The carriage finally stopped at a villa in the suburbs, which had a very quiet environment.
Qu Li took a secret look and continued to pretend to be unconscious.
As soon as Afeng brought her into the room, a woman stood up with a look of displeasure in her eyes.
"Is this the real owner?"
"yes."
Qu Li could feel how much the eyes staring at him disliked him.
She couldn't help but wonder who this woman was, whether she liked the high priest, or because Bai Fengyao had been showing that face to her since she left Dagan, and she had never been a good-tempered person, so she must have offended this woman.
"Magu, you keep an eye on her first, I'll go report!" Afeng said.
Magu nodded.
Qu Li's brain began to work rapidly again.
Report back?
Could it be that the high priest is here to do something big?
But why didn't they get any news at all?
Even if Xiao Xian didn't know, why didn't the Shadow Pavilion notice anything?
After Afeng left, Magu leaned in closer and looked at Qu Li, her voice cold: "Still pretending?"
Cough cough——
Qu Li's eyelashes trembled slightly. He suppressed the embarrassment in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.
The face in front of me is charming and enchanting, and she looks to be in her thirties.
"That's quite impressive. That's a drug that the high priest personally researched, and you can actually decipher it."
Qu Li sat up, propping his chin with one hand, looking lazy: "Do you admire the High Priest?"
Magu sneered, "Too bad the High Priest treats you differently!"
She smiled and said, "No cold!"
"Hmm?" Magu didn't understand what these words meant, but she felt that they were not good words, so her eyes were even colder than before.
"You don't have to be jealous of me. You think the high priest is wise and powerful, but I don't even know if he's square or round. Maybe he's just a short guy. How could I possibly have any thoughts about such a person? Besides, imaginary enemies are both ridiculous and tiring."
Magu angrily said, "Shut up!"
Outside the door, Afeng secretly looked at the tall man standing next to him, and felt worried for Qu Li.
"High Priest!"
Magu was about to raise her hand to teach Qu Li a lesson, but she caught a glimpse of the high priest out of the corner of her eye and could only put her hand down unwillingly.
Qu Li looked up.
The man was tall and straight, with a pair of dim and unclear eyes.
He has an ordinary appearance, the kind that no one would remember if he were lost in a crowd.
Remembering what the deputy leader had told her, that the high priest always wore a human skin mask and no one had ever seen his true face, Qu Li became more and more curious about his true appearance.
“This person is very important!”
The high priest's five words were light and full of pressure.
Qu Li clearly saw the jealousy and grievance in Magu's eyes.
"Go down first!"
Magu bit her lip and stepped back.
Qu Li curled his lips and asked, "Are you really the high priest?"
"Why do you think I'm not?" The high priest asked instead of answering, looking at her with an ambiguous look, as if he was looking through her at another person.
Qu Li narrowed his eyes, observing his expression, "It is said that you wear a human skin mask all year round. Who knows if you are really the high priest!"
The smile in the high priest's eyes grew deeper. He sat down and stared at Qu Li's face without blinking.
"You don't like me, do you? But I don't remember where I've seen you before!"
"You said before that no one has ever seen my true face. Who knows, maybe you have seen it at some point."
"Are you admitting in disguise that we've met before?"
The high priest said no more.
Qu Li's guess was not confirmed, and he felt somewhat disappointed.
Neither of them said anything else, and the room was eerily quiet.
The high priest just looked at this face with gentle eyes, even with a hint of doting.
Qu Li became more and more confused.
In her impression, the original owner had no contact with the people of Xiling. Judging from Magu's age, she thought the high priest should be over 30 years old. After all, women are more fascinated by mature men, and even blindly worship them.
"You should have a good rest!"
When she was completely confused, the high priest stood up and left.
"How old are you?"
The high priest paused and looked back at her.
"how?"
"You just said that. We may have met before, but you're wearing a human skin mask now, and I don't know what you really look like. I can only guess based on your age!"
"You'll know later!" The high priest left after saying this provocative remark.
Qu Li's thoughts were spinning rapidly.
Still no clues!
Magu did not come in again until dawn, when she came in with a tray.
“Eat!”
Qu Li was not polite at all, "There should be a toilet here, right? We spent so much time last night, it's all sticky!"
Magu was so angry that her fists clenched and crackled. Finally, she squeezed out an impatient sentence: "Eat first, I'll take you there later!"
She really didn't worry at all whether the food was poisonous. She sat down confidently and ate with relish.
"This cook is okay! The food tastes pretty good! However, this dish is a little undercooked."
Almost every time she said another word, Magu's face became uglier.
She really didn't know why the high priest treated this damn girl so differently and even cooked for her himself.
She was so jealous that she was going crazy, but she didn't dare to hurt her because she had been warned by the high priest last night. She couldn't even say a harsh word to her.
Qu Li ate another soup dumpling, his eyebrows curved and his eyes full of satisfaction.
"Great soup dumplings! Can I meet the chef?"
She discovered that every time she mentioned the cook, Magu's face turned ugly.
He said this on purpose just to make Magu angry.
Magu's face was so gloomy from the anger she was suppressing that ink seemed to drip out of it.
"Shut up!"
In the end, she couldn't help herself and yelled at Qu Li.
“Get out!”
Three intimidating words suddenly reached Magu's ears from behind. Her back tensed and the corners of her lips drooped.
"High Priest!"
The high priest's brows were stern, and the murderous intent in his eyes made Magu shiver uncontrollably.
"Do you like this cook?" The high priest's gaze instantly became gentle when it moved to Qu Li's face.
The strange and uncomfortable feeling in Qu Li's heart became stronger again.
She chewed the bun twice and swallowed it.
"Are you the cook?"
As the old saying goes, a gentleman stays away from the kitchen.
This high priest supported the little prince to ascend the throne and was second only to the emperor. Yet, he actually took the initiative to cook breakfast for her!
This makes people feel uneasy.
What is the connection between the original owner and this high priest?
The high priest nodded. "Is there anything that needs improvement?"
The tone was even somewhat indulgent.
Qu Li felt increasingly uncomfortable and glared at him coldly, "What connection do I have with you?"
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