Emperor worry-free: "......"

Brother Huang, you actually gave your future brother-in-law a visit to the Qinglou at public expense!

You're done!

You'll regret it!

**

Pinhua Building, Ten Flower Pavilion.

The Ten Flower Pavilion is the boudoir of the Oiran Feng Qianqian.

"Is that you?" Miss Feng Qianqian is still beautiful, her face is bullying frost and snow, her temperament is noble and cold, she is dazzling in red, like a flame wrapped in ice and snow, when she saw her, she raised her eyebrows.

Xi Liangxian smiled back, "It's exactly below." ”

The two looked at each other.

Invisibly, there is something tacit.

A man dressed as a woman, a woman dressed as a man, both fakes.

This look is a decision not to break each other.

However, such a look at each other in the eyes of Emperor Wuwu is another meaning.

It's clearly -

You and I are nong, the affection is long, it is difficult to give up, dry wood and fire......

Emperor worry-free: angry into a pufferfish!

Fortunately, this princess is here today, otherwise the future concubine will be hooked away by Feng Qianqian, the vixen!

Emperor Wuwu coughed and reminded solemnly, "Brother Su, don't you have something to ask Miss Feng Qianqian?" ”

"Oh, yes." Xiliang Immortal went straight to the point and explained his intentions, "Miss Feng, have you recently received a crested hairpin from a guest?" ”

Feng Qianqian's black eyebrows raised a cold arc upward, and a slight smile flashed in her eyes, "Why, Su Gongzi is also interested in women's jewelry?" ”

is clearly laughing at her for dressing up as a man, what she is pretending to be.

Xi Liangxian said with a righteous face, "That's not it, the crested hairpin is the property of the princess of the pearl of Prince Ying's mansion, but the lord of the pearl has been missing for almost seven days recently - it is a matter of the woman's reputation, and Miss Wangfeng should not mention the disappearance of the county lord to anyone." ”

Feng Qianqian nodded with cold eyebrows, summoned the maid, and brought the crested hairpin over, "But this thing?" ”

Xiliangxian took the hairpin in his hand, only to see that the hairpin was exquisite, the workmanship was delicate, and the dotted emerald process on it could not be reproduced by many modern machines.

"It should be."

Xiliang Xian said with a smile, "It's just that I heard that the crested hairpin is the only one in the east, why did Miss Feng put this hairpin in her makeup?" This is not like an ordinary woman, or does Miss Feng not love red makeup? ”

She is not such a kind and generous person, Feng Qianqian, a big woman in women's clothing, dares to laugh at her, so she has to be ready to be ridiculed by her.

Feng Qianqian sat in front of the guqin and gave Xi Liangxian a look faintly.

Death warning .jpg

Xiliang Xian's heart was furious, and she remembered that this women's clothing boss hiding in the Pinhua Building as an Oiran was not a hobby, but to hide the identity of the killer, and his hands were stained with blood and human life.

She decided to be a human being and didn't dare to twist the tiger's whiskers again.

Xi Liangxian changed the topic, or rather, to get back to business, "Miss Feng, can you remember, who gave this crested hairpin?" ”

"The clothes and ornaments given by the guests are generally collected by the slaves, and the girl herself does not know, what does this son have to ask the slaves." But the one who spoke was a maid.

According to the maid, many guests smiled for Bo Huakui Feng Qianqian, and presented jewelry, famous paintings, ancient scrolls, and golden jade clothes, even if Feng Qianqian did not see them, the guests were also willing to give gifts, and they were haunted by Feng Qianqian's soul.

Feng Qianqian herself doesn't take care of these mundane things, half of them are handed over to Pinhualou's mother, and the other half is handed over to this maid named Mo'er for safekeeping.

That night, a wealthy businessman came with a crested hairpin in a high-profile manner, saying that such a gift Feng Qianqian girl must like, but no one even saw him in person, and did not remember him.

In this regard, Xi Liangxian just wants to say-

Lick the dog lick the dog, lick to the end, and there is nothing left!

——

Ask for a commuter pass.

I saw a little princess asking in the comment area.,Let's talk about it here.,Just look at this ancient proverb as a plane that is about to wear a long number of words.,Originally, the framework was quite big and long.,But the results are really bad.,The author's mentality is a little broken.,The state of writing a book recently is not quite right.,Often cardinal.。 But I'll try to give this book a happy ending. About the ghost-faced regent, this is the story line of the Northern Desert, and the lustful and shameless Three Princesses of the Red-sleeved Lady Zunguo, originally planned to open a new writing series separately, or described in the extras, this book is mainly about the story of the East Linguo.

Thank you to the little princesses who have always seen that they have not abandoned the book now, bow.