"Ling Xiang has seen His Royal Highness the Prince...... Ling Xiang nodded at Beiyan Liuyun, moved a few steps to Zhan Qingyun's side and squatted for a while, the corners of his lips were picked, and a smile like a flower bloomed, faint but full of charm.

"The girl doesn't have to be polite, the girl is the best in Beijing, and this prince has been a god for ......a long time," smiled shallowly, and the third prince stretched out his hand to make a false gesture.

Beiyan Liuyun indifferently glanced at Ling Xiang, who was smiling faintly, this woman would watch people put down dishes, so a realistic philistine really has this peerless appearance. I can't help but feel greatly discounted in my heart of this "first talented woman in the capital".

"The owner is here?" Zhan Qingyun raised his eyebrows, looked at the shopkeeper and asked.

"This ......," the shopkeeper hesitated slightly. The young master didn't speak, and it was not good for him to take the three princes upstairs directly......

Gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, the shopkeeper's hesitant golden hand eyes. Tilting his head, Zhan Qingyun said indifferently: "Since he is not here, the prince will lose the interest of going upstairs, and he will accompany General Beiyan to solve the problem here." ”

"Yes, the little one will bring two chairs ......for the two of you," the shopkeeper waved his hand to the guy next to him. The third prince did not force his way in, so that the shopkeeper's heart that mentioned his throat was put back in his stomach.

Everyone looked at the three princes and General Beiyan, who were sitting on the high platform on the third floor, and the greed in their eyes was a lot gone, and their minds were much clearer. The temptation of four thousand taels of silver plus a jade pendant of the three princes is not small! But when everyone knew about it, they became extremely cautious. Everyone weighed the ink in their stomachs, after all, if they annoyed the "two great gods" with nonsense, it would be worth the loss.

Four thousand taels? Light Dance outside the screen stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips. The mother must know the answer, and the silver of this white flower is equivalent to picking up it for nothing on the ground. However, for the sake of four thousand two mothers, this limelight has attracted the attention of more men, which is equivalent to encountering more entanglements in the future, which seems to be a little worthless! Pursed his lips, and said in his heart, forget it, isn't it just four thousand taels of silver? After the light dance, it will earn more for the mother. Now the mother can be said to be walking on thin ice, and more things are better than less things. At least before my mother is really free, it's better to make less trouble.

"Hey, these three princes and this general have all chosen to forbear?" Qingwu looked at the two people sitting downstairs with some curiosity, and then looked at Wen Si's leisurely and breezy face. Qingwu Xiao's brows furrowed, what did he rely on? Is the name of the first genius? Dancing shook her head, self-defeating the idea. Could it be that he has the means or the power to protect himself? It can make the prince of a country bend his waist, and it can make the dead eunuch swallow his anger - a little excitement flashed in Qingwu's eyes, and he had the idea of a little relay.

The little head poked into the screen, and said crisply: "Mother, Qingwu wants these four thousand taels of silver......"

"Oh......" Fu raised his bald eyebrows and looked at him with a little curiosity. Qingwu disguised it well, but Fushuang was still keenly able to catch a trace of deceit and maturity that did not belong to her age. "Interesting? What does the little guy want to do, isn't it so simple for the silver? Fushuang was a little curious.

"Are you sure your mother is right? The little guy brags about it, but he can pee on the kang......" Glancing at the calm and calm Lianlei with a little surprise, Wen Sixian smiled at the light dance, and said softly.

"I don't know ...... shame," Qingwu rolled her eyes and said with a sneer. Wen Sixian's affection for his mother is hard to hide, although Qingwu also feels that it is a little dirty to use people's feelings, but as long as it is for the sake of his mother's kindness, Qingwu feels that he can not mind anything. With Wen Sixian's support, his mother may have more confidence in Mo Tianxing's struggle, and she can white-collar four thousand taels of white flowers, why not?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the expressionless Fushuang, and thought that it would be good if he dragged this nasty dead eunuch into the water again! However, this man is scheming, and it seems to be a bit difficult.

"Is Miss Ben a talker? Although he is young, he still knows how to practice what he says. The mother must be able to answer, but ...... "leave half of the words to the mouth, which can arouse people's exploration of **." Qingwu laughed a few times in her heart and thought.

"Does she really understand?" Wen Sixian secretly glanced at Lianlei a few times, do you know why she didn't say it, afraid of being in the limelight? Cautious to such an extent, to live a tiring and pitiful life...... Wen Sixian's heart ached a little.

She has such a talent, and her appearance is outstanding, and this Mo Shilang is also blind. However, it seems that the more this is the case, the more difficult it is to grasp, and it seems that it is a little difficult for His Majesty's abacus to be launched. Fushuang was hesitating whether to tell His Majesty or not.

"What do eunuchs want most?" Qingwu's brow furrowed into a pimple. There was no such thing in my own time, there were shemales, but they were all voluntary, and there was a fundamental difference from this eunuch. Suddenly, the big eyes of the light dance lit up, and an excited light shone brightly.

Qingwu walked to Fushuang's side with her calves, pulled Fushuang's sleeve, and after Fushuang bent down, she whispered a few words in Fushuang's ear.

"What you said is true?" Fushuang couldn't hide the burning of longing in his eyes, bent his waist lower, and questioned in a low voice.

"Naturally, do I have to lie to you?" Qingwu pursed her lips slightly, and said with a slight displeasure. She hates it when others question her abilities, and she is, and now she is weak, but she is the same.

"What do you want?" Fushuang's eyes flashed with a hope that he himself could not even perceive, originating from the deepest part of his heart.

"I'll prove it ......to you," Qingwu said, and jumped up to Lei's chair and climbed up on Lei's legs.

"Miss Gu, Lian Sixian has been longing for a long time, I hope to tell ......" Wen Sixian's eyes flashed with a trace of hope and desire, and even showed a little doting. The heart can read and understand, and be a confidant.

Wen Sixian's eyes also showed a little guilt, guilt for fighting Qingfeng. Zhan Qingfeng loves Lianlei, and he is his friend, and his heart has verified that he loves Lianlei, which is somewhat suspicious of taking away his friend's wife. His gaze stayed on Lianlei's delicate face for a moment, looking at Lianlei's clear and untainted eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle a few times, and his heart was relieved a lot. Things weren't as dirty as I thought. She is not married after she leaves, she is alone and unmarried, and it is normal for her to cherish each other. It's a big deal, it's fair competition, whoever laughs to the end and holds the beauty, that's whose ability.

Wen Sixian's heart still doesn't want to pity Lei and Zhan Qingfeng too deeply, and after a few years of friendship, Wen Sixian can't understand this ill-fated guy. I always feel that half of his heart is hidden. In addition, his situation is worrying, if Lian Lei chooses him, he will somewhat get out of the tiger's den, and he is suspected of jumping into the fire pit.