Nine Hundred and Ninetieth IX: War in Northern Xinjiang (36)

Liu Zhao looked at Aunt Die silently.

When he looks at others seriously, outsiders will find that his eyes are very similar to Jiang Pengji.

"Aunt—" Liu Zhao lowered his voice and said in a serious tone, "I know what I will do—"

"How can you count!" Aunt Die seemed to be stimulated by something, her hands squeezed Liu Zhao's shoulders uncontrollably, her expression was uncontrollably agitated, and she seemed a bit distorted, "Your mother also said that she I know what will happen in the end?"

dead!

The person who laughed and taught her the day before to be in charge of Zhongfu and make pear flower wine died suddenly the next day!

Aunt Die clearly wanted to yell, but she still had reason and forcibly endured it.

Liu Zhao felt that his shoulders seemed to be clamped by a pair of pliers.

Clearly the pain was so painful that Hanako burst into tears, but he stubbornly didn't make a sound.

Aunt Die endured it and managed to calm down her emotions.

"Look at your reaction, you probably already know the truth from some channel?"

Liu Zhao hesitated for a while before nodding lightly, "The man told me... the brocade box that my aunt gave me earlier, I followed the instructions in the brocade box to find my mother's belongings. I also found it in my mother's belongings. Her handbook..."

Before Liu Zhao came to Chongzhou, Aunt Die, who had always been ignorant of people, even visited late at night, which almost didn't scare him to pee.

The other party didn't say unnecessary nonsense, but instead handed him a delicate brocade box, saying that it was a relic left by his mother.

[Secretly look at it yourself, no matter what is inside, you must keep your mouth shut, and no one can tell it. 】

That's what Aunt Die told him.

Liu Zhao was suspicious in his heart, but still couldn't resist the temptation of curiosity, and finally quietly opened the brocade box.

Hidden in the brocade box is a key with a strange shape, a piece of neatly folded paper with yellowed corners, and a map drawn on the paper.

Liu Zhao avoided everyone and sneaked to the place indicated by the map. He found a treasure that was enough for a normal person to live a comfortable life.

However, those gold and silver belongings are not important, what is important is that there is a relic left by his biological mother in it.

Ever since Liu Zhao had memories, he always thought that he was the most humble son of a concubine.

The mother is humble, and the father treats him coldly.

It is already a great adventure for him to be able to make a living in Liu's mansion.

But the relics of his biological mother subverted his previous cognition——

"Don't believe that bastard's words!" Aunt Die said decisively, "Don't believe everything that man said. If you really can't make a decision, you can trust Lan Ting. Trust Lan Ting, even if you are ignorant, You will at least be a happy prince in the future—”

Liu Zhao blushed, he really didn't think that far.

He's used to being cowardly and comfortable.

He just wants to make arrangements to protect the people he wants to protect.

"It's also written in the mother's handbook, sister is absolutely trustworthy." Liu Zhao seemed to think of something, and added, "And you."

Aunt Die was taken aback when she heard this.

That gorgeous face was full of sadness, and her eyes seemed to be crying silently.

"Did she really say that?"

Facing Aunt Die's fiery eyes, Liu Zhao nodded with difficulty, "Well, that's what mother said."

"Hmph, she has a conscience."

Aunt Die snorted softly, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly uncontrollably.

"I just don't understand—why does my aunt insist that I get married as soon as possible?"

Liu Zhao was still depressed when he thought about it, he was also drunk when he was forced to climb the wall by being forced into marriage.

"Get married early and separate the family early." Aunt Die said, "Your elder sister, no matter what her background is, do you think she really has sibling affection for you? Do you think Liu She has a deep affection for you? If You are too an eyesore, and everyone under Liu Xi can kill you."

Liu Zhao swallowed nervously, feeling a chill in his neck.

Aunt Die was right, if she blocked Elder Sister's way and she didn't do it, the people around her might do it secretly.

He doesn't have that many lives, so he can escape the tricks of those people.

"Separation is not a long-term solution—"

Aunt Die sneered, pointing to a pile of information about young girls on the table.

"The person my aunt chose for you, apart from having a good face and a good figure, their status and family background are not very good."

Without a strong natal family, Liu Zhao's appearance is still so useless, it won't be too conspicuous.

Liu Zhao took a closer look, and it was true—the women in the paintings were all very beautiful, but their family backgrounds were not very good.

"Auntie, we'll wait for my sister to come back and let her help you choose this matter."

Liu Zhao still insisted on his own opinion.

The anger that Aunt Die had just calmed down appeared again, and Liu Zhao hurriedly comforted her. He raised his hand and held Aunt Die's wrist, "Auntie, if what my mother said in the handwriting is true, I think you may have misunderstood something. It's not that I'm greedy for power, nor do I covet the future foundation laid by my sister, let alone do it for that person. Good words and good words, I only believe in my own judgment and try my best to fulfill my mother's last wish."

"What is her last wish?"

"What do you think?" Liu Zhao asked back.

Aunt Die's gorgeous cheeks were stained with frost, and her eyes were full of murderous intent, Liu Zhao felt that her neck was going to freeze.

"She was killed by someone, and she still refuses to forget that person——I begged to be married as a concubine, why didn't she look at me?"

Liu Zhao: "..."

No, these words contain a lot of information——

"Liu Zhao, remember, you can't play with those two people—" Aunt Die said this, with strands of panic flashing in her eyes, "I don't believe in one body with two souls at all, it's clearly of unknown origin. The Lonely Ghost—as for the other—”

Liu Zhao lightly patted Aunt Die on the shoulder to appease her restless mood.

He opened his black and pure eyes and said softly, "Auntie, I know. But there are some things that only I can do."

Liu Zhao is not a stupid person, ever since he knew the social status of the concubine, he knew how to hide his clumsiness.

What Mr. Xixi has taught, he obviously knows it after learning it once, but he still has to pretend to be struggling and insists on learning it more than a dozen times.

Because he can't steal the limelight from his brother Liu Xi——

Well, it was finally confirmed that she was the first sister.

In the final analysis, if a concubine wants to live a good life, he must not be better than a concubine.

At such a young age, no one has ever taught Liu Zhao these things, but he is self-taught, which shows how smart he is.

But there is a saying that he must not know——

Pretend to be a pig and eat a lot of tigers, sooner or later you have to get closer to a pig.

Liu Zhao pretended to be a scumbag, pretending to be like a pig.

It's good to be a scumbag, you don't have to worry about eating, drinking and having fun.

Coincidentally, the elder sister who was resurrected from the body is still almighty, and she will be the monarch who will rule the world in the future.

Whose thighs can be thicker than his?

Don't say that Liu Zhao has no conscience, and doesn't like the goodness of the original sister.

He hadn't met or even spoken a few words with that sister-in-law, so where did the relationship start?

"What can you do?" Aunt Die snorted coldly, "Even if you don't hide your clumsiness, who can you fight against?"

Liu Zhao: "..."

He can't fight anyone, so there is no need to remind him of the sad reality again and again.

"No, Auntie—" Liu Zhao looked around and waved at her, and the two whispered, "I suspect, that person is fake!"

"Fake?" Aunt Die widened her eyes in astonishment.

"Judging from the contents of the mother's letter, this possibility is extremely high." Liu Zhaodao, "I already have a sister who came from a dead body and who came from somewhere... Mother also admitted in the letter that she also came from a dead body. . . . two of these grotesque things have happened, and it is not surprising that anything else happened—”

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