Nowadays, many signs have shown that the royal power of the southern border has almost completely fallen into the hands of the Wu clan, including the high priest, which has also become the minions of the Wu clan - or in other words, it may be controlled.

"God?" Jiu Rao leaned lazily on the soft couch, raising the corners of his lips, "If even the high priest who serves God cannot defeat the power of the Wu family, then what's the use of believing in the gods?"

At this time, the three of them had entered the royal city and settled in a different courtyard - Qin Mansion.

Finally, I don’t have to work hard to stay in the inn anymore.

"Why is it called 'Qin Mansion'?"

Jiuwei said: "This is the house that Dad Shang used to buy. He was too lazy to choose a poetic and elegant name, so he just called it the Qin Mansion."

"Actually, we have a lot of forces belonging to Jiuge along the way." Jiurao only reacted to this key question at this time, "But your father and Daddy Shang, who is said to love you very much, did not tell you where to stay."

Jiuwei was silent and nodded immediately: "We came out to experience it, not for enjoyment. If we were to enter and leave, and there were people serving us everywhere, would that be called experience?"

But it’s different when you go to southern Xinjiang.

After all, the Royal City of Southern Xinjiang is a concentrated place for the powerful. Living in his own courtyard can at least avoid showing up and avoid being investigated for identity.

And they have to stay here for a while. If they continue to stay in the inn, with their age and appearance, they will easily be targeted.

This is reasonable.

Jiu Rao nodded, not intending to worry about this question: "Get back to the point. How should the prince of Southern Xinjiang do the work?"

Jiuwei narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "Start with Wu."

Wu is the manipulator of all this.

If you want to save Ji Huangyu, you must make Wu feel afraid, or in other words, Prime Minister Wu dare not attack Ji Huangyu.

"Feng Wu." Jiu Rao shouted, "Go and check the recent situation of the Wu family."

Feng Wu received the order: "Yes."

Jiurao leaned against the brocade couch, looked at the elegant and simple furnishings in the room, and said lightly: "Even the southern border is the power of the Nine Pavilions... How rich is the Nine Pavilions?"

Jiuwei sat at the table reading, occasionally circled the key points on the book with a pen, and said indifferently: "I don't know, my father has never told me these things."

He is still young now, so of course his father wouldn't tell him this.

Jiurao just asked casually.

"The No. 1 Beauty in Southern Xinjiang..." Jiu Rao's eyes were slight and she smiled lazily, "I wonder how this No. 1 Beauty has a beautiful appearance?"

Tian Shu brows slightly, and spoke in a plain tone: "A woman cares about her appearance. A man's body is called the number one beauty, and there is nothing to be proud of."

Nothing to be proud of?

Jiurao turned her head and looked at him: "Besides he is the first beauty, he is also the son of God."

"If we don't save him, this Son of God will be burned to death." Tianshu said, "So there is nothing extraordinary."

Jiu Rao frowned, and couldn't help but look at him and explore: "Tianshu, don't you like this first beauty?"

It's impossible.

He has never met the other party, and has never made any deep hatred, so why don’t he like it?

Tian Shu was silent, then shook her head: "No."

Jiuwei turned the book in his hand and suddenly his eyes paused slightly, his brows slightly locked: "Jiu Rao."

"Um?"

"Is the Destiny Emperor's daughter talking about you?"

Jiu Rao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

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Sixth update, good night~
Chapter completed!