"Am I right? The former adjutant?"

Yan Tao's slender fingers overlapped one by one and rested on her knees. Her dark and beautiful peach blossom eyes fell faintly on Yuan Jing through the light.

There was no emotion in her eyes, as if she was just looking at a stranger.

Yuan Jing nodded slowly: "You are right."

"Everything, there is no error."

"Marcedes-Master, I've never been too lazy to guess what others think. If you really want to guess, you will definitely guess it correctly!"

Yuan Jing: "For so many years, I have been by your side, and everything is given by you..."

"Crack, Crack!"

Young Master Yan raised his peach blossom eyes impatiently and waved his hand to cut off Yuan Jing's words, looking indescribable: "Is I that old?"

Yuan Jing…

He did not speak anymore, but looked sideways at the side, and kept listening to their speech quietly: "No. 1, there is a saying that Yan Shuai said is right, no one wants to really become someone else."

"I have to thank Yan Shuai for believing me so much." Yuan Jing shook his eyebrows slightly and spoke again, "Even if I was kept in the dark, I can still tell the difference between you and the Marshal when I saw you for the first time."

"Do you know why?"

No. 1's eyebrows tightened slightly: "I don't disguise like me."

“Very similar.”

Yuan Jing seemed to have thought of something. A smile appeared on his lips: "But, there is a fundamental difference between you two."

"Yan Shuai...is very narcissistic."

"…????" Fake Yan Tao was confused: Narcissism??What the hell?!

"Do you remember what I said to you yesterday?" Yuan Jing reminded him with a smile: "I said you seem to have turned black and have a pimple on your face."

"..." The fake Yan Tao stared at her eyebrows speechlessly: "So?"

"If it is true, Yan Shuai will scold me unhappily and tell me that even if she has acne, she will still be the best handsome in the world."

Fake Yan Tao...???!!

This can actually become a reason to identify people?!

Young Master Yan raised his long legs and kicked his right foot heavily into the Guangzhuo with dissatisfaction: "Yuan Jing, you bastard, don't talk nonsense if you can't speak."

"You can't blaspheme my beauty in the prosperous era."

Yuan Jing…

Fake Yan Tao... It seemed to understand the essential difference between itself and this Yan Shuai.

"Tell me, what do you want to do if you lock me up here?"

Yan Tao's slender fingers overlapped one by one. She leaned on the chair and yawned lazily: "You know what I have in my hand. Canglan's government affairs coach never touched his hands. He held all the finances and taxes in Xuanming's hands, and all the medicines and information were controlled in Yunkuo's hands. I am just a mascot, which is beautiful in the Yunxiao Fleet."

"You catch me and it's useless to lock me in this main control room for ten or eight years."

Yuan Jing's eyes were flashing with an unpredictable light.

He pondered for a long time, and his hand inserted into his pocket slowly tightened, and spoke as if he had made up his mind: "You hold the most core information of the Yan family in your hand."

"Hold the top system above the empire."

"Luo Qi."

"In the empire, there are many families. All kinds of talents emerge one after another. The most mysterious one is the Time Cloud Clan, and their mystery comes from talent."

Because time and space have always been the mystery that anyone wants to study and control.
Chapter completed!