King Ze rubbed his chin, thinking.

"You mean, he may have been impersonated just like Tang Bohu before."

King Ze whispered to himself, his tone didn't sound like an inquiry, but rather he had reached a conclusion.

Indeed, disguise art is not too new in this world. King Ze himself once pretended to be Cheng Weiting, the king of magic arts, and even the tortoiseshell could not recognize him.

In the relic organization, there is a faction of ghost faces, everyone is disfigured, and everyone has to wear a mask when going out.

The man who pretended to be Mao Jiang killed Chen Pi, and the target was obviously An Fupei.

But An Fupei found out the cause of Chen Pi's death and found out "Mao Jiang", but "Mao Jiang" didn't seem to be angry.

The hair on King Ze's back stood on end, and that strange look in his eyes was possessive!
In fact, ever since King Ze met An Fupei, he knew that the equipment she showed off for the space bracelet would sooner or later attract the attention of the relic organization and crazily snatch it.

And An Fupei knows so much about those techniques, they will definitely take her as their own, if they can't win her over, they will be forced to tie her up, and if they can't keep her, they will imprison her.

In fact, Yaowang Valley is nothing but a scumbag in front of the relic organization.

Today, the storm is really coming.

King Ze also knew, always knew, that it was impossible for An Fupei to hide her equipment and her skills.

Therefore, he could only guard her silently.

Cai Siyuan ordered the police to tie up Mao Jiang and bring him back to the Yamen for careful interrogation.

King Ze grabbed An Fupei's waist, "Okay, An An, you are tired, go and rest first."

The familiar embrace and familiar breath warmed An Fupei's heart and relaxed her whole body, "Okay."

Tortoiseshell stepped forward, "An...Master, thank you this time..."

An Fupei looked down at the tortoiseshell, and saw that her bruised face was full of hesitation, to put it bluntly, a bit reluctant.

Heh, tortoise doesn't like her, but it should be quite embarrassing to be rescued by her again.

"You don't need to thank me, please thank King Ze, you and I are strangers, if it wasn't for King Ze's sake, I wouldn't help you."

An Fupei was just telling the truth, even though it wasn't very nice.

King Ze's body trembled, and An Fupei could feel it, because he was hugging her right now.

Even if it hurt him because of this, she didn't care, she had to express her position.

She said, "Let her go."

She turned to leave, but he held her tight.

He said to Tortoise: "Since that's the case, I can't keep you anymore."

"Your Highness." Tortoiseshell seemed shocked.

"Go to Yancheng."

"what."

"That place is not suitable for human habitation, but it is the boundary of this king."

Hawksbill is not suitable to go back to Lantian now, and has offended An Fupei, so she can only go to Yancheng of King Ze.

Yancheng is a piece of saline-alkali land near the sea in the southeast of Dayue.

Seven years ago, Lantian (or King Ze) dug up a relic there.

But in fact, there is nothing valuable there, just a living city site of an ancient civilization.

The amber photo that King Ze carried with him all day was dug out from that place.

Lan Tian is not interested in it and has already evacuated.

But Ze Wang seemed to be fascinated by ghosts and insisted on building a base there.

Building a base requires a lot of money, and King Ze started doing business from then on.

Because it is a saline-alkali land, it is not suitable for growing crops.

King Keze invested a lot of money, and in the long run, he still built it on a large scale.

King Ze named Yancheng and claimed that it belonged to him, and he did not allow people from Lantian to enter.

Zewang's mother, who is also the owner of Lantian Pavilion, wanted to see what Zewang was doing there several times, but was kicked out.

Now, King Ze let Hawksbill go to Yancheng, isn't it a blessing in disguise for Hawksbill?

Tortoiseshell looked at King Ze suspiciously.

King Ze's face was gloomy, "Don't let me down again."

It seemed that this was his last tolerance for her.

Under the swollen and blue eyes of the tortoise shell, there were muddy tears seeping, and she lowered her head and said, "I know...but, I still have to say that even without me, the pavilion master would definitely not be able to tolerate An Shi. Her background, especially She's been married once..."

At this time, Cai Siyuan suddenly laughed, "An Fupei, I never thought King Ze would look down on your background!"

He grabbed Mao Jiang and had already left.

I don't know why, but when I saw Tortoise Kneeling in front of King Ze, I came back again.

I don't know how much he has heard the previous words, but he knows that the tortoise shell poisoned An Fupei's food.

"Crows are annoying crows everywhere. You think Cai is not good enough, but if you don't think about it, it's actually your own problem!"

Cai Siyuan laughed at An Fupei with a particularly gloating tone.

King Ze clenched his fists.

Previously, King Ze had been maintaining the dignity of An Fupei, but this time, it was the tortoise shell that poisoned him, leaving him speechless.

Cai Siyuan said: "A mere servant dares to poison you, An Fupei, if you can't stay by King Ze's side, come back and find me."

"No matter what, you are kind to this official. Even if you have betrayed this official, this official will not ignore you."

"However, if you come back like this, if you want to be the official wife again, that's not possible. You can be raised as a concubine."

Seeing Cai Siyuan's face, King Ze really wanted to beat him up.

The tortoiseshell was dumbfounded, and stopped there with its mouth open, unable to say anything after that.

An Fupei actually smiled, and looked at Cai Siyuan with full eyes, "Oh, you want me to be your concubine?"

"Ha, don't you think that you are some noble person now, that you are a concubine of King Ze? Do you feel wronged by being Cai's concubine?"

Cai Siyuan's long and narrow phoenix eyes were rolling with evil poison, probably due to the physical and mental torture during this period, his cheeks were sunken, the stubble on his chin was messy, and he looked a bit unkempt.

An Fupei sneered, "Give me at least 20 taels of pocket money every month, otherwise I will really feel wronged!"

"You!" Cai Siyuan pointed at An Fupei, "I didn't expect you to be so snobbish and greedy for money!"

An Fupei turned her eyes to the opposite side of the street, pouted her lips, "Look, Aunt Yi must have heard everything."

Cai Siyuan turned his head and saw Yi Xi'er standing across the street, as haggard as he was, and wearing cold-colored grass-colored trousers, which further made her complexion sallow.

Strange, seeing her dressed like this before, she always looked quiet and poetic.

Now, I always feel that this dress looks old and not delicate enough.

It can't be compared with An Fupei's high spirits.

Cai Siyuan looked at Yi Xi'er, then turned back to look at An Fupei, his head thumped, and for some reason, blood gushed up all over his body.

An Fupei strode towards Yi Xi'er unexpectedly, greeted Yi Xi'er, and smiled, "Aunt Yi, I thought Aunt Yi should be righted after I left, why didn't she?"

Cai Siyuan suddenly burned all over, and trembled, unable to stand still, he staggered and grabbed the curtain of the mortuary, so he didn't fall down.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he blushed like Guan Gong, not only his face was red, his hands were also red, his neck was also red, and his whole body was also red.

A disciple of Yaowanggu shouted, "Is he poisoned by Yueyuehong?"

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