"It is precisely because they like that I accept this political marriage."

Qi Wu was silent, his eyes were filled with thoughts.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled blandly: "Crown Prince Mu and I are very clear that we only have a common belief, that is, to safeguard the interests of the family and have no feelings."

"What about Su Zhi?"

She was suddenly stunned and felt depressed between her eyebrows.

"Don't you suspect he is Ye Yuan?" Qi Wu couldn't help asking again, "You asked me to test him last time, but I sent me away before I finished the trial. Is there no further information?"

He was a little angry that day, who made her so partial to Su Zhi?

Her eyes were dull, and her eyebrows were filled with tiredness: "No need to try again, I already have the answer in my heart. Just pretend I have never mentioned this."

"Then what is the relationship between them?"

"Twin brothers." She whispered.

"Twin brother?" Qi Wu couldn't express his inner surprise, "You are raising one in the mansion and flirting with one outside the mansion. Both brothers are left behind, do you want them all?"

Youmeng turned her face embarrassedly: "What can I do? I'm also desperate."

He couldn't help laughing and crying: "My God, the future prince consort should be the one who should be desperate, right? I really feel sorry for him, and my head has grown into a green grassland."

Youmeng was in a mess: "My county is in charge of the king and his status is higher than that of him, so I am the head of the family."

He smiled and pressed his index finger on her lips: "Princess, don't make reasons for your fickleness."

He hit the nail on the head, and she was not willing to be outdone: "I am fickle. It is normal for you men to have three wives and four concubines. If you change to women, it won't work?"

Qiwu was speechless when she asked. Looking at this rebellious and unconstrained woman, she seemed to see herself. If her heart was so free and easy, and not bound by love, it would not be a bad thing.

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On this day, Princess Minglu of Jin was wandering around in the Luyuan. She asked her maid Duona to find her. She brought the kite to Nanyuan on purpose.

"There is a man named Guiwu. He is the commander of the Ancient Ministry of Prime Minister's Office. He is the prime minister's shameful activities." The fourth brother Xuanyue told her this last time.

"But I'm here all day, how can I see him?"

"I've found someone to check. He has to come to Luyuan every month to handle matters for the Prime Minister, so you can seize the opportunity."

"Okay, I'll act according to the opportunity."

She walked to a yard wall, stepped on a rockery, and climbed up to the wall lightly. Sure enough, she saw the man she was lifting with the fourth brother.

Because Gui Wu was stabbed by Ye Yuan on the night of the Great Heat, and he has not been able to do errands in other places for the past two months. The Prime Minister arranged relatively easy tasks for him during his recovery period, asking him to check the accounts of tributes from various chambers of commerce and sects of the Ancient Ministry in the past six months. Since these black accounts were recently stored in the Nanyuan Secret Pavilion in Luyuan, Gui Wu has lived in Nanyuan these days, checking the accounts while recuperating.

Guiwu's injuries are recovering. He is now in a good mood. He is sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling door of Xiaoxie, a riverside, carefully looking through the account book in his hand, and a crutch is leaning against the door frame.

According to the pre-set plan, Xuan Yu pulled the kite string in his hand and threw it into the yard with a slight force. The kite swayed in the wind and fell to the feet of Guiwu.

Guiwu was shocked by the kite without any warning. He picked up the kite and looked up in surprise.

"Hey, that big brother below!"
Chapter completed!