From the woman's charming phoenix eyes, Ye Qinghuan saw a touch of curiosity and inquiry, but there was no jealousy.

So, Ye Qinghuan understood that her dear Ninth Uncle must have told this woman about her, so she smiled generously: "Are you my Ninth Uncle's pink confidante?" ”

"Wan'er doesn't dare to be." A flash of panic quickly flashed on the other party's face, and he hurriedly got up and saluted to Ye Qinghuan: "The little county lord has raised Ai Wan'er." ”

Wan'er? Ye Qinghuan looked at Murong Jiu with an inquiring gaze.

The dear Nine Emperor Uncle was not stingy, and introduced Ye Qinghuan in a light voice: "Her name is Ding Wan, and she is the daughter of a deputy general of this king. ”

The daughter of a lieutenant?

Ye Qinghuan blinked: "It turns out that Uncle Nine has a special hobby of being mean to his subordinates?" ”

The daughter of a dignified deputy general, or a deputy general under the Nine Emperor Uncles, at least in the capital, is it also the type to swagger sideways, right? Why did even her daughter sell to the Qinglou?

I don't want to think about it, there must be a hidden secret!

"The little county lord misunderstood." Ding Wan hurriedly clarified for Murong Jiu, "My father died on the battlefield in his early years and sacrificed his life for the country, Uncle Nine Emperor wanted to arrange a place for Wan'er, but Wan'er didn't want it herself." ”

Ye Qinghuan let out a thoughtful 'hmm', and said with a smile: "So, it's also your own idea to enter Tianxiang Building?" ”

“…… Yes. Ding Wan bit her lip slightly, and an embarrassed look appeared on her face.

A good woman, it is not a glorious thing to enter the Qinglou, not to mention that she still asks for it.

"Do you sell your art?" Ye Qinghuan continued to ask.

Ding Wan looked at the Nine Emperor Uncle as if asking for help, but saw that the Nine Emperor Uncle's face did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations, and he played with the jade cup in his hand lightly, his eyes seemed to be glued to the face of the little county lord, and he never moved away for a moment.

Suddenly, Ding Wan knew that this little county lord was really as rumored, and he was deeply favored by the Nine Emperor Uncles, and he couldn't be offended.

So, she had no choice but to lower her eyes and answer, "Yes, little county lord." ”

"The daughter of the adjutant general...... Invite yourself into Tianxiang Building...... Selling your art is not selling your body......" A faint understanding appeared on Ye Qinghuan's face, but he didn't continue to poke it down.

She smiled sweetly and walked towards the Nine Emperor Uncles: "Ninth Uncle, I have something to ask you!" ”

"Huh?" Murong Jiu glanced at her and motioned for her to sit down, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she didn't seem to rule out coming to Tianxiang Tower to find him.

Ye Qinghuan was suddenly in a good mood, but she glanced at Ding Wan and coughed lightly: "Uncle Nine, I want to ask about the Holy Lotus." ”

Murong Jiu's expression was slightly dark, thinking of last night's incident, a touch of gloom flashed on his handsome face, and when he waved his robe sleeves at Ding Wan, he signaled Ding Wan to retreat first.

"Nine Emperor Uncle, Little County Lord, Wan'er has retired first." Ding Wan felt a little aggrieved in her heart, she was still treated as an outsider!

After Ding Wan retreated and the door was closed, Ye Qinghuan looked at the Nine Emperor Uncle for a while, and said coldly: "I have already confirmed with the imperial doctor, it is impossible for the Silver Wing Immortal Lotus to be contaminated with any poison when it grows, let alone the Holy Lotus." ”

Murong Jiu suddenly burst out with a cold aura, and the momentum on his handsome face was cold and compelling, making people dare not look directly.

"Huanhuan mean, someone did it?" Murong Jiu's tone was low and cold, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Do you need to ask? Dear Uncle Nine. Ye Qinghuan showed a scalp-numbing smile: "Which bastard told Uncle Nine that I practiced the martial arts of Yin to Cold, and with the cold of the thousand-year-old cold cave, I could get rid of the Hatred Spring within three years?" ”

Murong Jiufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, is this person......