Chapter 257: Imperial Merchants (42)
"Who are you, where are you from, and what is your home like?"
Every time Mo Yan threw out a question, Luo Qiqing's face turned white.
She crossed with her body, unlike Yan Qin'an, who has an identity.
"Or, are you an immortal in the world?"
"Ah Yan, didn't I, didn't we say that we should trust each other?"
When Mo Yan heard this, his expression was slightly stunned.
Luo Qiqing rejoiced in her heart.
But the next moment, Mo Yan smiled brightly, and the words he said were still cold: "Since you entrust your trust to me, then, you must give some sincerity." β
Luo Qiqing was almost stunned.
How could things turn out like this!
"That day, you were injured by the killer caused by Yan Qin'an, and the injury was not healed, so you received a fake letter and secretly went out."
Mo Yan cupped his chin: "What do you want to do, huh?" Or, what do you want to use me? β
The hearts of the royal family are colder than ordinary people.
They don't care how novel and advanced someone's ideas are, they are not afraid of ghosts and gods, but they are extremely averse to dissent.
"I like you, I just want to help you, as for the rest, I can't say, but I will definitely not harm you!"
Mo Yan looked disappointed: "You really can't compare to Yan Qin'an." β
Even if she is a little clever, Luo Qiqing is too naΓ―ve.
Trust? Like?
Mo Yan felt tasteless and got up to leave.
Luo Qiqing looked at Mo Yan's back and gritted her teeth: "Yes, I have a secret, but Yan Qin'an also has it." If you check her, you'll find out more weirdness! β
Mo Yan glanced back at Luo Qiqing and left the secret prison with an expressionless face.
Yan Qin'an, hasn't he checked it?
I have checked, but I can find only a limited number of them, not to mention that there is a stable waiting house now.
Luo Qiqing didn't appear for a long time.
Mo Yan himself is a mascot prince, and for a while, he has not appeared in the capital.
Qin Jiao was demoted, not a raid.
Mrs. Qin and Qin Yanran followed, and Qin Yuanran stayed in the capital.
But Lin Qingyin has no interest in him now.
For a while, Lin Qingyin could open a store quietly.
I really feel that as a system, it is too difficult to defend dignity.
Qin Jiao's assassination of Lin Qingyin was widely discussed among the people of the capital.
There is no better ethics of the year than this.
Of course, Lin Qingyin added fuel to the fire.
This is simply perfect marketing, and the advertisement of Gan's Rouge Shop is just like that.
Outside Yan's Rouge Shop, Chu Yu stood and waited, and there was a carriage waiting beside him.
A daughter who bought rouge walked out of the shop and saw Chu Yu standing in the warm dusk.
"Little Marquis Chu, are you picking up Miss Yan back to her house again?"
Chu Yu nodded politely at them: "Hmm." β
A few daughters laughed and left.
"The corners of Chu Xiaohou's mouth just turned up."
"I pressed it down, but I didn't press it down."
"It's so innocent, when I went to Hualou before, didn't I really just eat wine?"
"In the end, one thing descends one thing."
Although Chu Yu is still stubborn, he is a young man and harmless.
Now no one in the capital knows that in order to please Yan Qin'an, Chu Yu used to have various shortcomings, but now he only has the heart of a teenager.
A few daughters glanced at each other: sour!
After Lin Qingyin got off work, she saw Chu Yu waiting for her with a carriage.
There was a carriage in Yan's mansion, and Wang Wu brought the carriage here.
Lin Qingyin got into his carriage, Chu Yu waved his hand helplessly to the guards, and the guards drove the carriage back to the house.
Chu Yu rode a horse and followed behind the body of the Yan Mansion.
"Little Marquis Chu is escorting Miss Yan back to her house again."
"I was wrong, I only liked Chu Xiaohou's face before, but now I find that Chu Xiaohou is worthy of liking everywhere."
"Boom."
A few monsters gathered together.