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Chapter 59

Jin Lan trembled: "Your Majesty, I understand."

"Get up." Zhou Jian held up his hands and did not look at her. The main reason was that Qin Huairou was injured. He had not been around women for many days, and this Jin Lanyou was a typical beautiful woman. She was well-maintained and her skin could hydrate.

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After a few more glances, he wanted to be a domineering emperor.

"Yes!" Jin Lanyou stood up with a decent manner, but she seemed to have been kneeling for too long, and her legs were slightly weak. She accidentally fell down with a cry of surprise.

Bang!

She bumped into Zhou Jian, and her face turned pale: "Your Majesty, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, please forgive me."

She struggled to get up, but she clearly felt a hand holding her waist and boldly reaching down from her waist.

Suddenly, her delicate body tensed up: "Your Majesty, you...!"

Her cheeks were blood red, her body felt like there were ten thousand bugs crawling around her, and her head was blank.

Gulu.

Zhou Jian secretly swallowed his saliva, Jin Lanyou had a really good figure, with bulging front and back, perfect S-line, very smooth, and extremely plump, which fully demonstrated the advantages of a beautiful woman.

He acted completely instinctively, and when he saw that she didn't resist, he became even bolder.

The hall was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing. Jin Lanyou maintained a strange posture. She didn't refuse, and she didn't feel any resistance in her heart. She was just trembling, and she was really nervous.

After a while, she completely softened and lay in Zhou Jian's arms, with her pink face and peach cheeks ready for you to pick.

Zhou Jian felt that his throat was already burning, and even if he wanted to do something, Jin Lanyou probably wouldn't refuse, but at the critical moment, he suddenly let go of his hand and stopped touching it.

"Get up." The voice returned to calmness.

Jin Lanyou was stunned for a moment, then a trace of disappointment flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she slowly stood up, her cheeks flushed and a little embarrassed.

Zhou Jian took the initiative to break the silence: "How much do you know about King Xiao Qing?"

Jin Lanyou took a deep breath, adjusted the hem of her skirt, shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know about this. Prince Xiao Qing has always lived in seclusion and is very low-key. Although I am a second-grade imperial concubine, I am still a woman after all."

Zhou Jian settled for the next best thing. After all, she was a high-ranking figure in the capital and her status was very different. She must have some information.

"What about the group headed by Cheyenne and Gu Si? There are also General Jinwuwei and so on. How much do you know? Are they connected to the black market and doing shady transactions?"

Jin Lanyou regained her composure, she was as beautiful as a flower, her beautiful eyes widened, she pondered for a while, and then said: "I have not negotiated with the ministers of the DPRK, but I know a lot of their first wives, most of them spend money like water.

Women, if they are not directly proportional to the salary paid by the government, it must be abnormal."

"As for the black market..."

A trace of hatred flashed in her beautiful eyes, someone actually planned to hit her.

"The black market cannot exist in the capital without a protective umbrella. I boldly speculate that a large group of people are involved, and officials collude, even if they don't want to participate. This is the general environment and rules of the capital."

"The timing of the arrival of those Jinwu guards not long ago is very intriguing. I think that Xia Qiu is the key figure in uncovering the collusion between the black market and the court officials. As long as the black market falls, the people behind the scenes will probably surface!"

"And when the Dongchuang incident happened, whoever can't sit still is a ghost!" Her beautiful eyes were sharp, with a hint of determination.

Hearing this, Zhou Jian's eyes flashed with appreciation. It seemed that she was not that kind of flower vase. She was still capable despite her domineering temper.
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