Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"Marshal, there is some movement on the Queen's side." The red-haired adjutant looked at Reinhardt sitting in the chair without changing his face, and chose to ignore the turmoil behind Reinhardt.

Gu Qianjun, who was grabbing the tail of the big white tiger, rubbed it twice, ignoring the big white tiger's resistance. The Red-crowned Crane King, who shrank and flopped beside him, followed suit on the big white tiger.

The big white tiger shrank into a half-human size, lying on his side on the ground, flicking his tail from time to time.

Reinhardt looked at the report he handed in, and there was nothing on his face: "The queen asked me what's going on here? Paving the way for her son?"

"It's possible, but it's just a stepson, the queen is actually so hard." Hilton folded his arms and mumbled a few words. After being glared at by his brother, he stopped speaking.

Hilton: Huh, what is the breed of Celtic, and why is it so fierce?

Celta standing next to him was still expressionless, and could not see that his eyes threatened Hilton just now: "Even the stepson, that is the emperor's only son. The queen will not help the prince if he does not pave the way."

Empress Xia Yuqin is a girl from the Xia family. Strictly speaking, she belongs to an outside lady. Back then, I just calculated the old man of the Xia family.

However, the woman was so deliberate that she couldn't figure it out, and finally it was solved directly by the old man Xia secretly. However, the girl Xia Yuqin stayed, ah, I don't know if Mr. Xia is soft-hearted.

Although there is no genealogy, Xia Xuan, the son of the Xia family, wants to call the queen aunt.

After the death of the last queen, Xia Yuqin, a woman who relied on her own scheming to ascend the position of queen, has been criticized all the time-she did not give birth to the emperor.

In the interstellar age, you can directly extract genes to give birth to children. But Xia Yuqin still has nothing for so many years, and everyone talks about her genes. The identity of her maiden has also become one of the "evidences."

After rubbing two handfuls of the fur of the big white tiger, Gu Qianjun stepped forward in a good mood and glanced at the documents on the table: "Huh?"

A somewhat surprised tone attracted everyone's attention. Reinhardt rolled his head and looked at Gu Qianjun: "Did Qianjun find anything?"

"Nothing, this person in the photo...has a premature aging. He can live to this day. It seems that someone has helped him a lot." Gu Qianjun pointed to the person in the photo.

Slightly old, but with the majestic face of the superior, he was the emperor I saw at the previous banquet.

Reinhardt's eyes saw the person in the photo, and there was a little bit of chill in his eyes: "Qianjun meant that he should have died long ago?"

Gu Qianjun touched his chin: "That won't be enough, but it's not far from death. Logically speaking, it's impossible to be so ruddy now."

Hilton looked curiously to find money, and crawled in front of Gu Qianjun, "Qianjun, do you know how to look at the picture?"

"Look at the picture?" Gu Qianjun glanced at Hilton who was smiling awkwardly, and was a little puzzled: "What is that?"

"That's the kind. It is said that in ancient times, some Chinese experts would see his past and present life through a person's face." Hilton waved his arm and gestured to Gu Qianjun.

Gu Qianjun shook his head: "I won't. The kind you said should be a kind of anger. But... seeing the past and present... Ordinary people shouldn't be able to, maybe it's the magic stick that mortals call!"

Hilton: The smile fades away...