The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Feng Jiuqing and Canglang looked at each other, then turned over and went into the room.

After falling, before Feng Jiuqing could say anything, Canglang took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes, his tone was full of disgust.

"dirty."

Feng Jiuqing gave Canglang a look, well done.

"you!"

The high priestess was already dressed, and those people were obviously her guards, protecting her.

"You two are not here to eavesdrop, right? If you have something to say, just speak up. I happen to be free now."

Feng Jiuqing chuckled: "It's not a big deal, I just have a debt with the high priest for twenty years, I came to collect some interest."

The high priest cast a cold gaze on Feng Jiuqing, looking him up and down, but could not see anything familiar about him.

"I don't know this gentleman. I'm afraid he has recognized the wrong person."

"Don't know him? Haha~"

Feng Jiuqing made his move instantly, and all the guards protecting the high priest fell to the ground in a breath, killed in one move.

The high priestess originally did not take these two people seriously, but at this moment her eyes were full of fear, and she had already understood that these two people were definitely not ordinary people.

"What do you want?" The high priest's face turned pale and he looked at Feng Jiuqing warily.

Feng Jiuqing took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. He looked at the high priest slowly and said word by word: "Your life."

The high priest narrowed his eyes, his pupils moved, and pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know when I have offended you."

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "You don't remember? How about I help the High Priest recall it?"

"Oh, what a poor little thing you are! No one will want you in the future! Just call yourself Qi, the Qi of abandoned, a child who was abandoned at birth. Tsk. Does the high priest still remember this sentence?"

Feng Jiuqing looked at the high priest with a smile, but there was a coldness in his eyes, which made the high priest feel inexplicably cold in his heart on this hot summer day.

It has been so long that she can't remember many things. She felt that this sentence was familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

Feng Jiuqing continued in a cold voice: "Hey, you're only a little old, but you're already glaring at me! What, you don't like this name? It's useless if you don't like it, anyway, you'll be called Qi! Lu Qi!"

Lu Qi!

A bolt of lightning struck the head of the high priest. She pretended to be calm and said, "Lu Qi? That Ming Qing? Then you have the wrong person. I don't know any Lu Qi."

Feng Jiuqing sneered as she took off her veil and said coldly, "Really don't you know me? My dear aunt, I have always remembered you. If it weren't for you, how could I have become Lu Qi?"

The high priest took a few steps back in disbelief, then sat down on the ground with a thud, his eyebrows tightly locked, and he said with a trembling voice: "Lu Qi! You are still alive!"

The smile on Feng Jiuqing's face became more and more indifferent: "My aunt is not dead yet, how dare I die? I have to live even if I have to hold my breath. How dare I close my eyes before my aunt before I get my revenge?"

The high priest was so frightened that his heart was trembling. It took him a long while to catch his breath. "You have the wrong person. Your aunt is my cousin. Although we are somewhat similar, we are not the same person. It was indeed her fault that she harmed you, but she is dead. You cannot take revenge on me for her mistake. I am innocent."

"Innocent? Ha! Auntie, do you think I won't recognize you after twenty years? Although I don't know how you survived and became the High Priest of Nanzhao, I won't make a mistake."

The high priest's face became paler and paler, but she knew that she must not admit it, otherwise Lu Qi would definitely kill her. After all, she was the culprit who ruined Lu Qi's life.

"Mr. Lu, you have recognized the wrong person. My cousin died on the day you were born. When did you meet my cousin? Mr. Lu, you have to think carefully. First, I am not the cousin who harmed you. Second, I am the high priest of Nanzhao. If you kill me, aren't you afraid that Nanzhao will investigate and hurt the peace between the two countries?"

Feng Jiuqing's expression became colder and colder. "My last name is not Lu. The high priest called the wrong person. Besides, do you think I take Nanzhao seriously?"

A mere Nanzhao? How could this man be so confident that Nanzhao was so insignificant in front of him? The high priest was full of questions, but there was no one to ask and no place to find the answers.

"Who are you? Judging from your face, you are Lu Qi, but Lu Qi is just an actor, how can you be so arrogant? Are you a fake like that guy?"

Feng Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and asked softly, "Do you know that fake? Why don't you tell me in detail? Maybe I will be in a good mood and won't kill you."

The high priest's eyes turned, and he lowered his head and said, "I only know that the man got Lu Qi's face through the master of the Divine Doctor Valley, and he is not the real Lu Qi. I don't know much else."

Feng Jiuqing originally wanted to find a stool to sit down, but after thinking about the scene just now, he felt reluctant to sit down.

"Who is colluding with you? Is it the King of Nancheng?"

“The King of Nancheng?” The high priest was confused for a moment, then shook his head and said, “I don’t know. That person has never contacted us directly, and we don’t know who he is. We only know that he is from Dai Viet, and he holds a high position of power.”

"You didn't show up directly? Then what did that person ask you to do? What did he promise you?"

The high priest's eyes flickered, and he said softly, "He promised that Nanzhao no longer had to pay tribute every year. As for what he asked us to do, it was also very simple. He just asked us to give him some poisonous insects."

"Poisonous insect? What does he want to do?" Feng Jiuqing continued to ask.

The high priest chuckled and said, "Then I don't know. After all, we are only responsible for selling the Gu worm to him."

The high priestess did not tell the truth completely, and the information she gave must be half true and half false. Feng Jiuqing knew that it was almost impossible to make the high priestess tell the truth completely, unless he had the high priestess's weak spot in his hand.

Weakness? There is a ready-made one, isn't Lu Yu one?

But Feng Jiuqing did not use Lu Yu to threaten the high priest. Who knows whether the high priest really felt sorry for Lu Yu or whether she needed Lu Yu as the Holy Son of Nanzhao to help her consolidate her position?

Besides, Feng Jiuqing was too disdainful to do such a thing.

"Really? But why do I feel that the high priest is not honest enough?"

Feng Jiuqing drew out the soft sword from his waist and just as it fell on the high priest's neck, he met the high priest's half-smile.

"puff--"

Feng Jiuqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes like a sharp blade falling on the high priest, "What did you do?"

"Hahahaha! Didn't I tell you just now? It's just a few poisonous insects."

The high priest pushed the soft sword around his neck away easily, sat aside casually, and smiled at Feng Jiuqing, but that smile did not contain any emotion, but instead made people shudder.

"The people of Nanzhao are good at using poisons, Mr. Lu, don't you know that? It's such a pity, Lu Qi, you are really lucky. You didn't starve to death when you were a child, and your Majesty didn't shoot you to death with that arrow, nor did he poison you to death."

"How on earth did you survive until now? Even the grass in the cracks of the cliff can't survive like you!"