Chapter 83: I don't feel itchy when there are more lice
Shen Linfeng nodded: "Shi Mingze has long been eager to take a break from Cousin Xiuyun, I don't expect to be able to ask any truth from his mouth." I can only ask the mother-in-law who is waiting for Xiuyun's cousin to see if I can find any clues. Today, I have a sister-in-law. β
The two of them had nothing to do for a while, they withdrew from the eerie and terrifying madman tower, and when they saw the warm sun outside, they felt that they had returned to the world.
Shen Linfeng immediately asked the mother-in-law about the situation at the time of the crime that day, and sent Leng Qinghuan back to the capital, and the two parted ways halfway.
finally had the opportunity to leave the house, Leng Qinghuan wanted to go around and see how the other two stores under his name were doing.
The business of both shops is half-dead. But fortunately, except for the teahouse that was tossed by Jin Er and others, the other shops could barely survive.
She couldn't leave the palace for a while, and she had five thousand taels of silver to extort Murong Qi on hand, so she wanted to see if she could think of a way to bring the tea shop back to life.
She waited for a long time at the teahouse, standing in front of the second-floor window facing the street, looking at the busy street below. I suddenly had a whimsical idea: to turn the front desk of this teahouse into a pharmacy. All the rooms in the back were converted into temporary wards. When the time comes, hire a few experienced doctors to build a modern small hospital.
Whether the medicine in her nano ring is inexhaustible, she has no confidence. So she also wants to open up the road and use the recipes she knows to make some ready-made Chinese patent medicines.
However, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and it takes too much money and money to renovate this teahouse, and five thousand taels of silver naturally can't all be smashed into it, and it is not something that can be achieved by oneself with empty ambitions.
It was delayed until nightfall before returning to the palace.
As soon as I entered the door, I happened to run into Murong Qi, it was really unfavorable, the road was narrow, and when I came back, I forgot to look at the yellow calendar and calculate the auspicious time.
Murong Qi was in the middle of the road, neither advancing nor retreating, staring at Leng Qinghuan, looking for fault.
If you twist your face and go elsewhere, you seem to be a bit of a wretch. But Leng Qinghuan has always known each other, and this black-faced blame will not provoke if he can not provoke him.
As soon as he turned his toes, Murong Qi behind him sneered coldly: "What's the lack of heart? β
Gotta turn back. When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and the brave looks at each other, worthy of the heart.
Twisting his face, Murong Qi teased again: "This king said that you had better not go out if it's okay, but in fact, not only did you take it as a deaf ear, but you were also so arrogant." β
It's not right to feel what you do.
Leng Qinghuan took a deep breath: "What exactly do you want to say?" β
"I want to praise you for your good vision, although Linfeng is said to be the prince of the Guogong Mansion, but there is no trace of gentleness on his body, he is studious and motivated, Huai Jin holds Yu, and how many women who have not been out of the cabinet in Beijing have secretly agreed."
Leng Qinghuan blinked: "I went out of the mansion with Shen Shizi, and the prince is still not at ease?" β
Murong Qi took a step forward: "If this king goes out with other women for a day and returns after dark, can you be carefree and ignore it?" β
Leng Qinghuan frowned slightly: "Lord Wang, you slept with other women all night last night, and I wasn't as careful as you?" β
Murong Qi choked, and then his anger suddenly steamed, and he said that the attack was attacked, just like the face of a child on a June day.
"You say, this king stayed in Zhiqiu's room last night, and you don't mind at all? Nothing to say? β
Leng Qinghuan looked at Murong Qi with an angry face timidly, and swallowed timidly: "Should there be any ceremony?" The first time to be someone's wife, the first time to give Zhang Luotong a girl, inexperienced, if there is an inconsiderate place, the prince is not strange. Once raw and twice cooked, next time you will have experience. β
"And next time?" Murong Qi coldly squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
"Lord Wang, you have married a daughter-in-law in more than a month, according to this rate, before we leave, maybe I can find two more for you."
The corners of Murong Qi's lips twitched, and the hand in his sleeve curled up and loosened, a little itchy: "The princess of this king is really generous and virtuous, and she is an exemplary woman." β
"It's easy to say, the rich will help the world, and the poor will be good alone, mainly because my husband can afford it, and he has the ability to attract bees and butterflies. This can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. β
"Leng Qinghuan, just stop in moderation, you must know that tongue is a woman's taboo, don't anger this king."
"Isn't it just a rule of seven? I don't feel itchy when I have a lot of lice, and I don't have one or two anyway. "Leng Qinghuan is right.
People, don't be cheeky, the world is invincible, I don't believe that your dignified Qi prince dares to be as open-minded as me.
Murong Qi glared at her, a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes almost changed shape, opened his mouth dryly, and only squeezed out a sentence disdainfully: "Shameless." β
That's the truth. So Leng Qinghuan didn't refute at all, but left triumphantly as if he had been praised.
At night, I heard that Murong Qi went to Zhiqiu's room again, and Zhiqiu got up on the second day to serve Leng Qinglang, and came out by holding on to the root of the wall, giving everyone a lot of imagination.
Leng Qinglang cried again for half the night, whimpering and seeking. So much so that this time, Murong Qi didn't sleep until dawn, spared Zhiqiu, and got up in the middle of the night to go back to his study.
Leng Qinghuan was lying on the bed and wondered, was Murong Qi angry with Leng Qinglang? If you change to yourself, why do you have to change your taste to try it, or have a double cannon, how exciting, why is it that the stupid boy herds sheep and recognizes the land, and he sees the girl Zhiqiu?
When I woke up the next day, there were two more black towers at the gate of Chaotianque Courtyard. Two ghost-faced guards, one on the left and one on the right, stood in front of them.
said that Murong Qi was not in the house, and was ordered to come to protect the princess. Who doesn't know that this is surveillance in disguise?
In the past, when I was out of the house, I followed suit, but now it's good, and there are personal bodyguards in the courtyard.
How can a big man be so naΓ―ve like a child?
Leng Qinghuan didn't care. On the contrary, Leng Qinglang came forward and smiled very relieved.
Ever since she lifted Zhiqiu to be a girl in the room, her anger has never been smooth. Seeing that Leng Qinghuan's treatment was not as good as his own, he gave birth to a little sense of superiority.
"The prince has lifted the newcomer, why don't you see the prince look at you? Instead, he pushed the prince into someone else's arms, and now he is proud? β
Leng Qinghuan looked at her tiredness that couldn't be concealed by fat powder, and smiled very presumptuously: "That's natural, I feel relieved to see that my sister is not going well." β
"Joke, what's wrong with me? The prince loves me very much, but all the rewards in the palace, and what other rare foreign objects, are all sent to the wisteria building for me to pick, but I am afraid that a straw has not been taken to Chaotianque, right?
And the prince would rather lift a girl than touch a finger of his sister, destined to either be abandoned, or be widowed for the rest of his life, my sister is still in the mood to watch other people's jokes, and her heart is really wide. β
Leng Qinghuan smiled slightly, sarcastically straightforward and sharp: "The entire palace is mine, and what you give is just a reward, so it is worth being complacent?" And the prince did everything possible to marry his sister into the house, but it was only placed as a vase, and he saw that the sky was watching the prince and his own girl turn over the clouds and rain, separated by a wall, this taste in my heart, tsk! β
Leng Qinglang pressed the sour taste in his heart, glanced at the two guards, and smiled even more presumptuously: "Speaking of the prince, he saw me last night and asked who my sister's adulterer was." Look at that posture, it is necessary to kill people to extinguish the fire. Guess who's I'm talking about? β