V2.Chapter 278

There was no sense of blame on the flowers on the street, and said: "if someone wants to do something about it, you are an ordinary woman. You don't have martial arts on your body. If you can't find it, it's normal. Don't blame you. Get up first. I have something to ask you."

"Yes, the maidservant knows. The princess is welcome to ask." Qin Ya weak should a, is still a pair of guilty appearance.

The flower on the street looked at her helplessly and thought for a while. She wanted her to explain this kind of thing by herself. She didn't say any more. She just asked, "I'll ask you again, are there people who have come to the courtyard these days? Has the South Princess ever been with Xueji?"

Qin Ya looked down and thought carefully. After a long time, she said, "except for the servants who come to use the monthly silver, nobody has ever been to the courtyard these days. I heard that Mrs. Nan has been in her own courtyard all these years. She has never been out of her own courtyard. She is very peaceful."

The flower on the street has a rhythmic tap on the table top, with a bit of thoughtful color in the eyes.

She didn't worry about the final outcome of this matter. After all, Yan Beicheng has left a message now. She must have just found someone to blame for Leymus chinensis in the end. She just thought South crane.

At present, her heart is more and more curious about the South crane.

Yan Beicheng used to love her so much, but recently she suddenly changed her attitude. Of course, the most important thing is the purpose of this matter.

The identity of the South crane must not be as simple as it seems.

Now, the only one who can solve her doubts must be that one.

……

"Xiao Mo Hua ran to me as soon as I came back, but my heart ached when I thought about it?" Hua qianliu shook the folding fan in her hand, while laughing, she walked into the elegant room which had been prepared for a long time. She wore a loose green robe on her body, which made her more and more chaotic.

The flower on the street lightly raised his eyes and glanced at him. Then he poured a bottle of wine in front of him. "You are a good place to trim. You have just been set on fire. Now you are in full swing again."

Hua qianliu walked to her face and sat down. She said with a smile, "what kind of person is this young master? But a mere trouble can still keep me from getting rich."

After a pause, he took out a small stack of silver tickets from his sleeve and put them in front of the flowers on the street. "This is the dividend you should get from the grain shop in Wujun County in recent months. Here, take it."

The flower on the street looked down at the silver ticket on the table, even the clearing point was not counted, and then pushed back to the flower thousand willows, "you take these, I want to ask you to buy a message."

Hua qianliu didn't go to see the silver ticket on the table, but continued to shake his folding fan of the Sao Bao and sighed, "it's true that you don't go to the Sanbao hall without anything, xiaomuhua. You will be very sad."

"You have a lot of nonsense." On the street flower already used to spend thousand willow this word many disposition, simply also ignore, direct way: "I want to know the true identity of the South crane."

From the tone of Nanhe's past and her martial arts, she can't be an ordinary brothel girl. I'm not sure. It's just a fake identity.

Hearing this, Hua qianliu shook the hand of the folding fan and said, "if it's the other side, it's OK. I really can't promise you this thing."

"Why?" The eyebrow heart of Mo Shang Hua suddenly slightly frowns, subconsciously inquires.

Flower thousand willow lip corner slightly hook up, toward her meaningful smile, "I once said with you, this matter also needs you to ask your good husband personally, in short, I will not tell you."

With that, he pushed the silver note back to the flowers on the street, with a look of regret on his face. "It's a pity that money can't be earned in front of you. It's heartache for me."

The ruddy lips of the flowers on the stranger gently pursed up, and her eyes, which had always been quiet, crossed a few complicated colors. She couldn't see what she was thinking about in the end.

Huaqianliu moved the hexagonal stool under her buttocks towards the stranger flower and leaned against her. Staring at her face, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "why, are you still worried about this matter?"

"What are you talking about." On the street flower Mou neidun when delimited a few minutes to cover up the color, one hand horizontal in front of the flower thousand willows, "you leave so close to do what?"

Hua qianliudun walked back, habitually took the folding fan and gently fanned it in his hand. He said, "for the sake of your being so interested in this matter, I will tell you something about it. No matter what you think in your heart, and whatever Nanhe has done, your position will not be shaken. Beicheng brother is more interested in you than anyone else. So you can rest assured. "

He always liked to stare at people, but now when he said this, his eyes glanced aside. His eyes were dim and not as bright as usual. He seemed to be saying something unhappy.

However, the stranger flowers but not see the difference, only pinched their palms, quite some duplicity of the mouth: "I am not thinking of these, there are important things to deal with in the house, I will go back first."

Although she said that, the next second she got up, completely a pair of want the answer, then want to leave the appearance.Huaqianliu looked at the opposite seat on the street flowers only poured but not moved wine cup, and empty seat, lip corner no longer smile, raised his hand to take the wine, looked up and drank.

"I had a day when I pushed a woman to someone else, but I didn't feel happy." He holds the wine cup, whispers softly, the eye color did not just cover up, more gloomy and cold.

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After a while of flowers in chenghuan Pavilion, I felt something was wrong behind him. I looked back quietly and saw that in the dark, there was a man with a fat figure and a man who could not see his face clearly. It seemed that he had just come out of chenghuan Pavilion and had a few more drinks.

The flower on the street did not want to pay attention to, just want to speed up the pace to leave, did not think, but the person suddenly opened his mouth to call her, "stop! Girl, I've been with you for so long. My legs are sore. Don't you come here and serve me well. "

The flowers on the street have not changed their clothes today. They are how to enter the palace and how to wear clothes to come out. At present, she looks like a woman, but she didn't expect to encounter such trouble. After thinking about it, she stopped, "how do you want me to serve you?"

"Of course Hiccup, hehe, hehe The man came forward with a belch and a chuckle. Just as he was about to touch the shoulder of a stranger, a group of people dressed like little boys suddenly came up behind him.

"Second master, second master, it's bad. Something's wrong." Shouting, the group ran after him in his direction.