Chapter 180: Substitute wife in the world of female supremacy (25)
Chapter 180: Substitute wife in the world of female supremacy (25)
Time goes back to an hour ago.
Gu Ci's tone was faint: "The person I like, I like whatever he looks like, and the person I don't like, I don't like anything about him."
Wen Zishan looked at Gu Ci and took a few steps back, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
The despair and sadness in his eyes will make anyone feel pity for them if they look at it.
"Okay, since the young Marquis said so, I, Wen Zishan, will definitely not bother you again in the future. I wish the young Marquis all the best and may you grow old with your beloved."
"Okay, thank you for your kind words."
Gu Ci said the word "Thank you very much" for the original owner as well as for himself.
Wen Zishan endured the discomfort in his heart: "Little Marquis, Her Majesty the Queen asked me to come."
"Ok, I know."
He was puzzled: "Little Marquis, you..."
Gu Ci chuckled softly: "You are smelling of ambergris."
Ambergris can only be used by one person in the entire Apocalypse Kingdom, and that is the current queen.
"I see," Wen Zishan seemed to be mocking, and then sighed: "Her Majesty the Queen really underestimates you, little Marquis."
He only stayed for a cup of tea and took a bath and scented himself, but he was still discovered.
Wen Zishan probed with some uneasiness: "Little Marquis, I want to help you once. This is the first and last time. Do you think it's okay?"
"that……"
Gu Ci had a plan in mind, but she didn't want to owe anyone a favor, especially emotionally. Once this hole was opened, there would be no way to clear things up.
Wen Zishan lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, then looked at her and said as if reminiscing: "Little Marquis, you don't owe me, I owe you."
Uh-huh?
Xiaojiu, find out what’s going on with the original owner.
[I found it, Master. The original owner saved Wen Zishan from falling into the water five years ago. It was at that time that Wen Zishan fell in love with the original owner]
"Eat this," Gu Ci took out a bottle from his sleeve.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Marquis."
Wen Zishan happily took it and ate it without hesitation. His eyes no longer showed love, but relief.
"My plan is this..."
Gu Ci explained the plan in detail.
"Little Marquis, how are you sure that the ministers will be suspicious of Her Majesty the Queen?"
Gu Ci leaned there lazily and said faintly: "Although it seems that the Queen was not involved in this matter, don't forget that she sent someone to call me over, even if your appearance later can be interpreted as It's a coincidence, but ministers are not fools. Regardless of whether this matter is successful or not, whoever is the biggest beneficiary will be the suspect. Moreover, a minister who is loyal to the Queen is being calculated in this way. If he can't protect himself, he will be the next one. Even if there is no conclusive evidence, once the seeds of suspicion are planted, it will be difficult to build trust."
"Okay, then I will go back and prepare according to what the young marquis said."
"Well, thank you very much. Bring this with you," Gu Ci nodded and took out the jade pendant that he had just engraved from his sleeve.
"Little Marquis, this..."
"Don't worry, this is fake."
[Master, when did you do this behind my back?]
If you watch less than two episodes of the show, you will know when I did it. Also, pay attention to your wording next time. What does it mean to carry you behind your back? If you don't know, you will think that I have done something to you.
Wen Zishan seemed to have thought of something, and with a smile on his face, he took the jade pendant: "Her Majesty the Queen is always good at playing with people's hearts, but she didn't expect that she would make a miscalculation with someone she is too lazy to care about."
Gu Ci just smiled and said nothing.
Wen Zishan looked at Gu Ci, and the expression on his face became desperate and sad. Anyone who looked at him would feel pity for him.
He tore up his clothes, turned around and ran out of the tent.
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