Concubine Yan Tian’s gaze landed on Shujun and said indifferently, “Your foster son has a big head, which makes me think of an old friend...”
Shujun lowered his head and didn’t dare to speak.
Empress Emperor had indeed seen him before and was very familiar with him.
Qin Mu smiled gently, “Empress Tian Fei, which old friend did you think of? Maybe I can recognize him too.”
Consort Yan shook her head. “He has been dead for a long time, so it’s impossible for you to have seen him before. “Heavenly venerate mu, your adopted son isn’t bad, but it’s a waste to follow you. Your abilities aren’t high, so you can’t teach him anything. Can you give him to me?”
Qin Mu laughed loudly. “It’s not impossible to give him to you.”
Shu Jun’s heart tightened, and Qin Mu continued, “However, your white cat will be jealous, and if heavenly venerate Xiao finds out, he’ll probably beat me to death.”
