What kind of past does 192 have?
"Xianggong, Miss Qingwan should have suffered a lot of flesh and skin, if you don't clean it up in time, I'm afraid it will infect the wound." Tan Shuyan's indifferent eyes looked at Nangong Qingjue.
"Sedum, find an inn to settle in." Nangong Qingjue frowned slightly, and after the cold voice fell.
The sedan chair was obviously faster, the night was intoxicated, the stars were shining, the space of three people, the thoughts of two people, and one was in a state of confusion.
Who the hell is she?
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The wind blows through the treetops, and the sky and the earth are brilliant.
It's two years in the blink of an eye.
Nangong Qingjue, the owner of Nangong Villa, brought a beautiful and mysterious woman to Cloud City to participate in the triennial chamber of commerce. As soon as this news came out, it caused a great repercussion in business.
Almost all the major business giants are talking about it.
I think that four years ago, in Tianshui City, when Nangong Qingjue married the daughter of the Divine Doctor Hall, who was famous all over the world and saved countless people, it was a good fate.
Tan Shuyan is a talented woman praised by everyone in Tianshui City, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, all of which are refined, and her temperament is even more gentle and polite, and she is humble as jade. didn't expect that in just a few years, the status of the real lady who talked about the smoke fell so quickly.
And the four words of Nangong Villa, in the Shenglian Dynasty, can be said to be known to everyone, and Fengwu Jiutian Qianzhuang has a fight, the difference is that Fengwu Jiutian only works for the imperial court, and the identity of the owner behind the scenes is even more mysterious, and he is in contact with the industry of Qianzhuang.
Nangong Villa is involved in all kinds of businesses, restaurants, pawnshops, money houses, silk, shipping, etc., and there is almost no business that Nangong Villa does not come into contact with.
In just a few years, Nangong Qingjue has become one of the business giants of the entire Shenglian Dynasty.
Two years ago, it was rumored that a beautiful and mysterious woman appeared next to him, and she was personally given her name by him, and she was named Nangong, named Qingjuan.
No matter where Nangong Qingjue is, he will take her.
This time such an important chamber of commerce, he brought Nangong Qingjuan. Can the wife of the Ming media endure this breath?
There are also a few people who have the attitude of watching a good show, staring at the good shows staged in Nangong Villa.
But at this time, Nangong Villa was still peaceful.
In that secluded boudoir.
The hollowed-out carved window let in the chill, and in the middle of the room was a pear marble table with a sandalwood incense burner. The delicate carved decorations around it are extraordinary, the guqin stands in the corner, the bronze mirror is placed on the wooden dresser, and the room is so leisurely and elegant.
"Qingwan, are you better?" Tan Shuyan sat on the edge of the couch, and Qianqian's thin hands took off the long needle on the heart of the person lying on the couch in a cold sweat.
took the silk handkerchief handed by the maidservant, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a gentle movement.
"I'm tired." After a long time, Nangong Qingwan's tired eyes finally opened slowly, she couldn't see clearly, but she could vaguely see a bunch of shadows, and smiled weakly at the elegant woman in front of her.
For the phenomenon that she has to get sick once a month, she has long been much more indifferent.
"It's okay if you're alright." Tan Shuyan smiled slightly, and pulled the clothes back into place on her snow-white shoulders with her bare hands, when her eyes fell on the word 'evil' behind the exquisite collarbone.
There was a slight pause in his indifferent eyes, and he was shocked every time he looked at it.
Was this one left by her lover?
It's been two years.
The two of them have changed from strangers to sisters in the boudoir, and she not only has an unsolvable poison on her body, but also an eye that even the Divine Medical Hall can't cure, her memory.
What kind of past does this exciting woman have?