"Go and call Miss. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Shangguan Zhi instructed the maid.

The maid took the order and left, she didn't need to ask the city lord which young lady it was, just because although Shangguan Zhi's daughters also had several, only Shangguan Yun was qualified to be called a young lady, and the other Shangguan ladies did not have this qualification.

It's just because they don't have Shangguan Yun's good qualifications!

However, these Shangguan ladies are not as miserable as Lin Er before, but they can't enjoy Shangguan Yun's VIP treatment, and Shangguan Zhi will not treat them badly in other aspects, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing.

The fragrant Shangguan Yun came like flowing water, followed by a few blind butterflies, at first glance, it looked like a fairy with a hundred flowers, and it did have a bit of the beauty of Roselle.

It's just that most of the beauties can only be viewed from afar, not up close!

Shangguan Yun's beauty lies in her graceful posture and fairy posture, especially the butterflies in the back add a lot of points to her, and the light gauze on her face is even more beautiful.

It's just that as Shangguan Yun gradually gets closer, this kind of beauty is getting less and less, if it weren't for a few butterflies behind her, at most it would be a beautiful girl, and there are countless girls like her in the Azure Continent.

That's why most of the beauties are packaged.

"Daddy, why did you give away my Qingwu Fruit? And so much more? Shangguan Yun pursed her lips slightly, and her voice was soft and sweet, just like the body fragrance on her body.

The fat on Shangguan Zhi's face trembled, and he patted his baby daughter's back dotingly, "Daddy borrowed you, Daddy will return you ten next time, okay?" ”

Shangguan Yun was a little proud on her face, although the green mist fruit was a rare spiritual fruit, but this was for ordinary monks, and it was just an expensive fruit for her, she could eat it every day, what she cared about was that she was unique in her father's heart!

Although she also feels that this is a bit unfair to the other sisters, but human nature is selfish, she just covets the taste of being favored by her father, even if it is unfair to others, she doesn't want to think about it.

"Yun'er, Daddy has found a friend for you, named Lin Qingquan, she is four years younger than you, but her cultivation is unfathomable, and her origin is very mysterious, you can walk around with this Lin Qingquan more when you have time, it is best to find out her origin!" Shangguan Zhi instructed.

"Is Lin Qingquan the guest who came to the door today?" Shangguan Yun asked.

"Exactly, this Lin Qingquan has a good baby, Yun'er must be good friends with her."

"Understand, Daddy, don't worry, Yun'er will definitely become Lin Qingquan's best friend." Shangguan Yun was full of confidence.

Song House

Song Qinglan leaned on the chaise longue delicately, the maid knelt on the ground and massaged her legs, and another old man with a serious expression stood with his head down, not squinting.

"Uncle asked me to make friends with Lin Qingquan? Where is this Lin Qingquan sacred? Song Qinglan was a little unhappy, she was the famous Miss Qinglan, could any cat or dog make friends with her?

"This is the master's order, and Miss Shangguan has already visited Lin Qingquan." The old man's voice was neither high nor low.

Song Qinglan suddenly opened her lips and smiled, like fireworks blooming, the maid kneeling on the ground paused slightly, but the old man who was standing still lowered his eyebrows and was not affected in the slightest.

"I'm tired of the housekeeper going back to report to my uncle, Qinglan will definitely be friends with Lin Qingquan." Song Qinglan's voice was extremely coquettish.

After returning from the city lord's mansion, there was nothing to do for a few days, and the Song Mansion and the Hua Mansion sent people to send invitations and gift boxes, and the worship stickers were very polite, to the effect that relatives should move around more.

Lin Qingquan was impatient to deal with these people, but when she thought that she still had to find a way to the upper realm, she couldn't be offended for the time being, so she didn't want to give her some gifts in return, but she refused to go.

Overall, her clear strategy was successful, and several of them temporarily gained a foothold in Tiandu City.

One day, after Lin Qingquan finished practicing, he was basking in the sun with melon seeds in the courtyard, which was very comfortable.

"Qingquan, I brought you my newly made dim sum." A delicate female voice sounded, and a white-clothed beauty floated in, it was the white lotus flower with natural fragrance - Shangguan Yun.

Since she went to the City Lord's Mansion, Shangguan Yun has come here every now and then to report, and every time she comes, she will bring her own snacks, Ali and Xiaobao like it very much, and they look forward to her every day.

has dealt with him a few times, and Lin Qingquan can be regarded as understanding that this Shangguan Yun is really a true white lotus, and it is innocent to say that it sounds good, and it is big-chested and brainless to say that it is not good.

It's no wonder that she would come up with that kind of stupid trick to give clothes, Song Qinglan is much smarter than her.

Speaking of Song Qinglan, she has been here a few times during this time, but this girl is very arrogant, every time she comes, she looks condescending, although she looks more amiable than Shangguan Yun on the surface, but Lin Qingquan has lived for more than five hundred years, how can she not tell whether it is true or false?

And this Song Qinglan's miserliness is too heavy, and I am afraid that there is no less life on her hands, it seems that what the boy named Xiaosi said is not a rumor.

Relatively speaking, Shangguan Yun is much purer, presumably if it weren't for Shangguan Yun having a father who was the city lord, Du Shuangshu would have become single this day, right?

However, Lin Qingquan still prefers to deal with Song Qinglan, the black lotus, just say it if it makes sense, and get started if it doesn't make sense, simple, direct and clear.

On the contrary, it is the real White Lotus Shangguan Yun, she is really annoyed, but it is not easy to drive people away, in the end, it is in the land of other people's fathers, and she always has to give the city lord a little face.

The most important thing is that Shangguan Zhi's cultivation is unfathomable, and she doesn't know how high it is, but it is definitely above Jin Dan, and it is even higher than her cultivation in her previous life, and all of them together can't beat this fat man.

Unless she doesn't want to live anymore, she can still do it.

But she is alive and well, why do she have to rush to find death?

Therefore, she had to receive Shangguan Yun well and the sweet and greasy snacks brought by this girl.

"It's coming, you don't have to bring snacks next time, trouble." Lin Qingquan squeezed out a smile, which was fleeting in an instant, and asked Shangguan Yun to sit down.

Shangguan Yun smiled coquettishly: "It's not troublesome, I'm just commanding, and the person who does it is Liu Lu." ”

Liu Lu is the beautiful maid, and the bright maid is peach, they are the maids who grew up with Shangguan Yun since childhood, because of Shangguan Yun's favor, their status in the City Lord's Mansion is naturally rising, and they are more comfortable than other Shangguan sisters, and they are considered deputy misses.

The peach is lively, and the willow green is steady and self-controlled, it can be seen that Shangguan Yun prefers to ask for peach, but Lin Qingquan prefers willow green.

She's always liked people who were self-aware!

As far as Taohong's arrogant appearance is concerned, her expression is more disdainful than that of Shangguan Yun, a genuine young lady, as if she is the poor relative of the legendary autumn wind.

At this moment, Peach Hong was also quietly glaring at her with her apricot eyes, Lin Qingquan swept over coldly, this gaze contained the coercion of the Jindan monk, how could Peach Hong, a small third-layer maid of Qi refining, resist, even if she was so frightened that her feet were weak, and she was in a cold sweat. (To be continued.) )