The cannon fodder beauty who quickly traveled through the world was pregnant and gave birth to a bab

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were wandering. She now realized that she had spilled the beans and was still trying to recover.

"But I've already tested it. I'm pure blood, so the probability is higher..."

Bai Yuzhi smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about that. We can come here a few more times."

It was like driving in public without any scruples.

The nobles behind Su Xiaoxiao began to cough.

Xiao Lin and Ji Yuchuan, who were forced to attend the meeting even before their injuries healed, also looked strange and didn't look very happy.

With the white jade-like appearance of the Yin Fu Xiang baby, anyone who looks at it will know that something extremely intimate must have happened between them.

After listening to Bai Yuzhi's words, the back of Yin Fuxiang's cold and white neck turned red again, his eyes became dark, and the snake tail on his body showed no trace of his physical restraint, shaking...

Well, the white jade quality evaluation is a bit like a big dog.

Su Xiaoxiao was anxious: "You, how could you..."

Bai Yuzhi was impatient and didn't want to listen to her nonsense. He had just experienced strenuous exercise and he really didn't think she was tired at all.

"Why, do you have any other questions? If not, we can cut it off. Maybe we can work harder for the future of mankind you mentioned."

This time it may have been really exciting, and Su Xiaoxiao looked particularly angry.

"Did you understand what I said? I mean, you can't have children who inherit his genes!"

Oh, okay, I said it.

Bai Yuzhi pretended to be confused.

"But what does that matter?"

Perhaps it was the rare fact that she did not confront Su Xiaoxiao tit for tat, which gave Su Xiaoxiao the illusion that she had "defeated" Bai Yuzhi.

The arrogance that Su Xiaoxiao tried so hard to suppress showed some signs of it.

"because of you……"

"enough!"

The nobles who had been listening finally lost their composure.

The relationship between genetic riots and genetic inheritance is an absolute secret they have been hiding.

Once this secret is exposed to all interstellar people, their aristocratic advantage will most likely disappear.

The vast majority of civilians and low-level slaves will definitely no longer be willing to serve the nobles in order to solve the genetic uprising that can kill them.

After all, the common people still believe that genetic riots can only be solved by injecting a small amount of expensive inhibitors controlled by the nobles, so they have been working hard to accept the exploitation of the nobles in an attempt to obtain more inhibitors to extend their lives.

But in fact, the so-called inhibitor is just a tranquilizer with serious sequelae.

If it were discovered that all this was false, the common people would surely unite against the aristocratic rule.

This is absolutely unacceptable to the nobles.

Not everyone has the incredible ability of Yin Fu Xiang. Even if most of the nobles have a much stronger genetic level than commoners and slaves, ants can still kill an elephant.

They dare not gamble.

What's more, when that time comes, Yin Fuxiang will only choose the party with the majority.

Then the nobles have no chance of winning.

Xiao Lin's father stood up again. He ordered someone to cover Su Xiaoxiao's mouth and take him away, and then calmly dealt with the mess.

He looked very peaceful, and even apologized to Bai Yuzhi in a gentlemanly manner: "I'm sorry, Miss Bai, we were presumptuous today."

Then he no longer proposed that Su Xiaoxiao live in the Floating Royal Court, but simply cut off the communication after asking for the consent of Yin Fu.

Most of the nobles behind him looked gloomy.

"What should we do now?"

someone asked.

Yan Zhongxi's communication came so quickly that Xiao Lin and Ji Yuchuan, the only two people who knew the inside story at that time, had just climbed out of the nutrition cabin. They had not had time to explain why their cold-hearted Majesty would treat a genetically inferior girl. Such a soft spot.

No one would think that Yin Fuxiang would be tempted just because of her beauty.

Even the first meeting between Bai Yuzhi and Yin Fuxiang was when Yin Fuxiang completely lost his mind during the gene riot.

But now that things have reached this point, Xiao Lin can only stand up.

"If she is still here, His Majesty cannot accept anyone else."

Everyone was puzzled.

They admitted that the white jade was indeed beautiful, but they did not ask Yin Fuxiang to give up the white jade. He was just a blood-connected heir to Su Xiaoxiaosheng who could solve his genetic rebellion. Why was His Majesty so resistant?

"Why on earth is this? Apart from her beauty, what else is special about Miss Bai?"

Xiao Lin looked at Ji Yuchuan.

Ji Yuchuan is the expert in this aspect.

"Have you ever seen a companion guardian who would allow another creature to be between you and Mijialan?"

Ji Yuchuan asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

A grumpy noble felt very impatient. He felt that even at this point, Ji Yuchuan was still talking about useless legends.

"Of course not. That thing is so crazy that no one can get close to Mi Jialan! But what does this have to do with Mi Jialan? That thing has disappeared long ago, hasn't it? And so has the huge companion guardian... "

The word "death" was swallowed by the nobleman who spoke, and he could not say it anymore.

Not only this nobleman, but others also realized this.

That's right, Mijialan's withering made the giant python also lose its vital signs.

but.

Isn't their Majesty the only one to survive the python gene fusion experiment?

Now Ji Yuchuan suddenly mentioned the legend about Mijialan, which made it difficult for them not to think in that terrifying direction.

Even Yan Zhongxi, who always pretended to be an elegant gentleman, was a little out of sorts.

"Ji Yuchuan, do you know what you are talking about?"

Compared to others, Yan Zhongxi knew more about the legend of Mijialan and the Giant Python. After all, as the saying goes, the person who knows you best must be your enemy.

Although Prime Minister Yin Chongxi didn't take Yan Chongxi seriously, he still couldn't stand Yan Chongxi's unilateral hostility fermenting all the time.

It was because he knew it so well that Yan Zhongxi couldn't believe it even more.

Ji Yuchuan watched the nobles in the entire conference room change their expressions because of his words, and he gave these people the final confirmation unhurriedly.

"As you may think, the white jade is Mijialan."

"Why do you confirm this?" Yan Zhongxi was aggressive.

However, Ji Yuchuan just brushed the non-existent dust on his snow-white clothes and said lightly: "If you don't believe me, where is General Xiao Lin? You can ask him."

Ji Yuchuan's reputation among the aristocracy was indeed not good, because he was unique in not participating in the battles between the military and political circles, and because of his eccentric and unsociable nature.

But Xiao Lin was different. He grew up under the traditional aristocratic education. All his qualities, including his military rank, made these older generation aristocrats trust him very much.

So they all looked at Xiao Lin again, hoping that this junior could give them a satisfactory answer.

However, the reality was destined to disappoint them.

The expression on Xiao Lin's face was calm, but the words on his lips were not merciless at all.

He directly shattered the wishful thinking of these nobles.

"She is the person that His Majesty can find by following the scent during the genetic riots. I heard that His Majesty called her Mijialan."

It was not confirmed by Ji Yuchuan at all. This was Mi Jialan, identified by His Majesty as the owner of the real python gene.

Absolutely can't go wrong.

Only Mi Jialan can make Yin Fuxiang, who has always been cold-hearted and aloof, obsessed with him as if he has been possessed by a poison.

The nobleman was right, the companion guardian was very crazy. As long as he met Mi Jialan, the whole world would be his enemy. Who would live or die would all depend on Mi Jialan's thoughts.

The Yin Fuxiang has become a knife held firmly in the palm of the hand by white jade, with its sharp edge clearly visible and never biting its master.