The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

The weather is getting warmer and the sun is welcoming. When you open the window, you can see buds appearing on the branches. Zhizhi holds his head and looks out, sighing: "Spring is coming. Time flies."

Yunci is working on computers. The old-fashioned computers eight years ago were too cumbersome to operate. Yunci wanted to modify it for future use.

Zhizhi felt bored and turned his head to talk to her: "By the way, the aforementioned Young Master Huo is missing."

Yunci paused with his fingers on the keyboard and raised his eyes to look at Zhizhi: "Missing?"

Zhizhi nodded and said: "I heard that not long after his wife died, he immediately made a marriage contract with a daughter from a wealthy family. Just when he was about to inherit the Huo family, he suddenly ran out of the Huo family in the middle of the night. I never came back, and I couldn't find his whereabouts.

Yun Ci narrowed his eyes slightly.

Missing?

It should be this time, he joined the Menglai clan, and then took the position of the elder with the fastest speed.

She had a bad attitude towards Song Limoshu before her death, and she kept her corpse after her death, leaving Huo Shi aside, and dug out her eyes to join Menglai.

All of this is an insoluble mystery.

Zhizhi was busy returning to the room late at night, just about to turn on the light, suddenly a dark shadow flashed behind him, and then jumped on her back.

Zhizhi was shocked, she opened her mouth and was about to call for help, but one hand slammed her mouth tightly.

"Um... Um..."

"Shhh, don't talk, I won't do anything to you!" The girl's immature voice sounded in his ears.

Zhizhi was stunned.

This sound... familiar?

It's the little girl who is always fierce!

At this moment, Su Mi was riding on Zhizhi's back, covering her mouth with one hand, her legs were still tightly clamped on her waist, making her unable to shout or move.

"Don't say anything, you know?" Su Mi threatened fiercely.

Zhizhi nodded vigorously.

Su Mi slowly let go of her hand.

Zhizhi immediately took a breath. Su Mi still strangled her with her arm. She didn't dare to yell, so she could only ask tremblingly: "You...what do you want to do?"

Su Mi jumped off her back, the room was dark with no lights turned on, Su Mi stuffed something into Zhizhi's hand.

"You give this to the queen of the Li country, and you must give it to her personally, so that no one else is allowed to see it, you know?"

Zhizhi couldn't see it, so she could only squeeze the thing in her hand, a little uneasy: "What is it? Why do you let me give it to Queen Li?"

"Oh, elder sister, don't ask, you have already given us so many things, let's do a little favor!" Su Mi acted like a baby in an immature voice.

This makes Zhizhi more scared than taking out a knife.

"I... I send it, I send it!"

"Thank you!" After completing the task, Su Mi happily waved to Zhizhi in the dark, then opened the window and jumped down from the window.

Zhizhi hurriedly turned on the light, only to find that he was holding a paper bag in his hand. It was heavy. What was inside it?

She stretched out her hand to open, remembering Su Mi's warning, and hurriedly retracted her hand, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed the file bag under the pillow.

The next day, instead of handing over the documents to Pei Han immediately, she went to find Yunci.

Yunci felt a little funny when she saw her sneaking into the room sneakily, and asked, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"