Chapter 82: What Kind of Identity Are They Like?

"But ......"

Qin Yi squinted his eyes again: "The Wen family, it's too much, what kind of identity are they?" ”

This writer used to be a man with his tail between his legs, if it weren't for the fact that Wenzi cultivated into the harem and happened to be liked by the original body, according to the moody nature of the original body, whether the Wen family still exists now is another philosophical question.

Gao An nodded solemnly, but no, the Wen family is just a villain, they were originally nobles of Zhao State, and now the prince of Zhao State is rebelling and has extraordinary power, they consciously go back to get a piece of the pie, and it is inevitable that they will be ready to vote......

What is a petition?

Naturally, it is best to take His Majesty's life, as for the damage to Wen Zixiu, it doesn't matter, a man who has entered the empress's harem, in the eyes of their family members, has been like a falling flower and crushed into mud, losing the last value of the chess piece.

It's better to burn the jade to preserve the bones of his surname.

Gao An's eyes rolled, and the thoughts of those people in the Wen family were clear, and they became more and more disdainful in their hearts, they still had Daqin in their hearts, and they could see His Majesty in their eyes......

However, in a few words, Gao An had already understood Qin Yizhong's attitude, the Wen family, I wanted to leave Yanyang in a dignified manner after harming His Majesty's thoughts, and it was terrible that I was daydreaming.

Your Majesty, that's what they can calculate?

For a while, his eyes were cold.

Qin Yizhong felt that her stomach was almost over, melons and fruits tasted good, not a round belly, as soon as she stopped, there were already little slaves who came forward to serve her to rinse her mouth and clean.

Looking at Gao An's thoughtful attitude, it's good to have a subordinate who is sensible......

Don't worry, when I brush your equipment, I will definitely be gentle......

Gao An was obviously thinking about how to deal with the affairs of the Wen family, but he didn't know what was going on, so he shivered......

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Wenjia.

Father Wen looked at the luggage that had been packed, and touched his beard with satisfaction.

However, Mother Wen said with a little worry: "Zixiu will make a fuss like this, it will be fine, right?" ”

Father Wen sneered disdainfully, and his tone didn't care much: "Why do you think he can't be drugged, but because of falling out of favor, the last time we went to see him, he was able to stabilize his temperament and pretend, who will pay attention to a person who has fallen out of favor, what can he do?" ”

Mother Wen nodded, pondered for a while and put her mind at ease.

It's just a descendant of the Wen family's distant branch, and it's not his honor to be lucky enough to do something for them?

How dare you come and question them......

Why, even if the death of his poor mother had something to do with them, so what, it was just a lowly concubine......

They have let Wenzi Xiu live for so many years, shouldn't they be treated as cattle and horses?

It's a pity, just when the Wen family didn't think so, the little slave of the Wen family ran over in a panic: "Master's family, master's family, it's not good, we are surrounded ......"

Mother Wen and Father Wen glanced at each other, their legs and feet were weak, but they could only force their composure and comfort themselves that they were fine......

Wen Zixiu was waiting for the medicine by Yuzhi at this time, he came back that day, he was depressed in his heart, and he felt that the matter of hurting his face was ugly, and he was not allowed to go to the doctor directly, but he was also afraid that Qin Yizhong would not like it when he learned about it.

But I never expected that His Majesty would know about this matter, but His Majesty did not get tired of him, but ordered the doctor to come and show him the injury......

The original bitter medicine, I don't know why, it seems to be a lot of sweetness these days......

Yuzhi also muttered in private, where is the son who used to take medicine like a terrible person......