My Empress is My Bad Girl

These last two words, Jiu Shugong bit very hard.

The smile on the high priest's face had completely disappeared.

He sat upright, his expression calm: "I already understand what Jiu Shugong and the elders mean.

Jiu Shugong was very satisfied with his attitude and nodded his head and said: "The high priest has worked hard for us for decades. Although Long Bo cannot inherit the position of high priest, the village will never treat him badly in the future. We must let him live comfortably and not worry about his livelihood.

The high priest smiled: "Then I would like to thank Uncle Jiu for taking photos of my hopeless son."

"The high priest is serious!" Jiu Shugong stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Seeing that the high priest is about to retire, the next candidate must be carefully considered. Instead, let's choose a few suitable candidates for the village. Everyone here votes, and the one with the highest number of votes is elected, how about?"

The others echoed: "That's how it should be."

"Then a few elders, after I go back, help me choose a few suitable names and send them over, and we will discuss them slowly." The high priest stood up, as if to send off the guests.

Jiu Shugong and others got the result they wanted and left with satisfaction.

Higurashi walked in and saw the high priest closing his eyes and rubbing his eyebrows with one hand.

"High priest, I went out to check it just now. It was all done by Master Long Bo."

"Call him over."

"Yes."

Xiaozhuang came soon.

He is wearing a black robe embroidered with golden dark patterns, his long hair is braided into thin braids, a crown of antlers and vines on his head, and his eyebrows are striking.

The high priest looked at his son's brows and thought of his long-dead wife.

Can not help but sigh.

"What's the matter when the high priest calls me?" Xiao Zhuang asked.

"When things are up, will you still refuse to call me Daddy?" the high priest asked.

"High priest, are you looking for me just for this title?" Xiao Zhuang asked again.

The high priest let out a sigh of relief: "Long Bo, you are my own son, and I will not harm you. Why bother? I know that you are not such a bully."

Xiao Zhuang is also very calm: "If the high priest is willing to give me the prescription, why should I spend so much. If you really treat me as a son, and love me as you say, then give me the prescription. I can go out to save people. Now, I don’t feel very grateful for the things you do for my good."

The high priest said: "If you have committed the anger, do you still want to inherit the position of high priest?"

"It doesn't matter if I do it or not."

"But, I have a so-called." The high priest said coldly, "Before your mother died, I promised her to take good care of you and make you the most promising and capable person in the stockade. Therefore, you must be bigger. priest."

"I am willing to be a high priest."

"Then you are still doing those things outside?"

"You know the reason."

"Long Bo, you are still too young. Before doing some things, think twice and think carefully about whether it will bring about results you don't want to see." The high priest seemed to not want to speak any more, waved his hand, "Go out. Well, three days later, I will hold a wedding for you and Zhaohui, and at the same time inherit the position of high priest."

Xiao Zhuang came to see Qian'er and said these things.

Qian'er had been guarded all the time, and she didn't even know that Xiao Zhuang had done this.

She walked around the room, suddenly raised her head with a solemn expression: "Xiao Zhuang, I'm afraid something will happen."

"What's the matter?"