Chapter 117: One Leaf Word (1)
Hu Qingchen quickly returned to Duofuxuan, which had reopened, and looked around, but there was no trace of Murong Qian.
"Are you looking for me?"
Murong Qian's voice came from behind him.
Hu Qingchen was taken aback, and slowly turned his head, with a little smile in his eyes: "Murong Gongzi, where did you go just now?" Why didn't you join everyone? It's hard to make people find it well.1 "What? If you don't see each other for a while, will it hurt Acacia? Murong Qian walked to Hun Qingchen's side, and after slowly sitting down, he raised his eyes slightly, and his voice was faint, "Why don't you go to the thatched house, what's the matter, Miss also wants to be together?" "Childe went at a really bad time, it was a coincidence, but he missed a good show!" Xun Qingchen knelt on the mat and shook his head with a pretended sigh, but his eyes kept wandering on Murong Qian's face. "Oh? Really? What did the young lady say, but General Sun came to congratulate him? Murong Qianjian's eyebrows raised slightly, "I've been behind Miss all the time, what's the matter, Miss didn't see it below?" "Hehe?" Xun Qingchen snorted lightly, and his voice turned cold suddenly, "Sun Yanxi almost killed my father!" Murong Qian, you really led a good show 1" Miss said this is really interesting, what does this matter have to do with the following? Murong Qian looked at Hun Qingchen calmly, a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly. Never mind? Xun Qingchen sneered and stared at Murong Qian's peach blossom eyes, "If it doesn't matter, can you please ask Gongzi to tell the little girl how the Red Tassel Gun of the Southern Tang Dynasty General was blocked with just a "Maple Leaf Floating"?" Hu Qingchen thought that at this point, Murong Qian's conspiracy should be a little flustered, but Murong Qian just sneered lightly and did not react too much. His calm and calm appearance made Xun Qingchen so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. There was a slight anger in Hun Qingchen's eyes: "Murong Qian, although my Situ Mansion is not as good as your palace and royal mansion, I can't help you to be so presumptuous1" Hun Qingchen, not everyone is the same as you......" Murong Qian picked up the wine glass smoothly and took a sip, "Scheming1 Scheming? Xun Qingchen looked at Murong Qian in disbelief, he actually beat her upside down, saying that she was scheming! Murong glanced at Hun Qingchen and said slowly: "It's indeed a smart move for you to preemptively strike like this, but can you tell me what secret techniques are hidden in your sleeves?" Hun Qingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pretended to be calm: "What nonsense are you talking about?" "Nonsense?" Murong Qian's peach blossom eyes curved slightly, urging a hint of a smile, "Miss, don't forget, who held your arm at a critical time!" "No......" Hun Qingchen's pupils tightened, and his heart suddenly panicked, and he was shocked, "It's you!" How could it be 1, isn't it Brother Mo? How could it be Murong Qian! How could it be! How could it be! If he hadn't mistakenly thought that person was Brother Mo, he was afraid that he would hurt him with a spell, how could he struggle for a long time and not be able to break free! It's good that you Murong Qian, you almost missed her father's life! "What? So excited! Murong Qian's lips were a little mocking, "Although it is indeed very rare to be held by me, you don't have to be too happy, I just don't want you to be exposed too soon!" Ben Gongzi will never fall in love with a villain like you! "Murong Qian, you ......" Hun Qingchen frowned, and was about to have a seizure, when he glanced up and saw Zhou Zong walking towards this side, he had to swallow "Why don't you die 1 and swallow it hard." I'm really curious, what kind of heart do you have under this skin? Murong said to himself, finished speaking, raised his eyes and stared at the thin veil on Hun Qingchen's face, "Why don't you dare to show your true face?" Hun Qingchen lowered his head and smiled, but replied fiercely in his heart: "It's none of your business 1."