Master of Unlimited Luck

Among the many descendants, there are also differences.

Su Jing didn't know the reason before, but now... Su Jing knows it.

However, under deliberate observation, he discovered that indeed... in terms of Qin Zheng's nominal sons and daughters, he and Qin Qiong are the youngest.

The rest are smaller than themselves, in fact, strictly speaking, they all belong to the princess.

Well, fortunately, no one is younger than himself.

otherwise……

Su Jing had to doubt the color of Qin Zheng's hat.

"Your Royal Highness, this is..."

One of the young men stood up, bowed respectfully to Qin Qiong, and then looked at Su Jing in confusion.

There are also rules for national funerals.

Just like in the morning, you must have your loved ones stay here.

In the afternoon, only those civil and military officials are eligible to come to worship...

But this time.

Qin Qiong brought a stranger.

In other words... Actually, I can't say that I'm a stranger. At the very least, I should be familiar.

Qin Yi couldn't help but frown, and looked at Su Jing carefully.

Unfortunately, although it has only been a few years, Su Jing and Chu Nan, who was bullied in the Afang Palace a few years ago, have changed their spirits and spirits.

Although his face has not changed much.

But for a moment, where did he recognize it?

"You... Are you Eleventh Emperor Brother?!"

A little girl about fifteen or sixteen years old blinked her big eyes in shock and cried as she looked at Su Jing.

The words came out.

The person named Qin Yi instantly reacted and exclaimed, "You...you are Chu Nan!"

"Chunan! He... why did he come back?"

"Really Chu Nan? Hasn't Chu Nan already died under the encirclement and suppression of his majesty? Why is he still alive..."

"He... what is he doing?"

Everyone who had been kneeling on their respective positions screamed in panic. The timing of Su Jing's appearance was really...too coincidental, and they couldn't help feeling nervous.

"Your eyes are pretty good, they can't recognize me, you can even recognize me."

Su Jing smiled slightly, he also recognized this little girl...

At that time, she was still studying in Jixia Sword Palace, and she was just a little girl in her early ten.

Everyone rolled their eyes and ridiculed themselves... But maybe because the little girl was too young, she always looked at herself with confused eyes, not understanding why so many people rejected her.

Dare not get close, but there is no contempt.

It belongs to the one who has a better attitude towards oneself.

"Yes, it's me, long time no see."

Su Jing smiled slightly at her.

But this smile seemed to have magical powers, and instantly made the little girl's pretty face turn pale... After taking two steps in horror, she was shocked and said, "You... why are you back?"

"I've been back once before, don't you know?"

Su Jing asked in confusion.

The girl hesitated and said in shock, "No... I mean asking, why are you back now?"

"I'm just here to pay homage to the prince's brother."

Su Jing raised his head and looked at the spiritual position in the distance.

And that luxurious coffin... What a pity, how luxurious it is?

People die like a lamp.

"Pity."

Su Jing sighed faintly, no longer paying attention to the noise around him, got up... took the Lingxiang next to him.

Fuck your fingers.

When Lingxiang had no military officials to deal with political affairs, they naturally followed to learn."

The girl Qin Xian'er before that, couldn't help but curled her lips and said contemptuously.

Their purpose is all the lice on the bald head, too clear.

It's just that the prince's new funeral, these people actually ran away after guarding for a few days... and then think of the prince's care for them.

It makes people feel so cool to think about it.

She sneered and said, "If this kind of stuff really becomes the emperor of my Da Qin, I can't say it, it's really difficult for me!"

"Xianer said carefully!"

Qin Yi snorted.

Qin Xian'er realized that he had said it...Shut up now.

It's just a look of contempt on his face, but he doesn't want to converge.

It's like the last stubbornness.

Chapter 1827

"But a bunch of ungrateful white-eyed wolves."