"I heard that old man Xia used to be a seedling trader?" Xiao Sier asked Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi was slightly stunned by Xiao Si'er's question, and then thought of some things that Chai Hu had said before, and suddenly said: "By the way, Chai Hu seems to have mentioned this, I asked Chai Hu to investigate again." ”

"If Xia Laohan understands this, please ask him to come to the yard to help us take care of this. Xiao Sier smiled and said to Bai Zhi.

"But Chai Hu said that someone is inquiring about our origins, girl, you see ......" Speaking of Xia Laohan, Bai Zhi thought of another thing that Chai Hu said.

"Let them check it. Xiao Sier said disappreciatively.

"Yes" Bai Zhi looked at Xiao Si'er so calmly, lowered her eyes in response, but there was a trace of doubt in her lowered eyes.

Because of the blazing sun, Xiao Sier wanted to go out for a stroll, but before she went out, she turned off a seven, seven, eight, eight

But the more I look at those things, the more boring they become, and she is sleepy when she looks at them, so she simply throws them aside, saying that although she hasn't seen much in modern times, she has watched a lot of TV series and movies, even if she felt boring at the time, it seems that now it is more interesting than this stupid waste of time.

That is, in an instant, Xiao Sier thought of what he had heard before, the girl of Yaoyin Pavilion danced a shocking dance, and the price of a thousand taels of silver was danced, and the modern songs she had plagiarized before had also become a hot and high-quality masterpiece.

Therefore, Xiao Sier paid attention to it, she might as well take advantage of this free and boring time to write more lyrics and songs, and then sell them outside for some pocket money?

But as soon as this idea came out, she thought that because of Qin Shu's incident, she seemed to have written a lot of tunes, and because it was purely a diversion at that time, she couldn't remember what she wrote, if she wrote a repeat at this time and then sold it, it would be too sorry for her for Lian'er, so after thinking about it, she decisively gave up this idea.

But now it's boring, what should I do to pass the time?......

As......

She's also here to write a word or something?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the feasibility was very high, and Xiao Sier hurriedly instructed Bai Zhi to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for her, but when she started writing at the desk, she was a little clueless, what did she write? Or ......

…………

"What are you writing words?" Yang Guang paused for a moment with the cinnabar pen in his hand, he knew that Xiao Sier couldn't be idle, but he didn't think that she would write something in the word book, but he thought that if she was from a thousand years later, what she saw and felt at that time was roughly different from this era, but I didn't know what she wrote?

After listening to Yang Guang's question, Wenqu's expression was a little weird, "It's a grievance between an immortal and a mortal." ”

"Huh?" Yang Guang heard the strangeness in Wenqu's words, but he didn't understand, so he put down the brush and raised his eyebrows slightly to look at him, signaling him to continue.

"It is said that in the sky, an immortal named Seven Fairies met a mortal named Dong Yong, and there were various entanglements between the two. Wenqu thought about the version of the story about Xiao Sier that he had heard before, and felt that it was better to euphemize it for Yang Guang.

"What kind of entanglement?" Yang Guang intuitively felt that Wenqu should have something and didn't tell him.

"Ahem......" Wenqu was choked by Yang Guang's question, and muttered in his heart, why is his master so curious, he has obviously told Bai Zhi the story that Xiao Sier's eyebrows are dancing to Bai Zhi, and the general situation has been said, why is he so curious about that detail?

"It is said that Dong Yong is a poor and white and shameless hooligan, one day when the seven fairies in the sky went down to the mortal world to take a bath, peeking at a group of girls taking a bath, not to mention, he actually stole the clothes of the seventh princess, and the seventh princess who harmed him could not go home, and then forced the seventh princess to be a cow and a horse, and sold her to the old rich man as a concubine......"

Wenqu was hesitating, but when Yang Guang raised his eyebrows and said that he was just curious about that detail, he still poured beans and reported to Yang Guang what he had listened to, and then he saw the expression on Yang Guang's face twitch slightly, and finally turned into an unpredictable smile.

The smile was amazing, like the pearl that wiped away the dust, instantly illuminating the whole room, Wenqu was stunned on the spot, but before he came back to his senses and wanted to understand what Yang Guang was laughing at, a fragrant breeze passed through the room and a bright red figure stood in the room.

"Why is the prince so happy? It's good to make the slave family happy?" Yaoguang who suddenly appeared half of his body was lying on Yang Guang's desk, tilting his head, holding his chin like a girl and looking up at Yang Guang in front of him, with a smile on his exquisite face and eager and fascinated.

Only although her face is a girl, the pair of plump **** wrapped in the exposed red gauze dress is squeezed and pressed by her at this time, and it is blood-pumping at a glance, dare to ask, which girl can have such a figure?

"Yo, Miss Yaoguang, why are you here?" Almost when Yaoguang lay in front of Yang Guang, Wenqu stood on her side, the distance seemed to be cordial and seemed to be defensive, but whenever she moved, Wenqu could reflect or restrain her in time, or protect Yang Guang.

"......" Yang Guang looked at Yaoguang and didn't say anything, but the smile on his face slowly turned into the usual gentleness.

"Cut, it's really stingy!" Yaoguang watched the smile on Yang Guang's face fade, and sighed in his heart, it was really a pity and a pity, it was so good to laugh.

Yaoguang saw that Yang Guang was not smiling, he turned over and sat in the corner of his bookcase, his overlapping legs revealed a large area of snow-white skin, his toes hooked up, a pair of white and tender ** on the clogs made of rosewood, the small fingers were like pearls, and the cardamom nails added a little charm and charm.

Wen Qu glanced at her twice, and couldn't help but scold the demon girl in her heart, but she smiled on her face: "Come here at night, presumably the girl has something important to say to the lord, right? Don't delay the hour, if the princess comes over later, I'm afraid there will be a lot of inappropriateness." ”

"What's wrong? Could it be that the princess is still worried about how I and the prince will not get along?" is clearly a rebuttal, but from Yaoguang's mouth, there are a few different flavors, and the language is ambiguous and ambiguous.

"Say it, you know something. Yang Guang was in an inexplicably good mood today, but he didn't talk about Yaoguang's unorthodox rules, and directly asked him what he wanted to know.

"Hey...... Every time, it's all those things back and forth, can't you say something else?" Yaoguang sighed with dissatisfaction, and then spoke:

"Lord Wang, you guessed right, that old guy from Erzhu Ji really hid people in the northwest camp, and it is said that some of them are in the tent of Yuwenshu's camp......" (To be continued.) )