V2.Chapter 95

After a long time, she left the matter behind and asked, "how much food is left in the store in the east of the village?"

Qin Lin personally went to check and check, and he was most clear in his heart. He told the matter truthfully. The general meaning is that all the grain can only support five days.

The willow eyebrows of the flowers on the street were locked together, and the color of anxiety was in the eyes.

It is the time of worry, a few cool Ying run fingertips gently covered in her tight frown between the eyebrows, the eyebrow fold will ease open, low voice, "you can not look good at all like this."

The flowers on the street raised their eyes, but Yan Beicheng was frowning to see her. Her eyes were clear, and there was something subtle about her.

He opened his robe and sat down on the side of the flower on the street. His fingertips still stayed in her eyebrows, "what? Is it because of the granary

On the street flower some unnatural side head, to avoid his hand, eyes waves slightly, but soon she was pressed down, "granary grain tight can support five days, Yuzhou City of food do not say that has not been negotiated, even if the negotiation is good, not a few days is not likely, more afraid of the grain will be delivered, but at least it will take five days."

As for the purchase of grain from the city, most of them are in the hands of Qian Lin, and most of the other grain merchants are on the same front with Qian Lin, so it is impossible to negotiate.

At the thought of this, her eyebrows, which had just been smoothed, were frowning again.

Yan Beicheng took the trouble to smooth her brow again, and his hand was not honest. He took the shoulder of the flower on the street and put her in his arms. "Although I am not interested in these things, I know a little about them. Why don't you go and recruit the small grain merchants in the city to see if you can collect some sporadically for a few days. "

"Only so fast." The delicate and sharp mandible of Mo Shang Hua lightly touched, and a touch of thoughtful color crossed the eyes of water.

Although Yan Beicheng is unintentionally casual words, but also can be regarded as a way, she can try.

When she quietly smoothed out the next thing in her heart and suddenly came back to her senses, she realized that she was being held in her arms by Yan Beicheng.

Although there was no dishonest action, but since that day's event, the distance between moshang flower and him was so close that he felt unnatural and quickly broke free of his arm and stood up.

But I don't want to, but this touched the wound of Yan Beicheng. He grinned and grinned in pain. After a long time, he slowed down and looked at her with grievance on his face. "Princess, you don't really care about this king any more. It's really painful to death this king."

Said, and quickly covered the arm, a pair of painful aggrieved appearance.

On the street, he was so strangely aggrieved, staring at his eyes. He felt guilty for no reason in his heart. He felt at a loss, "I, I forgot for a moment, are you ok? Let me see. There's a tear in the wound. "

Said, white delicate ten fingers then put in his belt, want to help him untie clothes, check the wound.

The tip of his finger just touched his belt, and he was suddenly grasped by his long palm. The radian of the corner of his lips was infected with a bit of evil. "In public, does the princess want to undress this king?"

Say, He Mou Guang meaning to have a finger to see Qin Ya Qin Lin.