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   "Then can you tell me what your identity is, so that you can even know about the army so clearly? And it seems that you can still talk in the army? Can you also intervene in military rations?"

   Helian Rong choked, coughed several times, and said with an uncomfortable expression, "Have you forgotten what the Marquis of Ning\'an does?"

"I know." Murong said lingeringly: "The famous Marquis of Ning\'an, I am afraid that even three-year-old children in the capital know what they do. The Marquis of Ning\'an is a hero who made great achievements in the battle of Xuanqing Kingdom. , was named a marquis at a young age, and his wife, Princess Qihua, is the aunt of the current saint. Although she is not a relative, she is extremely respected by him. When she was young, she could be said to be the most beautiful woman in the capital. "

Speaking of this, Murong Lingran\'s face suddenly became extremely serious. She seemed to have heard someone say it. As for who she heard, she couldn\'t remember exactly. It seems that the Marquis of Ning\'an had a son, but that son was in his thirties. A few years ago, Princess Qihua died soon after giving birth to him, and later Princess Qihua gave birth to two more children, but they were both daughters.

   Having no children under his knees is the greatest regret of the Marquis of Ning\'an in his life.

   It is no wonder that he holds the military power and married the princess. He really takes the position of the Marquis of Ning\'an firmly. Anyway, he has no children and no successor, so the emperor will naturally not be afraid of him.

   Murong Lingran glanced at Helian Rongjiu and said directly, "Ninth Young Master, are you the grandson of the Marquis of Ning\'an?"

   Helian Rongjiu who was drinking tea suddenly heard her words and almost spit the tea on her face.

   grandson?

   He dared to call Ning\'an Hou\'s grandfather, would Ning\'an Hou dare to agree?

   Yes, the Marquis of Ning\'an has no grandson, no wonder she thinks so.

   "I\'m not his grandson."

   Murong frowned: "Then your identity is..."

"you guess."

   Murong Lingran was speechless for a while, why is this person so fond of cheating?

   "That\'s Marquis Ning\'an\'s cronies? No, Marquis Ning\'an\'s cronies can\'t be so idle, they just appear on the street when they have something to do."

   glanced at the person on the opposite side who was triumphant because she couldn\'t guess, Murong snorted: "I don\'t guess anymore."

   "Give up so soon? Girl, it\'s not good to be so impatient at such a young age."

   Murong choked for a moment, she seemed to have heard Kong Hongzhuo say the same thing, but it wasn\'t to her.

"It\'s not that I\'m impatient. There are so many people who are related to the Marquis of Ning\'an, and I\'m not an official. Except for his grandson and cronies, or someone from Princess Qihua, I can\'t think of anything else. I don\'t know any relatives, and it\'s a waste of time to guess."

   "And..." Murong Lingran said again: "If you really wanted me to know, you would have told me already. Since you don\'t want to say it, why should I waste my time guessing?"

  He Lianrong raised his eyebrows, that\'s right.

   Murong Lingran didn\'t want to worry about this issue. It didn\'t matter who the ninth son was, he was nothing more than a young and promising person who was highly valued by the emperor or the Marquis of Ning\'an.

   She only knew that he was her strong backer and would not harm her, so that she could do business in the city smoothly and help her a lot, or someone who could speak in front of the emperor\'s children.