"Heh, does she really think that the Marquis of Anding Mansion can protect her?"

Andinghou not only sued him, but also sued the little girl next to Hewang, isn't this an indirect relationship with Wang?

He designed Luo Qiqing to go to Xiangguo Temple, with the original intention of wanting to extinguish his mouth.

But looking at it now, Yan Qin'an and Luo Qiqing are not all the way.

The emperor is now eager to make trouble in the Marquis Mansion, so he is waiting to get rid of the troubles!

But what happened to the Marquis of Anding Mansion in the end has nothing to do with the current Qinjiao.

Qin Jiao was relegated to a poor small county in Bashu, and soon after, he was about to set off.

Qin Yanran sneaked out of the Qin Mansion, her eyes were red, but she was wearing a curtain fence, and no one could see it.

Qin Yanran walked to a mansion on Bihai Street, and was about to knock on the door, when a man in black suddenly fell in front of her.

Qin Yanran was taken aback.

"Miss Qin, our young lady is not here."

Qin Yanran glanced at this attendant, she had never seen this attendant beside Yan Qin'an.

"I don't believe it!"

"Not really."

Qin Yanran came here to ask for the truth, Lin Qingyin is not here, where is she willing?

But the attendant stopped her, and she couldn't get in.

"Miss Qin, as soon as you jump out of the game, you will know what the truth is."

The attendant glanced at Qin Yanran, and then jumped back into the tree.

This is the second time Qin Yanran has been photographed by a look.

-

Lin Qingyin was dragged by Shen Jingshu to Yuntianju to relax.

The story written by Shen Jingshu was selected by Yun Tianju, and she will perform on the stage today.

"I'll tell you, when I was invited backstage and found out that the people who helped were girls, I was surprised."

There is no place where there are more girls than boys.

"Both men and women in Yuntianju have the opportunity to improve themselves, didn't Sister Shen find out?"

"It's good to have found out."

Shen Jingshu didn't forget to look at Lin Qingyin's expression, but Lin Qingyin's face was expressionless.

I don't know if it's all in my heart, or if I really don't care.

"Sister Shen, I really don't care."

Shen Jingshu let out an "ah".

"Leaving the Qin Mansion, I can live a better life, which is a good thing."

The drama on the stage has begun.

At the end of the play, the girls were very excited, because Shen Jingshu wrote a cookie.

Not to mention those performers who have profound skills and play into people's hearts.

Lin Qingyin and Shen Jingshu were separated at the door of Yuntianju.

Shen Jingshu sat in the carriage, and recalled in her mind that when the play ended, the girl had a warm smile in her eyebrows: "But I can't forget." ”

It is not to be forgotten, who can forget such a tragic thing?

The diners walked out of Yuntianju with satisfaction: "What's going on in Deshou Lou these days?" There are no new dishes left. ”

In the past, when Yuntianju couldn't squeeze in, they would also go to Deshou Lou to try it.

"Who knows, maybe it won't be able to be studied."

The sound of discussion fell into Lin Qingyin's ears.

"Stupid, is there something wrong with the plot?"

She thinks that the heroine should still be able to jump.

[Warning: There are major deviations in the plot]

[Warning: The male and female protagonists become opposites]

……

The warning on the screen scared Zero Zero, who cares about the question Lin Qingyin asked!

Oh, something really went wrong.

Lin Qingyin thought silently.

It seems that Luo Qiqing really went out of Beijing that day, and then was suspected by Mo Yan.

I don't know what she's playing with now.

-

and the royal palace.

In the Prison.

Luo Qiqing was placed on the cross and looked ahead in disbelief.

In the dim and gloomy prison, rare and expensive pear blossom wooden chairs are placed in the middle, and the man in gorgeous clothes sits leisurely, not stained with dust.

"Ah Yan, you, what are you going to do to me?"

Mo Yan in the pear blossom wooden chair raised his hand lazily, and his subordinates respectfully retreated.

"Luo Qiqing?"

Mo Yan's voice sounded in the prison.

"This king asks his subordinates to find out the best information, but these questions have to be asked to you personally."