Chapter 39: Processing

"Heh~" Mu Qingan sneered, and everyone only felt that the air was a little colder.

"I'll marry!" That Zhang Xunfei blurted out, everyone was shocked, and even Mu Qingan was stunned.

The Zhang family is not a small family, she said that the eight-lift sedan chair is a wife, and if Zhang Xunfei marries Tingqin, there will be no nobles next to him who are willing to marry him.

Mu Qingan couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at Zhang Xunfei, she didn't think that Zhang Xunfei could really like a person to give up competing for the family business.

She heard that Zhang Xunfei and Zhen Yuge's drama was not clear.

Just because she's not good at reading words doesn't mean she doesn't have good intuition.

"You marry?" The meaning in Mu Qing'an's eyes deepened a little.

Before Zhang Xunfei could speak, Leng Yunkun hurriedly said: "Childe misunderstood, Zhang Xunfei was stunned just now." ”

Leng Yunkun secretly hated in his heart, he was going around for it, this Zhang Xunfei was like watching the excitement, coaxing at will, if Zhang Xunfei's words were spread today, with the whimsy of those people, maybe how to involve him, even if the Zhang family didn't do anything to him, they would definitely hate him in their hearts.

Now Leng Yunkun also regrets it in his heart, overestimating himself and causing this incident, and now he is neither advancing nor retreating.

He joined in to win over Zhang Xunfei, but he didn't want to provoke a fishy body.

"You two are really the opposite." pacing to the piano,

"What do you think about listening to Jean?" The tone was cold, but it was very different from the sneering words just now.

Tingqin has never dared to speak, the owner of the building and the deputy owner of the building are there, who dares to speak.

"I~" Tingqin trembled, trembling and speechless.

Looking at this trembling appearance, Mu Qing'an was helpless, and glanced at Qian'er with slanted eyes, and Tian'er understood.

"Listen to the qin, the son is now in your hands, if you want, you will return to your surname, listen to the rain building to prepare a dowry, and marry you into Zhang's mansion in a beautiful way." Ting'er's tone was gentle, but the eyes she looked at Tingqin seemed to be quenched with poison.

If it weren't for listening to the piano, she wouldn't have made a fool of herself in front of her son before leaving.

For her, it was a great shame for her to be seen by her son when she was listening to the trouble in Yulou.

Tingqin looked at the poisonous apricot eyes, and knew that if he stayed in Tingyulou, he would definitely not be able to live, although he didn't know what was going on with that son, but he could marry into a wealthy compound, such a temptation was stronger than staying in Tingyulou and waiting for death.

"I ...... I do! The sound of a weak mosquito chirping sounded, and a cold light flashed in Qing'er's eyes.

"Since you are in love, then you go back and pack up and get married!" Tian'er said softly: "Coincidentally, today I will accept you as a righteous sister and raise your value." ”

As soon as these words came out, it made Tingqin's face even paler, which was not a mockery of her lowly status.

In the hearts of some people, Tilt Er is just a singer who is a little more noble than listening to the piano, they are happy to watch this rich drama, in the eyes of others, Mu Qing'an is a mysterious figure, Tilt Er is the owner of the Listening Rain Building, otherwise they will not respect them as Qin Immortals.

Naturally, the identity of the person who can be called a son by her must not be simple, and it may not be the son of the landlord.

Mu Qing'an smiled, but there was a thin coldness in his eyes.

Listening to what Qin thought in her heart, how could she not know, she just wanted to soar, since she wanted to marry so much, it would fulfill her.

She also wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this eldest son's gourd.

"In this way, it will be arranged by Tian'er, and I hope that Zhang Gongzi can give Tingyulou a satisfactory answer within three days." '

''Good!'' Zhang Xunfei replied briskly, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction.

Mu Qingan smiled indifferently, and this time passed. Except for Leng Yunkun, who may receive some criticism for being nosy, everyone has no doubt.

Tomorrow Kyoto will definitely set off an uproar, after all, the eldest son of the Zhang family is going to marry Tingqin of Tingyulou, or eight sedan chairs, I just don't know what the Zhang family will do.

Back upstairs, downstairs is still singing and dancing.

''Childe, things are strange today, this Childe is really wrong today. ''Back to the room, Tilt Er also calmed down, although this son Zhang is a bastard on weekdays, but he is not out of line to such a point.

Although the girls in Tingyulou are innocent, they are completely different from those Qinglou, but in the eyes of those people, they will definitely not look down on this girl. But today, Zhang Gongzi's tone is like marrying and listening to the piano.

''The Zhang family is not as good as before. Mu Qing'an's eyes were covered with black mist.

Tilt understood a little, "That's ......"

"Hehe~" Mu Qing'an smiled, and Qian'er understood.

"Let's do it, I won't let my son down."

The smile on the corner of Mu Qing'an's mouth deepened a little, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in his eyes, which made Tian'er fascinated.

I didn't pay attention to the dumping, and it was three days since I counted the days, and I should go back, so as not to cause any trouble again.

"I'll go back first, and you can rest early." Mu Qing'an was about to leave after speaking, but suddenly thought of something, turned around, turned around and touched Tian'er's head, leaving her with a warm and moist feeling, and left.

In fact, sometimes Mu Qingan also feels that he is quite bad, maybe all the kindness is left to the young.

Since Su Bei'an appeared, no one can understand this inexplicable fear.

She began to learn Su Bei'an's behavior and behavior, although she couldn't learn ten points, she also had five points.

After returning to the palace, the stand-in in the house has not yet left.

"Master, the queen has come several times in the past few days, and the slaves have been persuaded to leave because they are not feeling well."

Mu Qingan raised his eyebrows, and the queen came.

"Okay, this palace knows, you can go."

The stand-in retreated, and only this person and two souls were left in the room.

The room fell silent again......

In fact, since the appearance of the other side of Su, the style of her bedroom has changed.

Red, dazzling, but dark red, oppressive, as if stained with blood.

For a while, Mu Qing'an had been asleep and muddy, so she didn't know what Su Bi'an had experienced during that time, and when she said goodbye, her anger seemed to dye her soul black.

The whole room has an oppressive feeling, and there are only two candles lit in the room, flickering on and off.

Su Bi'an doesn't like people to wander around and serve in the house, she always has a sense of unease, and Mu Qing'an has no opinion, so now the huge dormitory is empty.

There is a lantern hanging on the wall, the one that Indifference won last time.

Su Bi'an rarely paid special attention to this lantern, the wick in that lantern had long been burned out, and the words on it had begun to gradually blur.

Mu Qing'an was in a trance, Su Bi'an was still asleep, and she didn't wake up, but in fact, she didn't know if she woke up or not.

This body, rarely can make her make so many days, everything is not real, these fourteen years, in a trance.

She has changed a lot and grown a lot.