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Chapter 673 Mine, mine, pretend I didnt say it(2/2)

"Creak..." The sound of the door being gently pushed open sounded.

As soon as Dong Qing entered the door, he saw Zhu Zhuyun sleeping on a chair. He did not disturb her, but slowly walked forward and looked at the information she had compiled about the local soul master family in Hanhai City.

A few minutes passed.

After reading these information about the soul master family, when Dong Qing was about to leave, a hand gently pulled his sleeve.

"Not asleep?" Dong Qing turned his head slightly.

"Cats are the most alert creatures. They have been awake since you entered the door." While Zhu Zhuyun was speaking, his whole body was already close to him.

"Is what Zi Zhenzhu said true?" Dong Qing touched his chin.

"It can't be false. The Meng family does have a chain of interests with her. At the same time, the Purple Pearl Pirate Group she belongs to has indeed not robbed passing merchant ships."

Zhu Zhuyun possessed herself and breathed hot breath into Dong Qing's ear. The hot breath revealed the burning desire in her heart.

Burn, burn, burn...

There is nothing wrong with her being very passionate, but she is only passionate about him.

"Unexpectedly, she has always adhered to the justice in her heart and did not fall into darkness because of the teacher's targeting and exclusion." Dong Qing was shocked in her heart.

He felt Zhu Zhuyun's fever, but he was even more shocked by Zi Zhenzhu's insistence on inner justice. He thought about it, and I'm afraid he would have turned black long ago.

"She is worthy of admiration, but also very pitiful. She should be the saint of Wuhun Palace today."

Zhu Zhuyun bit Dongqing's ear, and she continued to have a fever until now.

[Professional transfer successful---Netherworld Cat Knight].

Three hours later.

Time flies and it's approaching dusk.

"His Royal Highness Dongqing, the master of the Wuhun Branch Hall of Hanhai City, requests an audience." A clear and sweet voice sounded.

"Let's make arrangements. I'll go see him in ten minutes." Dong Qing replied casually.

"Yes, His Highness Dongqing."

After saying this, the clear and sweet voice disappeared.

no doubt.

To have such a clear and sweet voice, she is naturally a female guard from the Min clan.

Although Dongqing himself does not need any guard protection, his identity means that he cannot be without guards.

Therefore, these guards were just followers most of the time and did not play any role in protecting him at all.

But...some things...how to put it!

This is a strong style. Having it and not having it are two different things.

ten minutes later.

Dong Qing walked into a quiet reception room with Zhu Zhuyun, who was a little weak. When he looked up, he saw a gray-haired old man and a middle-aged man in his thirties but with white hair.

"The Master of the Wuhun Branch Hall of Hanhai City, An Changlin, pays homage to His Highness Dong Qing." The white-haired old man bowed respectfully to Dong Qing.

"Secretary of the Hanhai City Defense Army, please feel free to pay homage to His Highness Dongqing." The white-haired middle-aged man bowed respectfully.

"What is your relationship? Father and son?"

Dong Qing sat in the main seat, and Zhu Zhuyun sat beside her. Originally, she wanted to stand to highlight Dong Qing's dignity, but Dong Qing still let her sit next to him.

What's the point of acting blindly? How many kilograms do you have, and I still don't know?

"Your Highness Dongqing, An Xin and I are not father and son, I am his uncle." An Changlin, the master of the Wuhun Branch Hall in Hanhai City, replied in a respectful tone.

"Then why did you bring him to see me?" Dong Qing asked curiously.

If the relationship between the two is that of father and son, it is understandable to take his son to see the world and show his face in front of him.
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