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Chapter 316 UR: Sorry... who are you? (8)

"Ok?"

The beauty put down her teacup, and glanced lightly at the shadow guard in front of her.

The vermilion lips parted slightly, but what came out slowly was a man's voice that was completely different from that charming appearance, cold, deep and full of magnetism.

"Have you searched thoroughly?"

"This……"

The shadow guard frowned, hesitantly.

After a long pause, he sighed slightly and continued to reply, "My lord, the emperor also sent a thousand imperial guards to the Liancang area, and they were under the title of arresting imperial criminals. The alleys were searched wantonly."

"The subordinates must therefore be cautious and conduct secret investigations, so, so..."

"So it was not searched at all."

The beauty smiled lightly, and helped the shadow guard finish the second half of the sentence coldly.

The next moment, that peerless face, which was originally as bright as a spring breeze, suddenly changed, as cold as a blizzard in the north.

"This king has said that for Lao Qi, I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die!"

He paused, narrowing his eyes slightly, "You didn't bring back the people and the corpse...do you dare to come back and return to your life?"

The shadow guard was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

"...My lord, please forgive me! The subordinates will go to search again!"

He could only reply, and quickly exited the small side hall as if fleeing for his life, and continued to dispatch with his subordinates...

Only the beauty was left alone in the soft chair, meditating for a long time.

Crimson lips pursed slightly, and he suddenly patted the table lightly.

"Wan Qian, come in."

As soon as the words fell, a figure flashed outside the door again.

It was an elegant and elegant middle-aged man in a white shirt, who bowed his hands respectfully towards him.

"Lord, what are your orders?"

The beauty sighed faintly, resting her head lightly on her arms, her brows furrowed slightly.

With the other hand, he raised his index finger and middle finger, and tapped the table anxiously and hastily, "Wan Qian, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to find a voice similar to hers in the whole world."

"Why is this king indispensable to her?"

He straightened up suddenly, and gave Wan Qian a slightly irritated look.

Wan Qian smiled softly.

She cupped her hands and replied, "My lord, the world is so big, it's really not difficult to find one or two similar voices."

"But it is absolutely impossible to find another voice substitute who has lived with you for eighteen years, is familiar with your speech habits, even your facial expressions, and can make them exactly the same as yours. .”

"If Lao Qi really died in Huangquan, in order to preserve your identity as Princess Rongxuan and to prevent the emperor from becoming suspicious again, the subordinates think that not only can no one replace Lao Qi, but they can only declare to the outside world that your throat is seriously damaged. , I will never speak again in this life.”

"Otherwise, let alone the emperor's place, it will be very difficult for your future Jun Ma Ye, General Zhennan..."

"It doesn't matter to Mo Lian, it's not that he doesn't know the true identity of the king."

The beauty slightly raised her eyebrows, and suddenly sighed again.

"It's just that this uncle, who is a good-natured man, has his eyes on this king for some reason... Wanqian, tell me, is there some ghost in us that let the uncle know something."

Wan Qian shook his head: "I don't know either...but the people in the Prince Rong's mansion really need to be carefully screened."

"Then I'll leave this matter to you."

The beauty waved her hand lightly and sent Wan Qian away.

Immediately got up, stepped out of the side hall, looked up at the high and clear sky after late autumn.

(End of this chapter)