Chang'an, Pingkangfang, Forget the Valley of Love.

The bronze mirror reflected a pretty face that was pleasant and hateful, and the slender jade fingers were gently wiped on the heart-shaped necklace in the neck, and the small droplet jade pendant on the earlobe was sweet and joyful, standing up, opening his hands, and turning a few fragrant circles, ringing and jingling, jewelry, "Langjun, is it beautiful?" ”

Quan Ce leaned crookedly on the edge of the couch, supported himself with his hands, did not speak, just looked at her and smiled, his eyes full of admiration and affection.

Fleur had already received the answer she wanted, and rushed over with joy, snuggled into his arms, and hugged him tightly, her delicate cheeks against his fiery chest, and she was scorched red, and the smile could not be dissipated.

Quan Ce kissed her lightly on the corner of her forehead, "Fleur, I haven't asked you yet, where is your hometown?" ”

Fu Hui closed her eyes, hugged her tighter, and whispered, "The slave was born in Wucheng County, Huzhou, East Province, Jiangnan, and was originally a Hele farmer, because his father was addicted to gambling, he was sold into the Teaching Workshop Division, and came to Chang'an...... Thinking about it at this moment, slave, it's so blessed, so lucky."

Quan Ce stroked her green silk and asked with a smile, "I have been in Chang'an and Dongdu for many years, have you ever met a familiar fellow countryman?" ”

"I've met twice" Fu Hui said loudly, only to feel that everywhere was wishy, and his whole body was warm, "There is a man from the same village, who came to Chang'an for business, heard the slave singing, and had, had a non-dividing thought, and the slave refused to obey" Jiao laughed twice, and his moist lips were imprinted on Quan Ce's neck.

Itchy, Quan Ce scratched twice, and sighed in his mouth, "From Jiangnan to Chang'an, thousands of miles away, you can meet it twice."

"Giggles, slave slave good Lang Jun" Furao heard this, and her heart was overjoyed, "But don't want pantothenic acid, although the slave has fallen into the dust, he knows self-love and self-respect, waiting for the day when he will give himself to Lang Jun"

Quan Ce smiled, and then asked about the gossip about the business of Forgetful Valley and Yishui Painting Boat during this period of time, Datang's entertainment industry is already prosperous, and there are several high-ranking officials and nobles here, so it is naturally thriving.

After lingering for a while, Fu Hui sorted out her clothes, went to change her clothes, and wanted to cook herself, wash her hands and make soup for Lang Jun.

Quan Cemu sent her out, his smile slowly disappeared, and he turned around and went to the study, where the leaders of the wordless monument were waiting, their faces were cold.

"Master, the messenger from the Eastern Capital has not found any clues" The Jedi spoke first, his face dark, "But in the worst-case scenario, the person who delivered the message either wanted us to rub against the Imperial Historical Observatory and reap the benefits, or they wanted to disrupt our position and lure the snake out of the hole, no matter which one, as long as the wordless tablet acted secretly, there would be no hindrance."

"Is it possible that this news is just a façade and they didn't find anything?" The horoscopes tend to be the most optimistic about the likelihood.

"The stakes are very high, I would rather believe it, and it is my fault to be careless and underestimate the enemy" Quan Ce first took responsibility, and after accepting the Zhu couple and Zhu Ping'an, in order to avoid arousing suspicion, there was no restraint on their behavior, in addition to taking labor in the house, the family could occasionally go out, "If their family's deeds have been exposed, wait, can there be a way to crack it?" ”

Quan Zhong frowned, "Da Lang, it has been more than a year since the incident, and the village elders who knew the inside story have also died, even if someone recognizes them, there will be no big mistakes?" ”

"I'm just afraid of people with hearts" Quan Ce sighed, because of the orphan incident of Li Zhen, the king of Yue, there was an official who followed the pawned jade pendant and traced it down to Shundi Temple Village, and a family of three who were originally burned to death by the fire appeared in Quan Ce's mansion again, and with a little association, it is not difficult to perceive the secret.

"Master, for the sake of today's plan, the action should not be too big" Jedi's eyes flashed sharply, "There are many people in Shundi Temple Village, there must be someone to take care of it, and it can't be moved lightly, so I had to turn the knife inward, cut the tumor on my body, and arrange someone to be Ping'anlang's adoptive parents"

"It's not proper, killing people and killing people, and they will give people a handle" Quan Zhong directly denied this suggestion, "And Ping An Lang is already three years old, and he also knows people, and it is difficult to control it when he makes a fuss, he can't, he can't ...... it."

There was silence in the study, wishing peace was the only remaining bloodline of Li Zhen, the king of Yue, and the power strategy was painstakingly preserved, so naturally he couldn't give up halfway, and this matter was in a dilemma.

"Master, the small one has a way" astrology hesitated, didn't dare to say, said it, it was really not a trick, "the small one can disfigure the Zhu family husband and wife, not the disfigurement of the fire knife, with a silver needle to make his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, his appearance has changed greatly, but he can't see the external injury, as for Ping An Lang, only, he was dumb and dumb"

Quan Ce frowned and refused without thinking, "That's it, this matter will be discussed again, Yu Shitai has not taken immediate action for the time being, presumably the news has not been heard for a long time, and there is no tangible evidence, you try to make some moves, put some smoke bombs, distract their attention, I will think about it again"

"Then the Zhu family couple, arrange for people to circle up?" Kwon Chung asks for instructions.

"No, let them move as usual" Quan Ce shook his head with an obscure expression, "It's just the way of moving, you should pay more attention"

Shanglinfang, outside Princess Yiyang's mansion, in the teahouse on the street, there are a few absent-minded tea guests, these people are also strangely matched, some are wearing clean sheepskin jackets, and some are wrapped in dusty ragged cotton clothes.

"Third brother go out" The porter of Princess Yiyang's mansion greeted him, a short and thin servant, wearing sheepskin and shoulders, raised his head and went out, "Yes, seeing that spring is about to begin, I went to look for some flowers and seeds, but the anger in the courtyard is not enough"

"Hey, you go" The porter replied repeatedly, very respectful, since the steward of the unnamed courtyard Quan Xiangyue acted on behalf of the court, executed 17 people from the princess's house, the servants of the unnamed court, in the circle of servants of the princess's mansion, is a well-known name, and the status is second only to the account room.

The man wrapped in a torn cotton coat looked away after a glance, poured tea in a daze, and took a kick under the table, "See clearly, is this person from your village?" ”

"Huh? Ahem, gentlemen, I'm afraid not, the poor mountains and bad water in our village are all bitter haha, not such a white and decent person" The man choked on the trachea with a sip of tea and coughed repeatedly.

"Fuck your uncle, it's just a beggar, when you get to a big family, you can also be decent" The man in the sheepskin jacket scolded and scolded, and his mood was very bad, they stared at Princess Yiyang's mansion for too long, and they gained little, this Zhu San is the most suspicious, with the help of the eyeliner on the side of Lijingmen in the eastern capital, he traced down to Shundi Temple Village, where a person died a year ago, also called Zhu San, and then led people to identify.

"Let's go, follow up" A few people hung not far away, but saw that Zhu San did buy some flower and plant seeds, and then behaved strangely, circled around Shanglinfang, paused for a moment in front of a mansion, and then detoured far away from here, returning to Princess Yiyang's mansion.

The man in the sheepskin jacket touched his nose, which was red from the cold, and looked sideways at the door plaque of the mansion.

Wufu, Chang'an is now full of Wufu.

This mansion is owned by the prince.