The sound came from a private room in the lobby on the first floor.

A moment.

"Swish swish-"

All eyes turned towards the place where the sound came from. Quan Jin was a little tired from standing, so he couldn't help but sit down, with his legs crossed, nibbling on an apple in an unsightly manner.

Maybe he feels that this kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

Quan Jin looked at Shang Jue indifferently and started chatting: "How come you are in Jiangshan and why you became the warden inexplicably?"

"Shouldn't you be in China?"

Hear questions.

The Lord was inexplicably panicked.

If you ask the Lord what he is most afraid of in his life, he will answer without a doubt: he is afraid that Quan Jin will completely leave him alone.

"You are."

"I'm coming."

"you need to."

"That's me."

There were only four paragraphs and less than twenty words, but Quan Jin didn't have anything to say before asking further questions.

Because she was in the mirror of the empress of the Quan family, the Lord came. Because she needed power, he was the warden. Such warm words could not change Quan's heart.

I have never seen such a serious and calm person.

What she thinks of is never the superficial interests, but the careful calculation: "Really? As a superior prison warden, why would you like me if you don't have anyone?"

"Besides, weren't you poisoned by the magic coffin?"

"Looking at the entire country, you can respect and fear everyone. Who has the strength to poison you?"

"..."

Quan Jin asks key points in every question.

The Lord actually couldn't answer. He could lie to anyone, but he couldn't lie to Quan Jin. So all his words were condensed into one sentence: "Because it's you."

"You are the one in the palm of my hand."

"That's all."

Those eyes looking at her were so sincere and doting, filled with a lifetime of satisfaction.

There are two characters engraved on his palm.

Q is power.

J is for sincerity.

That was the person he held in his hands.

Quan Jin met the Lord's eyes, and suddenly, he felt familiar, not familiar now, as if he had seen him a long, long time ago.

What else she wanted to say, a louder voice continued to come from the box: "How can a soul-killing platform have the final say on whether Her Majesty the Queen is dead or not?"

"Why are you so anxious to tell the world?"

Quan Qingqing had a decent expression on her face. She looked towards the box and asked, "Who are you? Why don't you want to come forward?"

"You don't need to change the topic." The other party blocked it with one sentence.

Then he said with a magnetic voice: "Her Majesty the Queen's body has not been found, and there is no evidence to prove that she is really dead. You can tell the truth in just a few words."

"She's dead?"

"I think Miss Quan Qingqing's purpose is to get higher, right?"

Quan Qingqing already had murderous intentions for the person in the box.

Don’t come out early;

Don’t come out late;

But at this time, he suddenly came to make trouble, which was simply asking for death. Quan Qingqing showed an indifferent and calm smile: "If the master can come back, I will never want to sit in this position."

"Because I know that in many people's hearts, they may think that I am just pretending."

"Pretending to be filial, in fact all the purpose is to gain status."
Chapter completed!