The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Being a puppet king, a scapegoat, not only is life-threatening at any time, but you will also be recorded as a sinner through the ages, carrying a crime that will never be washed away, and you will not want to be any person, even if it is death.

Duan Honglin's voice was irritable: "I and Yan Zhuo selected several candidates, but they were all rejected."

Mu Huaiyu tasted a sip of hot tea, with a faint expression: "Whether it is coercion or other means, there is always someone willing."

Three days later, at the dinner table, Mu Huaiyu asked again: "What happened to the puppet king?"

Duan Honglin threw the knife and fork aside, leaning against the back of the chair irritably: "All methods are used, some people would rather die than die! If you want me to say, regardless of whether those people are willing or not, just grab someone and force them. He submits!"

Yan Zhuo vetoed aloud: "If he pushes people into a hurry and he exposes these things to the public, the plan will be ruined!"

Duan Honglin slapped the table fiercely, obviously anxious: "Worry about this and that, do you have a better way?!"

Yan Zhuo sneered: "If you don't worry about anything, why should you get along with this puppet king?"

"you…"

"Enough!" Mu Huaiyu suddenly roared, interrupting the two people's quarrel: "When is it, you still have the mind to fight!"

Duan Honglin and Yan Zhuo glared at each other and twisted their heads angrily. At the table, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became rigid for a while.

"I'm coming." Just then, an indifferent voice floated.

The three of them raised their eyes at the same time and cast stunned gazes at Yun Ci who was standing by the dining table, and saw half of her face hidden under the veil, with drooping eyebrows without the slightest emotion.

In a dead silence, Yun Ci held her hands on her side tightly, and had already made a decision in her heart. She raised a pair of cold eyes and looked at the three people on the dining table. Under her long eyelashes, her eyes flickered. With a ray of determination, he lightly opened his lips, and said clearly: "I will be this puppet king."

Duan Honglin leaned on the chair, tilted his head to look at Yunci, and suddenly laughed: "Here is another one to deliver it to the door."

However, Mu Huaiyu's face instantly sank, and his tone was not very good: "Do you know what the puppet king means?!"

"I don't know, but I believe...I can do it well." At this time, Yunci must choose to pretend to be stupid, something that no one wants, but she nominated herself and she would definitely be suspected. It would be better to let Mu Huaiyu and the others think , She is a stupid person who can't figure out anything.

Mu Huaiyu looked at Yunci, frowning his eyebrows fiercely: "If you don't know, you dare to..."

"What are you doing?" Duan Honglin suddenly interrupted Mu Huaiyu's words: "Zhengchou can't find someone, why don't you send it to the door?"

As he said, Duan Honglin glanced at Yunci with questioning eyes: "But...I'm quite curious, why do you want to be this puppet king?"

Yunci's calm eyebrows made people unable to see any clues. He spoke unhurriedly and said: "I want to do my best for the three, and, as a king, life should be better than it is now. To be honest, manage the whole Nineteen Villas, I'm really a little bit powerless, I actually just want to consider it for my own benefit."

"Ah..." Duan Honglin sighed with emotion, nodded in an agreeable appearance, "Well, I think it's right to think about myself."

He squinted his eyes and raised a sly smile: "Then you, after all, you have said so, there is no reason for me to fail."