Is this the place to go?

Xia Ling looked left and right, and found that there was nothing else here except for a few mansions. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info When she was guessing which mansion the big boss lived in, she overheard Lan Sa say very badly: "It seems that I have gone the wrong way." ”

Did you mean it?

Xia Ling clenched her fists tightly, and her knuckles made a "click" sound, she really wanted to beat someone!

She swore that in the future, all the mission points would be saved, and all of them would be placed on the force value.

Lan Sa in front of him had already taken a step forward, and Xia Ling snorted with his nostrils. You blue-bellied black, you wait, I will definitely come back to you in 10,000 years to take revenge! Yes! Yes! Yes!

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they finally came to a teahouse on Luoque Street.

The flow of people in and out here is complicated, so she first put on a veil, and then followed Lan Sa into the teahouse.

The first floor of this teahouse is full of scattered seats, and there is a platform in the middle, on which there is a storyteller with a mouth full of spittle.

The shopkeeper led her and Lan Sa to a private room upstairs, Xia Ling followed and walked in, blocked by Lan Sa's broad back, and before she saw the people in the house, she only heard a man's voice: "Sister Mingzhu, is she here?" ”

called so kindly, and the voice was as warm as jade, which made Xia Ling take a big startle, could it be that he was not an enemy or a friend?

I'll go! I knew that she would read more "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" in modern times, even if it was "Detective Conan"!

She now has to admit that she likes simple and brutal revenge, but what is it now?

Without waiting for Xia Ling to react, Lan Sa dodged his body, bowed to the man who was already sitting leisurely at the table, and asked for a peace: "Master Zhu, the person has been brought." ”

Although Lan Sa's voice was still cold, there were all the etiquette that should be there, so Xia Ling deduced that this man must be Lan Sa's boss.

Huh! No matter how cool it is, isn't it still a dog's leg?

Xia Ling's depression that he had just been played dissipated a lot, and he shifted his attention to the big boss Zhu Gongzi.

It just so happened that this Zhu Gongzi also looked in the direction of Xia Ling impartially, and the eyes of the two were matched.

Xia Ling had never seen such a noble person in his previous life or in this life, and this Zhu Gongzi was only in his twenties, and he was not as ruthless as a certain dogleg, but a smile and a blink of an eye could give people a very majestic deterrent.

What is this called Drip Drop? That's right, it's not angry and arrogant, Xia Ling finally remembered.

Zhu Gongzi was also stunned for a moment before he got up from the chair, slowly got up and walked to Xia Ling's side: "You are really Sister Mingzhu." ”

What kind of girl is not a girl, Xia Ling was vigilant, and she couldn't accept that people would expose her old bottom, although this Zhu Gongzi was noble and handsome, but it was not good.

Xia Ling didn't eat the beautiful man's trick, so he just blinked: "Zhu Gongzi, right, did you recognize the wrong person, the folk girl is not a pearl, but the son recognizes the wrong person, right?" ”

Zhu Gongzi showed a hint of disappointment when he saw Xia Ling's fortification of him, but he quickly adjusted and waved his hand at his little servant. The little guy took out a rectangular brocade box beside him.

Xia Ling watched without blinking as the brocade box was opened, revealing a painting scroll inside.

Zhu Gongzi personally stepped forward to unfold the carefully framed painting, on which was a young girl, who did not look too late.

This girl is no stranger, Xia Ling thinks everyone here can see that this is her a few years ago. That is, the portrait of the original owner a few years ago. The name of the original owner, Qin Mingzhu, was clearly written on it.

And Xia Ling is not difficult to search out from memory, this is the portrait that her father Qin Shilin specially found from the palace when the original owner Qin Mingzhu was about to reach out, and the painter she painted with her.

But how could it appear here in this Zhu Gongzi?

No matter what the intentions of this Zhu Gongzi are, but Qin Mingzhu is now the daughter of a criminal minister, which is equivalent to a modern fugitive, so it is strange that he can feel good when his identity is exposed!

But she had to calm herself down, and now that the other party hadn't played her cards yet, she couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do, so she could only stand still. She doesn't say that she is Qin Mingzhu, what is her love!

She secretly glanced at Lan Sa, only to see that he had an attitude of not caring about himself, and he clearly seemed to be watching a play, which was really a poor face!

"Miss Mingzhu, why don't you sit down, how about we talk about it in detail?" Seeing that Xia Ling was still stunned, Zhu Gongzi stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Anyway, it was already like this, she simply resumed her usual style, and took the seat opposite Zhu Gongzi to sit down, "It's better for Gongzi to say something directly." ”

After Xia Ling sat down, he took a look at the bad environment of this private room, in addition to the door that had just entered, there were two windows here, one opened to the inside where you could see the story telling in the teahouse, and the other opened to the Luoque Street outside.

Xia Ling was instantly planning in her mind, if the other party was not good, she could jump out of which window she could jump out and run away.

This is the second floor, and you won't fall if you jump down, but there is still a dog's leg here, Xia Ling couldn't help but glance at Lan Sa, and found that he was also looking at it just like himself. gave Xia Ling a warning and mocking look.

it! This dogleg seemed to be terrible, and the look in her eyes clearly knew what she was thinking. How can this person's sixth sense seem to be more spiritual than a cat, it is really a refinement.

What do you say about how it feels to meet an opponent? It seems to be both frustrating and exciting.

As soon as Xia Ling sat down, the little guy next to Zhu Gongzi brought her a cup of tea.

And she still pretended to be stupid and didn't speak, just held the tea cup and gently plucked the tea leaves floating on it with the tea lid.

At this time, Zhu Gongzi began to talk about the past like a story, and when I got acquainted with Lord Qin, I was as old as you painted. At that time, I was impressed by his full stomach, so I worshipped him as a teacher.

It turned out to be Qin Shilin's old friend, so is it an old friend? There shouldn't be any hostility towards her, right?

But you have to look at it again to know that the human heart is the most unbelievable, and she is now a court criminal after all. Xia Ling took a sip of tea from the cup, and a fragrant and sweet taste went straight to his throat, "This is really good tea!" Xia Ling sighed and said that he would continue to pretend to be stupid.

Zhu Gongzi smiled at her tolerantly, and pushed the four-colored refreshments on the seat towards her, "This family's refreshments are also very famous, Miss Pearl can use some." ”