Concubine!

Wei Chuchu and Shen Yichao's faces turned from blue to white, and then from white to black.

Shen Yijue's noble concubine, that is more decent than the head lady of an ordinary official!

Do they have to call their sister-in-law when they see the cold smoke in the future?

Unexpectedly –

Han Yanliang played with the white jade glass wine jug, smiling like a flower, and his voice was soft: "The general is noble and has a bright future, and Yan Liang does not dare to climb high." This kind of concubine, please don't mention it again in the future. ”

She turned it down.

Mrs. Shen was quite surprised: "Do you look down on the position of the noble concubine, or do you not look down on Ah Jue?" ”

Han Yanliang smiled: "I'm just a guilty body, how can I say that I can't look down on it?" The general took me in and treated me kindly, and I was very grateful to him. But in this gratitude, there is absolutely no love between men and women. Thank you for your understanding. ”

Mrs. Shen was even more surprised.

She originally thought that this girl was beautiful, but she didn't expect that she still had a lot of ideas.

So frank and unrestrained, it really doesn't look like a vixen who can seduce people.

She looked at her son again.

Although Ah Jue's face was still indifferent, the hand holding the wine cup slowly tightened.

There were mixed emotions in his eyes, but he quickly disguised himself by drinking, and did not say much.

His own son, he knows best.

Mrs. Shen understands that this is a 10,000-year-old iron tree that has blossomed and moved mortal hearts.

She decided to give her son a chance to attack the beauty, so she smiled gently: "Since that's the case, I'm not reluctant." Miss Han can continue to stay in Ah Jue's courtyard in the future, whatever you want, just tell Ah Jue, if he refuses, you will lie to him. ”

Be spoiled......

Shen Yichao and Wei Chuchu looked weird.

Han Yan smiled softly, glanced at Shen Yijie affectionately, and then Wen claimed yes.

The battle of the Shen family has finally come to an end.

Everyone in the elegant seat stared at Nan Baoyi together.

Nan Baoyi was leisurely eating melon seeds, and suddenly found that he was being watched, and he was almost choked with fright, and hurriedly drank half a cup of hot tea.

She stroked her chest and smiled: "New Year's greetings to you!" Tonight, on the Shangyuan Festival, I specially came to find General Shen and wanted to ask him for 200 Jin Wuwei to assist the official in handling the case. ”

Shen Yijue said lightly: "I have heard of the murder case of Drunken Huayin. If you want to call Jin Wuwei, you must have found out some eyebrows. This matter is very involved, and I will personally handle it with you. ”

He stood up with his knife in hand.

Mrs. Shen hurriedly stayed: "Ah Jue, tonight is a reunion night, if you don't cultivate a relationship with Yan Liang, what kind of case are you doing?" ”

Smoke ......

Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows.

It seems that Mrs. Shen likes Boss Han quite a lot, and even called her name.

Shen Yijue glanced at the cold smoke who was peeling oranges, and his face was expressionless: "There is no love between men and women, what kind of relationship do you cultivate?" ”

Nan Baoyi's ears are pointed.

Hearing clearly, Shen Yijue bit the words "love between men and women".

This cold-faced general, I'm afraid I'm angry with the fire.

She was still in a daze, and Shen Yi was impatient: "What are you still doing there?" ”

Nan Baoyi said "oh" and hurriedly followed him in fear.

Shen Yijue quickly transferred two hundred gold guards.

Nan Baoyi unfolded the map under the lantern, pointed to the red line and said: "At this hour, the parade of hundreds of opera is about to arrive at this street. When the time comes, as long as we ambush near the team, we will definitely be able to guard the murderer! ”

After she finished speaking, she didn't see Shen Yijue responding.

She looked up in surprise.

The general with a gloomy face, absentmindedly holding his hands, was looking at the tall building.

She followed her line of sight, and at the window of the private seat, there were standing Shen family members waiting to watch the parade of hundred operas, and Boss Han was standing in the corner, leaning over and looking at the street.

Her wide sleeves swayed in the cold wind, and her side face was white and charming, like a pear blossom in early spring.

She suddenly understood it and whispered, "General Shen, do you like Boss Han?" ”

"I don't like it."

Shen Yijue retracted his gaze and denied it without changing his face.

Nan Baoyi bent his eyes, and was suddenly surprised: "Shen Yichao actually touched the hand of the cold boss!" ”

Shen Yijue's face was slightly gloomy.

He immediately looked up.

I didn't see Ah Di touch her hand, but I saw her leaning over lazily, her lips biting a strand of flowing lacquer hair on her sideburns, and she was smiling and throwing the champa to him.

Champa comes with the cold wind.

Tenderness fell in the palm of his hand.

He put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and the handkerchief was stained with the fragrance of fat powder, which was her smell.

Shen Yijue slowly clenched.

Somehow, the violence and anger that had just arisen in the seat somehow disappeared with the arrival of this shampa......

"Wow!" Nan Baoyi exaggeratedly held his face with both hands, "General Shen is so big!" ”

Shen Yijue still had a gloomy face.

It's just that there is some tenderness in the eyebrows and eyes.

He put Champa in his arms and indifferently unfolded the map: "Nanda people talk about their children's love all day long, and they are absent-minded, so they have not been able to solve the case so far." ”

Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes in disgust.

Is it a child's love?

Who the hell is absent-minded?

Shen Yijue is too shameless.

High openwork, carved windows.

Shen Yichao stood beside Wei Chuchu and took in the cold smoke and Shen Yijue's movements.

He commented in a low voice: "Shameless, insulting Sven ......"

Han Yanliang smiled, but did not speak.

There was a commotion at the end of the street.

It was the parade of 100 opera teams coming.

Nan Baoyi poked her head and looked.

In the distance, the lanterns are as bright as day, the children are excitedly chanting, following the team and running, and the people who open the way play the role of phoenixes, lion tigers, peacocks and other mascot beasts, scattering flower petals all over the sky.

Sixteen horses followed.

The horse pulls the Seven Spices Treasure Pavilion, and the beauties on the Treasure Pavilion bend their waists and dance with their sleeves lightly, and the dancing girl mask on her face adds to the mystery, like a fairy who lives on the clouds.

Zhao Jinghong has not been killed.

Nan Baoyi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She and Shen Yijue were distributed on both sides of the street, each taking Jin Wuwei to chase Zhao Jinghong.

At the end of the long street, the bright moon hangs high, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Zhao Jinghong danced towards the bright moon.

She is tall and slender, with a flowing ribbon and a skirt like snow, like Chang'e who is about to go to the moon.

Behind her, followed by an endless procession, there were tricksters who breathed fire and swallowed swords, there were troupes of dragon and lion dances, and countless Jianghu people wearing hideous animal faces.

Shangyuan looked at the night, and the people were strangely shaped, screaming and carnivaling all over the city.

Nan Baoyi said secretly, there are crowds of people tonight, and the murderer is afraid that he will not appear.

However, as soon as she had this thought, she saw that on the Seven Fragrance Treasure Pavilion, Zhao Jinghong was like a beautiful gardenia, suddenly falling from the high pavilion!

"Zhao Jinghong!"

She exclaimed.

Obviously, everyone is watching, how could Zhao Jinghong have an accident?!

She quickly squeezed through the crowd and ran forward, hugged Zhao Jinghong to her lap, and took off her dancing girl mask.

Zhao Jinghong's lacquer hair was scattered like satin, his beautiful face was pale and pale, the corners of his lips were oozing red blood stains, and a pair of wonderful eyes stared at the bright moon at the end of the long street.

That kind of eyes, greedy and infatuated.

She stretched out her hand towards Mingyue—

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I forgot to wish everyone a happy Tanabata Festival

Then I wish everyone to get off the list after the Chinese Valentine's Day!