For a while, Bai Qingcang was busy again. Qinglou is naturally indispensable to prostitutes, so they accept women in the city.

It attracted a lot of traffickers to sell women privately.

Bai Qingcang had never been exposed to these dirty things at all, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.

"If you can't do it, I can find someone to do it for you."

Jiang Yu sat lazily on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, half-squinting at the iron-blue man in front of him with blood-red eyes.

"I..."

Bai Qingcang paused, and looked at Jiang Yuning, who seemed to be careless.

He added: "Those women didn't voluntarily become Qinglou women, how could I..."

Jiang Yuning suddenly opened her eyes, looked at him coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "So what?" ”

Bai Qingcang was stunned for a moment, obviously surprised by Jiang Yuning's eyes.

His voice was a little choppy and he said, "But... It shouldn't be anyway..."

Jiang Yuning turned her face away and stopped looking at him, her voice was emotionless, and she said coldly: "Even if you don't buy them, those traffickers will still sell them to others." The same will be tortured at the hands of the traffickers. If you buy them, you are doing good. ”

Bai Qingcang was stunned in his heart, what Jiang Yuning said was right, but he didn't know why it was still difficult to accept in his heart.

"I'll do it right away."

Bai Qingcang thought and struggled for a while, sighed lightly, and said loudly.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

As Bai Qingcang's footsteps became farther and farther away, Jiang Yuning looked back at his tall back, his eyes were complex and cold.

――In recent days, Bai Qingcang has been busy with the affairs of the Qinglou, and Leng Qianliu has not moved, and his life has been unexpectedly leisurely.

Jiang Yuning is not drinking tea and playing with Jiang Guosheng in the house every day.

It's just sleeping, reading.

The only thing worth mentioning is that Nangong Xuanyan has been married in the magic capital these days.

The only son of the Demon Emperor, that is, the future Demon Emperor, his wife is naturally worthy of the public's attention.

It is rumored in the city that Nangong Xuanyan married the daughter of the most powerful prime minister in the empire in order to control the power.

Jinhuan heard the news and hurriedly ran all the way from Zuimenglou to Jiang's mansion to find Jiang Yuning.

Jiang Yuning and Jiang Guosheng practice writing.

Pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are everywhere, and they look messy.

But there was no trace of the white garment.

"What?"

Jiang Yuning looked up slightly and saw Jinhuan trotting all the way, knowing that she was about to start babbling again.

I couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Miss! Prince Xuan Yan got married in the magic capital! ”

Jin Huan didn't care about taking a breath, nor did he care about the occasion, so he said loudly to Jiang Yuning.

Jiang Yuning shook his hand, raised his eyebrows lightly, and then wrinkled.

Putting down the brush in his hand heavily, he looked at Jin Huan coldly and scolded: "I asked you to follow Cang to help, not to ask you to inquire about gossip!" Go back right away. ”

Jiang Guosheng heard the anger in Jiang Yuning's voice, and couldn't help but stop writing, looked up at Jinhuan's crying face, shook his head helplessly, and joked: "You better go quickly, otherwise you will anger your childish young lady." ”

When Jiang Yuning heard this, his face darkened halfway, and he turned his head and glared at Jiang Guosheng as if he was complaining.

With tears in his eyes, Jinhuan nodded immediately, turned and trotted out.

Jiang Yuning began to practice calligraphy again as if nothing had happened, but the atmosphere was far less than before, and there was a lot more silence.

Jiang Guosheng looked at Jiang Yuning for a long time, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, the words came to his mouth, but he swallowed it again, and finally didn't say a word.

Although Bai Qingcang had also heard about this matter, he also didn't say a word.

Although on the day of Nangong Xuanyan's wedding, the people in Jiang Mansion just didn't say a word about Nangong Xuanyan.

Although Jiang Yuning was already depressed in such a situation.

But the situation has not improved in the slightest.

On the contrary, even more.

It was early the morning of the second day after Nangong Xuanyan's wedding.

The top and bottom of Jiang's mansion, regardless of men, women and children, maids and nurses, all looked strange, like constipation, always looked like they wanted to say something, and did not say a word, and finally fled in a hurry.