My Empress is My Bad Girl

"The old people in the clan block you from inheriting the position of high priest, and the high priest will not easily submit to it. He will definitely take some measures."

"You mean..."

"I'm afraid they are in danger, especially the old man who is leading the opposition to your inheritance of the position of high priest." Qianer said.

"I'll go over immediately."

"I am coming too."

"good!"

Xiao Zhuang very naturally took her hand and led her out.

Qian'er looked at his hand in a daze.

There are guards outside.

But when they saw that it was Master Long Bo, they didn't dare to stop him.

Everyone knows that the high priest treats his only son like a treasure, and he wants to pass the position to him wholeheartedly. What's more, this Young Master Long Bo is not a kind-hearted person.

A word of disagreement even beats the old man.

Who dares to provoke.

These guards themselves were not from the Uzbek. They were the same as the servants. They could no longer survive outside, either sold themselves or were rescued, and they were willing to become slaves to the temple.

They absolutely dare not offend the future high priest.

Xiaozhuang and Qian'er walked away in the helpless eyes of the guards.

On the road, there are old people carrying baskets, or children running wildly and playing, and they all cringe when they see Long Bo's arrival. Several older children ran away with a flick, leaving a young one who fell and started crying loudly.

Qianer hurriedly stepped forward, helped the child up, and patted the dust on his body, "Where does the fall hurt?"

The child is only four or five years old. Looking at the gentle and beautiful woman in front of him, his mouth squashed, and he held back crying: "It doesn't hurt."

"Walk slowly, okay?"

"Um!"

"Really good, this is for you to eat." Qian'er took out a piece of candy from her purse and handed it to him.

The child took the candy and left happily.

Xiao Zhuang was by his side, watching this scene.

Qian'er turned her head: "You have become the Hades in the stockade. The old people and children will run away when they see you."

Xiao Zhuang smiled and said, "Even if I don't do those things, I'm not likable."

He is not surprised whether people like him or not.

If he was in the eyes of surprises, he would have died prematurely many times.

"Let's go quickly."

Qianer knew that he was forced to do so, and the two stopped staying, speeding up to find Jiu Shugong's house.

Jiu Shugong lives with his granddaughter and grandson-in-law.

When they arrived, the granddaughter was squatting at the door to wash the clothes. Seeing Xiaozhuang coming, she stood up subconsciously, stepped back, and tremblingly said, "Master Longbo, what do you want?"

Qian'er said hurriedly: "Don't be afraid, we just want to ask, where is your father?"

"You are looking for my grandpa? My grandpa is in the house and doesn't want to see outsiders."

"Apart from us, is there anyone else looking for him?" Xiao Zhuang asked.

"No."

"Are you sure, he's fine? Would you like to go in and have a look?" Qian'er asked.

The granddaughter was a little unhappy, but she was afraid of Xiao Zhuang, and reluctantly said: "My grandpa is tough and very good. Why are you cursing people."

Xiao Zhuang pulled Qian'er: "Since the old man is okay, let's go."

Unexpectedly, the two of them hadn't been far away when they heard horrified screams from the room behind them.

Xiao Zhuang and Qian'er looked at each other.

problem occurs.

They ran back quickly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the old man lying on the ground with a gray face and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The granddaughter knelt on the ground crying and shook the old man.

Xiao Zhuang squatted down and reached out to probe the carotid artery of the old man's head.