"Oh, can she take care of you? Are you safe with her? Pang Ruolan was slightly disappointed, she didn't expect Yu Yu to say this, and finally saw him thinking that he would be accompanied by someone in the future, and he would no longer be lonely, but he found that he seemed to have grown up and was no longer attached to himself.

"He'll take good care of me." Xiao Yu looked at Pang Ruolan, but what she wanted to say in her heart was: I will take good care of myself.

"Is that a long time? When will you come back to me? Biting her lip, her fingers clutched the quilt tightly, although she was very reluctant, Pang Ruolan still suppressed her urge to keep her quiet. After all, he has grown up and is no longer a child who only follows him.

"I, maybe half a year, maybe a year, maybe ...... I can't say for sure, but I hope that day when we meet again. Yu Yu suppressed the pain in his heart, he was only 16 years old, he was carrying too much, and he wanted to stay with the beloved girl in front of him, but he couldn't.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. Besides, the country and the family hate him, and if he doesn't ask for it, who can help him? Who can he rely on?!

"For so long, who she is, is it important to you?" Pang Ruolan only happened to meet a woman when she was a child, and she regarded him as a little brother, but she never thought about it.

"He's a man." She chuckled, and at the moment when Pang Ruolan lost her mind, she gently leaned over and kissed her face, closed her eyes slightly, gritted her teeth and turned around and flew away from the window.

"Quiet! ...... faintly" Pang Ruolan muttered, her fingertips touching her forehead, the gentle kiss just now, as if leaving traces, has not gone away.

"You, you've grown up......" I thought about leaving him and seeing him again, but Pang Ruolan traveled from the 21st century after all. She knew in her heart that she wanted equality and respect, not her own pleading, her own embarrassment of him.

Lying down again, Pang Ruolan couldn't sleep at all, thinking about the past of coming to this era, thinking about the sudden arrival and hurried departure, thinking about the various tribulations that her surname Pang Ruo would face in the future, unconsciously. It's dawn.

The sun is shining. Pang Ruolan fell asleep, and there was still a deep sadness between her eyebrows. I just don't know. In the end, what will be the ending of her and the many men around her?

Outside the window, there was the tireless cry of Zhizhi and the grasshopper, and Pang Ruolan woke up slowly. A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said in his heart, how did I forget that Qingling was able to contact Lingxi. In this way, I can ask Lingxi to help me find Qingyu's whereabouts!

Seeing that it was getting late outside the window, it was the time when Bao'er Pavilion was open, Pang Ruolan changed into clean clothes after bathing, and informed the shopkeeper. Walked out of the inn.

The peach-colored Luo skirt is inlaid with silver wire hooks, the water pink yarn is shallow around the waist, and Pang Ruolan, who is wearing a dark red painted hibiscus trailing the tail and pulling the placket to the waist and wide sleeves. Sakura lips are moist, a pair of spiritual beads. With a pearl-like halo, his eyes are as clear as a stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of dirt in the world.

The eyelashes are long and thick, slightly upturned like a fan, and the delicate peach blossoms embroidered on the cuffs are lined with ten fingers that are as white as green onions.

"Miss Li, you're here!"

"Zhang Shangshu, you haven't been here for a long time! I miss the shadow of death! ”

"Sister Liu, did you forget Xiaoyu? Yesterday, I only let Brother Man accompany you, and he didn't come to me! ”

Bao'er Pavilion is still the same as before, brightly lit, lively, the guests are either rich or expensive, and the little brothers in the pavilion are selling hard.

"Yo! Oops! Oops! The orchid finger flung by the male bustard who came up almost flew to Pang Ruolan's face.

"Oops! Oops! Before the male bustard could finish a few words excitedly, Pang Ruolan smiled coquettishly and blocked the male bustard's laughter and saliva with a hundred taels of silver tickets.

"I'll look for it, Qingling." Gently spit out a few words, but Pang Ruolan didn't get the expected response, and the male bustard looked at the silver ticket with greedy eyes, but he didn't reach out to take it for a long time.

"This, this silver ticket, this silver ticket is a good thing, so much money......" The male bustard's eyes lit up as he stared at the silver ticket, but he just repeated the benefits of the silver ticket, swallowed his saliva, and did not make any other movements.

"What, too little?" threw out two hundred taels of silver tickets and threw them into the arms of the male bustard, Pang Ruolan walked straight into Bao'er Pavilion, ignoring the little buddies who grabbed her sleeves all the way.

"Hey, wait! Wait! The male bustard chased after him, but he clutched the silver ticket in his hand, opened his mouth, and only swallowed his saliva.

Seeing the hand of the male bustard who regarded wealth as his life and the expression of wanting to stop talking, Pang Ruolan guessed that he was light at the moment, afraid that he was entertaining a guest with a very high status background, so the male bustard wanted the silver ticket but did not dare to accept it.

"Lead the way!" Pang Ruolan thought that Qing Yu didn't know her whereabouts at the moment, so she was impatient, and waved her sleeves to ask the male bustard to take her to find Qingling.

"This, this is not that I don't want to make this money, but, but what Qingling Gongzi is serving at the moment is today, today's prime minister......" The male bustard said in embarrassment, looking at Pang Ruolan cautiously, for fear that she would snatch the silver ticket that had been stuffed into his hand.

“…… Prime minister? Today's prime minister openly came to Bao'er Pavilion to play brother? Pang Ruolan chuckled, thinking to herself how the empress could allow the prime minister of a country to stay in Bao'er Pavilion to play with men at night when the martial arts alliance main conference had just ended and the two martial arts families had not been wiped out.

"Is it really the prime minister? If I find out in the future that it is not the prime minister who is entertaining today, but another woman, do you know that my money will be burned to you? Pang Ruolan snorted coldly, her face was dyed with anger.

"This, this, this is all Miss Zhuo Shang let the villain, let the villain say this! You adults don't count villains, adults don't remember villains! The male bustard's voice became smaller and smaller, and he looked at Pang Ruolan in horror, speculating about the origin of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Zhuo Shang?" Pang Ruolan was very familiar with this name when she heard it, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it for a while.

"It's the daughter of Zhuo Yan, the richest man in the imperial city." The male bustard stepped forward with a smile and reminded Pang Ruolan.

"It's her......" The memory was pulled back to when he was disfigured by Qianli and came to the small town near the imperial city with Xuantian Shenyun to dance in the altar......

A woman laughed loudly, only to see her eyebrows curved, her chin pointed, her face like Chaohua, wearing a pink floor-length robe, and quickly stepping onto the altar.

With the sound of the flute rising lightly, the women's long sleeves danced, the pace was light and graceful, the wide wide sleeves opened and closed to cover, the woman sometimes raised her wrist and lowered her eyebrows, sometimes lightly Shu Yun hand, the folding fan in her hand was closed and held, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, the jade sleeves were windy, elegant and vigorous, and everyone applauded.

"Miss, look, are you another day?" The male bustard smiled and motioned to the man to bring melon and fruit tea and put it on the round table in front of Pang Ruolan.

"Otherwise, you can sit down and wait for a while, and it is estimated that after a while, Miss Zhuo Sheng and the others will be able to finish today's fun." The male bustard sneered, but the silver ticket in his hand was tightly grasped but not returned to Pang Ruolan.

"Hmph, that's right, the old and new accounts are settled together." Pang Ruolan pushed away the male bustard that was in the way, walked through the corridor, and walked along the route in her memory.

When she arrived outside Qingling's room, Pang Ruolan, who kicked the door open, didn't see Zhuo Xiang's figure. (To be continued)

ps: Recommended: Starting point novels> urban novels> urban life> where to live in the cold at night

Brief introduction:

The water carried the boat to the east, and the sky was flying.

I couldn't bear to think about it and look back, afraid to see the Yiren hesitate.

But let the tears stain his face, and wash away the sadness.

The clutch is like a note, and the dust is easy to divide and difficult to gather.

Where are the cold stars at night, and the cold moon is alone in Zhouzhu.

If you want to be intoxicated but you don't, where will you go when your soul is broken?

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