, I have something to do..."

"explain."

"After what happened in the bookstore today, Miss Ah Jiu is probably in the middle of a storm. I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Duan Rong grinded his teeth angrily, "That little girl, is it possible that I can really lock her up all day long, cover her eyes, and block her ears?"

He laughed and cursed, but an indescribable tenderness slipped through his almost passionate light eyes, and he snorted, "Is that little girl someone who can be locked up and restrained?"

"If it really broke her wings, it would be better to kill her."

The waves in his eyes were still those of a bewitching demon, but they seemed to be stirring up a bloody storm from a bottomless depth, making people daunted. The ghost was so cruel that it made people tremble.

He said quietly, "Besides, even in strong winds and waves, I will not let the waves get her clothes wet."

The man in black retreated with his scalp numb.

He just raised this possibility reasonably, and the Lord's reaction was so big.

Miss Ah Jiu is indeed the master's reverse scale.

Let’s talk about the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Now that Wang Xiaojin had obtained the original copy of the ancient book, she didn't want Jiu'er's efforts to help her go to waste. She thought that it was impossible for her to have Jiu'er take care of her for the rest of her life.

But Wang Xiaojin is not a stickler, and he knows that he cannot monopolize the credit for this unique ancient book.

On the way back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wang Xiaojin was prepared to face Wang Sisi's storm.

But Wang Sisi did not come to trouble Wang Xiaojin until she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion and told the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister's wife.

Just when Wang Xiaojin was thinking that she would find a way to take the initiative to meet and talk with Wang Sisi, the eldest sister tomorrow.

After washing, Wang Sisi came to the courtyard where Wang Xiaojin continued to retreat.

"Sister." Wang Xiaojin stood up nervously but bravely and saluted.

Wang Sisi smiled slightly and said, "You all go down, I'll talk to Xiaojin."

After all the waiters left, Wang Sisi sat down at the table.

He looked at Wang Xiaojin who was standing aside with a smile and asked, "What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?"

"I..." Wang Xiaojin took a deep breath, "Sister, I also wanted to come to you and tell you that I got the two ancient books and gave them to my father in both of our names. I'm just lucky enough to know him.

…”

At this point, Wang Xiaojin changed her title, "I got this ancient book because I got to know Sister Duan. Eldest sister, your filial piety towards your father can be seen from time to time. I want to send it to you with eldest sister..."

Wang Sisi raised her hand to stop her, but still smiled and said, "Xiaojin, you have become so sensible after going out today. It really makes me happy."

"But, Xiaojin, can you tell me, what is the specific name of your sister Duan? What is her origin?"

Wang Xiaojin wanted to see something in Wang Sisi's eyes, but Wang Sisi, who was sometimes very understanding, had beautiful eyes that were bottomless at this time.

Seeing Wang Xiaojin's silence, Wang Sisi smiled slightly again, "The mother-in-law I asked to go out to inquire has just come back. You said it was a coincidence. After the mother-in-law said something, I finally remembered a rumor I had heard before.

Sister Duan is connected with the girl in green who was chasing Master Su's carriage on the street a few days ago."

"What's even more coincidental is that this Miss Duan and your former sworn sister are not only similar in body shape and like to wear green clothes, but also have exactly the same name. They are both called Duan Ajiu. No wonder Bai Liri is on the street, and you only

Call her Sister Duan. Do you think the name is the same and it’s hard to say it out loud?”

She smiled and said, "Xiao Jin, tell me, what is the relationship between this section of Ajiu and that section of Ajiu? How come it is such a coincidence." (To be continued)


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