Chapter 218: Dynasty Emperor Shang (3)

After scolding, he stood up: "Ahem." ”

Zero-Zero's throat cleared in his mind, and when Lin Qingyin heard it, he had a gut feeling that Zero-Zero's wanton was going crazy.

The young man's voice was lowered, and the words he said were depressed: "She, originally the daughter of the Yan family in Wuzhou, had an accident and lost her parents, she survived among jackals, tigers and leopards, the trip to the capital, is it a conspiracy or a chance?" "Hee-hee-hee.

Lin Qingyin: ......

"He is a merry little marquis, and he ...... each other once"

Smack.

Your host unilaterally cuts off the call.

Zero-Zero: ...... You've lost a chance to listen to the writer's recitation!

An encounter that intersects him with the trajectory of her destiny is a prelude to darkness or a fateful marriage!

Lin Qingyin reconnected with the call: "Where's my golden finger?" ”

Zero Zero was shocked on the spot.

Your gold finger is so big, and you still ask me for a gold finger?!

I didn't punish you, why did I give you a golden finger?!

"No gold finger is no gold finger! If you fall in love with the Great Demon King, I can ......"

Your host refuses to talk to you again.

Zero-Zero: ......

Scumbag! Scumbag scumbag!

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Outside the capital, two fast horses entered Beijing.

Chu Yu was still riding in front: "Go!" Go to Cloud Residences! ”

Yuntianju is a newly rising restaurant, which has been renamed for nearly half a year, in which the cold wine, the wide range of food, and the face of beauty make people linger.

It's just that the new owner of Yuntianju is mysterious and never reveals his identity.

Chu Yu and Xiao Youzhi arrived at the door of Yuntianju and found that the restaurant was closed and closed today.

Chu Yu frowned and silently glanced at Yun Tianju up and down.

Xiao Youzhi groaned: "It's the first time I've seen Yuntianju shut down. ”

When the words fell, the door of Yuntianju just opened, and a small child walked out.

The boy removed the wooden sign from the door and replaced it with a new one.

"Little Marquis, Squire, the interior of Yuntianju has been redecorated and closed for ten years."

Xiao Tong saw Chu Yu and Xiao Youzhi in front of the door, explained, and then retracted behind the door.

The closure time of Yuntianju has been changed from one day to ten days.

"Let's go to Deoksugul." Xiao Youzhi's proposal.

Deokshou House and Yuntianju are on the same street, not close, but not far away.

Chu Yu withdrew his gaze that fell on the wooden sign of Yuntianju, pulled the reins, and turned to Deshou Tower.

In the private room on the second floor of Deshou Building, Chu Yu and Xiao Youzhi sat opposite each other, with fine wine and side dishes on the table.

The long, grounded carved window is open, allowing a gentle breeze to enter the room.

There was a carriage passing downstairs, Chu Yu turned his wine glass, a pair of phoenix eyes slanted slightly, and the bright brilliance flowed in his eyes.

"It's the girl." The Way of Xiao You.

Chu Yu retracted his gaze, and after the wine glass turned around again, the rim of the glass was handed to Zhu's lips.

He took a sip, then placed the cup on the table, his movements flowing throughout.

"Why haven't you served the appetizers yet?"

The curtain of the carriage swayed rhythmically along the wide streets.

In the carriage, Lin Qingyin seemed to feel something, and looked sideways somewhere on the second floor of Deshou Building.

The girl smiled slightly, soft and moist, as if the spring breeze was blowing, and the mountain flowers bloomed shyly.

"Side quest one, let's give him a little hardship, how to say it, it also indirectly led to Yan Qin'an's death."

Zero-Zero: ......

I feel that what you said is not the little bitterness that I understand, and that sooner or later I will have the evidence.

"But maybe I'll be soft-hearted." Lin Qingyin was slightly distressed.

Zero: Meow meow?

Zero-Zero-Wanton thinks that the virus is simply telling ghost stories.

When the virus appeared in the system space, it didn't mention the people of the last world.