Today, Zhao Yuqing has been pouring wine all the time, maybe that incident is the reason for his depression, she can't let him use wine to drown his sorrows like this.

Chu Yanran patted his arm and said with good words: "Yuqing, can you drink less?" ”

"Leave me alone!" Zhao Yuqing was obviously impatient.

Chu Yanran cautiously asked, "Why are you upset?" Isn't it the ...... in the house?"

Bang......

The white jade wine glass was slammed to the ground by him, shattering to the ground in an instant, and it also stopped Chu Yanran's words before he could ask.

Zhao Yuqing stood up, glared at Chu Yanran coldly, and left without looking back.

Chu Yanran was stupefied by his sudden move, although Yuqing usually doesn't talk much, she has always been gentle to her, and she has never been angry, and now it can be seen that she is really angry.

Chu Yanran sat on the ground, smiling bitterly, laughing at herself.

What is she, she is just a Qinglou woman, such a lowly identity, she didn't know how to ask about his family affairs, and she really managed too much.

She wore pear blossoms on her face, comforting herself, thinking that maybe it was the things in Yuqing's family that upset him, and he would be so abnormal today.

It's just that Yuqing's eyes just now were too harsh, and I don't know if he will come to her again in the future.

***

Zhao Yuqing was depressed in her heart and had nowhere to vent, she originally wanted Chu Yanran to borrow wine to kill her sorrows, but she didn't expect that she wouldn't open which pot to mention, it was simply adding fuel to the fire, so how could he not be annoyed.

The angry Zhao Yuqing rushed out of the Yihong Pavilion, he couldn't guarantee that he would stay any longer, and whether he could maintain his usual calmness.

After tidying up the crescent-colored robe with some wrinkles, Zhao Yuqing wanted to find another place to go and find a quiet place to drink again, but as soon as he raised his feet, he saw a black shadow suddenly flash out from the adjacent street.

Although it was only a flash, he still saw that the man had a jade flute inserted in his waist.

Thinking of the recent rumors of seeing "Jade Xiaozi" in Lin'an City, Zhao Yuqing instantly woke up seven points from alcohol.

He frowned slightly, pinched his chin with interest, made a decision in an instant, and cautiously followed.

The purpose of the man in black was quite clear, and the destination was actually the mansion of the left minister in the east of the city, Zhao Yuqing was stunned, and couldn't help but have black lines on his head.

This thief is too bold, and if he wants to pretend to be a "jade flute", he doesn't inquire first, although the security level of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion is not as strict as that of the palace, but it is not comparable to ordinary officials.

And the back of this thief looks thin, and he wants to break into the prime minister's mansion alone, which is really too overwhelming, Zhao Yuqing has to pinch a cold sweat for him in the back.

Xiang Jinmao hid in the dark, carefully observed the situation around the Xiangfu, and found that there was nothing unusual, so she came to the back alley on the left side of the Xiangfu.

That day, Xiang Jin and Huo Zhan walked all the way from the West Market and found that this prime minister's mansion was beautifully cultivated.

When she was in Maozhou, Xiang Jin heard the old man mention this Zuo Xiang, she didn't have a good impression of him, and now when she saw his mansion, she was even more suspicious, thinking that Zuo Xiang would not be a good person, and he must have scavenged a lot of people's fat and ointment, so that the mansion would be so luxurious.

So Xiang Jin decided to take this place as her next target at that time, but when Huo Zhan heard about her idea, he didn't agree with it, saying that the guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion were so powerful that they would never let her take risks.

Xiang Jin didn't want to get entangled with Huo Zhan's stupid scholar, so she disobeyed her, and obediently agreed to give up stealing from the Prime Minister's Mansion on the surface, but in fact, how could she be willing.