But everyone was already shocked by the stunning appearance they saw yesterday.

I will never forget that face.

"Let's go."

Cheng Chiefyan's voice was soft, and he smiled at Nan Moyi, then naturally took Nan Moyi's hand and followed the maid to the dining room.

Nan Moyi tried to twitch his slender fingers, but was pinched more heavily by the city chief's weir.

The fluttering eyes floated over, and he frowned slightly.

Nan Moyi couldn't help but laugh.

A handful of maids in front of her secretly glanced at the two behind them, and they couldn't help but laugh secretly.

I'm afraid this is the eldest lady's good son-in-law, right?

Lian Tong and Lan Ruo had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and when they saw the young two walking hand in hand, their faces seemed to be dripping with honey.

That's good, that's good......

And Nan Moyi's heart is also warm, after all, she has never experienced the feeling of having parents.

There is no family, no one to be spoiled every day, she has no one else but Huo'er.

Huo'er ......

Where are you?

Are you okay?

After breakfast, Nan Moyi and the city chief weir came out of the house by themselves.

Yesterday, the city chieftain weir threw Huo Wu and the others outside, presumably they were full of resentment.

And Nan Moyi followed, firstly, because he was too bored in the right prime minister's mansion, and secondly, he wanted to know something among the subordinates of the city chief's weir.

After all, they seem to be as familiar as Nan Moyi, so they should know something.

And for convenience, Nan Moyi went back to the room and changed into a light blue men's clothes.

Seeing that Nan Moyi changed into men's clothes so easily, Cheng Chiefyan couldn't help but rub his forehead.

Is his ink clothes really different from other people's girls?

How can a woman like to wear men's clothes?!

In the capital of Liuhe, people come and go, the voices of people are boiling, and the bronze bells of the eaves jingle loudly, gathering a prosperous movement in this wind.

Since it was the birthday of the Queen Mother two days later, the other three countries also sent envoys to Liuhe to celebrate her birthday.

And the girls on the street are scurrying, hoping that the princes and nobles of another country will take a fancy to them, and suddenly fly up the branches and become phoenixes, and live a beautiful life.

Because, there are more women on the street, and there are more people selling fat powder, and a burst of aroma slowly escapes in the air.

The two of them walked on the street, and they inevitably ushered in a lot of eyes.

Although Nan Moyi's face is mediocre, the compelling temperament exuded from his body cannot be ignored.

And the city chief's weir also covered his face with a silver mask, more than a head taller than Nan Moyi, and his temperament was like that of a fairy, but he was carrying a sword behind him.

It's hard not to get noticed.

The young girls who came and went back and forth on the street couldn't help but focus on the two of them.

This looks like the son of a big family.

Don't know if you have a spouse?

The smile on the corner of Nan Moyi's mouth gradually expanded, and a pair of bright eyes swept back and forth on the street, but when his gaze touched something, his movements suddenly froze.

Is it them?

With a quick turn of his brain, Nan Moyi pulled the clothes of the city chief weir beside him, turned his head and said softly, "You go to the inn first, I'll come later." ”

He agreed with Huo Wu and the others to meet in an inn in the capital, and Nan Moyi could find it by himself.

The city chief's brow furrowed, and he looked at her suspiciously.

saw that Nan Moyi had already waved his hand at him, and entered a restaurant in front of him.

Sighing softly, the city chief weir stood in place casually, he was still waiting for her here.

Nan Moyi, who walked upstairs, saw at a glance the city chieftain who was still waiting in place, and the smile on the corner of his mouth expanded more and more, and it seemed that he had to move faster.

In the noisy restaurant, the figures are shaking.

A variety of different wine aromas are mixed in the air, and the fragrance is tempting.

Shirtless men laughed heartily at the wine table, and some people slapped the table in front of them excitedly.

There are even people who gamble at the table in this tavern.

The noise is almost like piercing people's eardrums.

The thin tables seemed to be going to die at any time at the hands of these big men.

The deeper you enter, the quieter the noise outside. Men dressed in various gray linen clothes were sleeping soundly, with obvious thin lines on the sides of their mouths.

There are still some who are not asleep, so they hold the wine jar and drink and chat. The obscene appearance of that face, at a glance, I knew that I didn't say anything good.

In that little corner, there were five or six men piled up, screaming and screaming.

Nan Moyi walked behind the men softly, stretched out his slender hand slightly, narrowed his eyes, and quickly pulled out the book from the small cracks piled up by the pile of men.

The group was looking at it hotly, only to feel a gust of wind in front of them, and each ghost screamed, and then they stared at each other one by one.

They quickly turned their heads, only to see Nan Moyi sitting on a rocking chair not far from them with Erlang's legs crossed, and the book in his hand had read more than ten pages, and the corners of the group's mouths couldn't help twitching.

"You, you, you......"

The man in the blue cloth looked at Nan Moyi with a shocked face, and pointed at Nan Moyi with one finger, still trembling.

Nan Moyi glanced at him, and he quickly put away his fingers.

Damn! Damn! Why did this little aunt come to the door? Didn't she go to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion?

After such a toss, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and the men who slept like dead pigs also woke up faintly, and saw that everyone was looking at Nan Moyi who was sitting leisurely like a great enemy, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

The eyes of the group of people staring at Nan Moyi shifted at the same time, and fell on the person who was looking at them in a daze, and a group of people waved at him desperately, with a panicked expression, "Come here!" Come here! ”

The men who had just woken up were frightened by their reaction, and ran to them with a roll and a crawl, their foreheads covered with sweat.

What's the situation?!

The skinny monkey couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. They didn't offend this little aunt, did they? Yes? How did she find them?

It's murderous!

Nan Moyi flipped through a few more pages, couldn't help frowning, and said softly, "Why is it so ugly?" It's not as good as what I painted. ”

Forehead......

The corners of the group's mouths trembled even more.

The book in Nan Moyi's hand can be imagined with his toes, what kind of book is it......

A group of people are embarrassed...... It was discovered by a woman......

But why is she moving so fast?!

It's really emaciating......

Nan Moyi closed the book, casually threw it to one of the men in the pile, and slowly stood up from the rocking chair.

The group of men stepped back en masse.

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