After a moment of confusion, Pang Ruolan only came to one conclusion: Qianyu and Qianmo should be from the underworld, but if Qianyu is from the underworld, then her mother and Qianli are also from the underworld? And the legendary underworld seems to be sealed in a special era, why did they come to this Pangruo Dynasty?

Pushing open the door, Pang Ruolan asked the housekeeper for a few bottles of high-grade gold sore medicine and walked to Bao'er Pavilion.

"Yo, has Miss Li forgotten Fengzhu? I haven't come to see people for so long! ”

"Miss Wang, you're here, Lancao has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"This young lady, are you still looking for Qingling Gongzi?" The male bustard walked up with a smile, "It's a pity that our son-in-law has been unwell these days, I'm afraid I can't accompany you today, in this way, there are a few new sons in our Bao'er Pavilion, I'll let them accompany you, right?" ”

"Miss Cui, you're here!"

There was an endless stream of guests in Bao'er Pavilion at night, and the male bustard glanced at Pang Ruolan, and only nodded slightly to say hello.

"I'll look for it, Qingling." Pang Ruolan whispered in the male bustard's ear, and then handed him a silver ticket.

"The slave family understands, you can go with confidence." The male bustard smiled charmingly, and while no one was paying attention, he quickly put the silver ticket into his arms.

Pang Ruolan, who had just walked into the corridor, was blocked by a man in a flower shirt in front of her, looking at the man who slowly walked in front of her, his picturesque handsome face, and a pair of watery eyes were staring at him with a hint of tenderness, flashing with a different kind of charming light.

"To be able to wear fancy clothes so charmingly, I'm afraid that only a playboy can do it in this world." Pang Ruolan smiled slightly.

"Hualuo hasn't said thank you yet." The eyes drooped slightly. Hualuo sighed again: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Many times, you have to be patient. In fact, Hualuo is very envious of Miss Youlan and has the courage to resist. ”

"I just can't see the black mist bullying people, and besides, we're friends now, so I don't need to say thank you or anything like that." In the night breeze, Pang Ruolan's clothes fluttered, and her beautiful face smiled smartly.

"Are we friends anymore? Doesn't Miss Youlan think that the flowers are born in a brothel? "The flower is unknown.

"In my heart, people may be divided into three, six, nine, and so on. But friendship is not high or low. ”

"If one day. What would happen to you if your former friend hurt you? The people of the brothel live a hard life, and it is difficult not to use all the resources they can grasp. I so, and lightly bully. The same is true. Hualuo smiled. He looked directly at Pang Ruolan. A hint of abuse flashed in his eyes.

"You also said that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."

Pang Ruolan's words were slightly stunned. He didn't seem to expect to hear such an answer.

"You...... It's special. Pang Ruolan's sleeve that turned around and wanted to leave was pulled in Hualuo's hand, and the next moment, I heard him say in his ear: "Then, please help me too." ”

At the moment when Pang Ruolan was slightly stunned, in the far corner, Qing Ling's gaze swept over the figures of the two and turned to leave.

"You, you want me to help you? Is it for you? Pang Ruolan felt bitter in her heart, this Bao'er Pavilion was originally under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and she was a pawn of the empress, how could she protect someone in front of the prime minister, even if that person was Qingling......

"No, I will ask you in the future, I just hope that when the time comes, you will not sit idly by." Gently open and moisturize the lips, and the sound of flowers falling is charming.

"Okay."

Pang Ruolan nodded to him and walked towards Qingling's room.

"Squeak" With a knock on the door, Pang Ruolan pushed open the room that had not been answered for a long time.

"Qingling? Light Ling? Seeing that there was no one in the house, Pang Ruolan couldn't help but panic inexplicably, when she just entered Bao'er Pavilion, the male bustard also told others that Qingling was unwell and couldn't pick up guests. How would this not be in the room?

"His body hasn't recovered yet, where can he go......" Gently rubbing the golden medicine bottle in his hand, Pang Ruolan went out to ask for no result, then returned to Qingling's room to sit quietly and wait.

At this time, in the room of Bao'er Pavilion where Xi Yao once stayed, a man leaned against a peony mattress sewn by high-quality Suzhou embroidery in the dark, a carved jade pot with a golden phoenix driving cloud pattern stood on a warm jade pillow, and all kinds of fine wines were scattered on the ground paved with gold and silver.

The room is full of the aroma of wine, accompanied by the white moonlight that spills into the house from the window, and the faint whispering of the man, which has an indescribable flavor.

The male bustard gently pushed the door in, saw that the man was drunk, and wanted to come forward to help wait, but was stopped by the wine glass that suddenly flew into his hand.

"No one is allowed to enter this room without my orders. Even if it is, Prime Minister. The man's lips were slightly opened, and a drop of transparent sake flowed down the corner of his mouth into the mattress.

"Yes."

The bustard replied softly, then gently closed the door and withdrew.

In the Qingling room here, the male bustard walked in and looked at Pang Ruolan with a smile.

"Miss Youlan, it's really unfortunate that Gongzi Qingling was admitted to the mansion from the side door before you entered the door, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back tonight." The male bustard said carefully while observing Youlan's face.

"What? He went to the Prime Minister's Mansion? But he, he still has injuries on his body......" Pang Ruolan said hurriedly, biting her lip lightly, and strengthened her determination.

"I'll go find him!" Seeing that Pang Ruolan was going to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the male bustard was startled and hurriedly stopped with his body.

"Get out of the way!" Pang Ruolan said angrily, looking at the male bustard with unkind eyes.

"Listen to me first! Don't be in a hurry. You also know who the prime minister is, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is above ten thousand people under one person, and whether the current court can lose you or lose the prime minister, you also know it in your heart. The male bustard's eyes were sincere.

"He still has injuries on his body, so is he going to serve people like this?" A layer of mist appeared in Pang Ruolan's eyes, and she only felt sad in her heart and sour in her eyes.

"This, this ......" the male bustard sighed heavily, only saying that the prime minister had always appreciated Qingling's talent, and he would not really let him serve.

Thinking that the black fog is fat and ugly, not as beautiful as the prime minister, it is said that the child should be inherited by the two, and it was guessed earlier that the man married by the prime minister was ugly, she should have taken into account the man's family background, and she must not dare to be too publicistic in the house. Pang Ruolan suddenly asked, "Is the prime minister's husband still alive?" ”

A hint of playfulness flashed in the male bustard's expression, "Alive, alive, fierce and abnormal, like Miss Black Mist......"

"Okay, if Qingling comes back, help me give him these bottles of gold sore medicine." Thinking that it should be safer for the prime minister to take Qingling to the mansion to mediate with Hei Mist's father, Pang Ruolan turned around and walked out of the room and walked towards the gate of Bao'er Pavilion.

"Miss Youlan, I didn't see Gongzi Qingling today, so this silver ticket?" The male bustard chased after him.

"Keep it, I hope that on weekdays, you can make it convenient for Qingling within your ability."

"......" The male bustard looked at Pang Ruolan's back, a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes, and secretly said No wonder Qingling liked her, only sighed that he had not met such a sincere woman when he was young.

Leaning over the door of the room where Xi Yao used to stay, the male bustard said lightly: "She is gone, leaving a few bottles of gold sore medicine and placing them on your table." ”

After waiting for a moment, and hearing no response from the room, the male bustard left lightly. (To be continued......)