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Looking at the departing old woman, Ling Wushuang looked at the things in his hand, and the doubts in his heart came out one after another.
There was a purse lying on the palm of his hand, which was bright red, and there was a big word of joy written on it.
Could it be that I am going to the wedding feast? But if you want me to go to the wedding feast, at least tell me where is it? Who are the people?
Seeing that the old woman had already walked away and the young lady had not moved, Qingluo stepped forward and asked, "Miss, what's wrong?" ”
Hearing Qingluo's words, Ling Wushuang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say: "Eh..."
Before I could figure out what to say, I was startled by a scream from Qingluo.
I saw Qing Luo's face full of surprise, her eyes staring straight at the red purse in Ling Wu's hands, and said, "Miss, where did you come from, it couldn't be that old woman gave it to you just now, right?" ”
Seeing Qingluo's reaction, Ling Wushuang suddenly seemed to have found the answer, and hurriedly asked, "Qingluo, do you know where someone picked up the bride?" Just now the woman gave me this and ran away, saying nothing, which made me full of doubts. ”
Hearing her own young lady's words, Qingluo patted her head speechlessly, Miss didn't know anything, if she wasn't there, I was afraid that she would have been abducted a long time ago.
sighed, looked at the young lady who still looked puzzled, and said, "Miss, this is not to invite you to drink the wedding wine, but to introduce you to the son." ”
Listening to Qingluo's words, Ling Wushuang was suddenly embarrassed, stuffed his purse into Qingluo's arms, turned his head and left.
What the hell, it turned out to be to introduce me to a boyfriend, I thought it was to ask for a wedding drink, but I have someone I like.
Speaking of the person he liked, he remembered Ah Yue, who hadn't heard from him for a long time, Ling Wushuang temporarily changed his direction, thinking that it was better to go and take a look again to find out some news.
Qingluo caught up with Ling Wushuang, covering her mouth and laughing. It's really embarrassing to see my own lady.
Ling Wushuang deliberately put on a cold face, and said indifferently to Qingluo, who was still laughing, "Okay, don't laugh anymore, so many people, save me some face." ”
Looking at the young lady's embarrassment, Qingluo couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't laugh, don't laugh." ”
"You laugh, don't hold back, I'm going to go and take a look, you laugh slowly, I'll go first."
With that, the man walked straight forward. Qingluo remembered one thing at this time, Miss had sent a letter to Prince Qi before, and she hadn't received a reply for a long time, so she was afraid that she was in a hurry.
Seeing that the young lady had already walked away, and had no intention of waiting for herself, Qingluo hurriedly chased after her.
It didn't take long for Qingluo to catch up with her own lady, and the two of them came to Hao again.
As soon as the two stepped into the hall, a junior second greeted them: "Princess Wushuang, you are here, what do you want to eat today?" ”
Xiao Er followed behind Ling Wushuang, smiling enthusiastically.
Looking at the familiar Xiao Er, Ling Wushuang smiled and said, "I want to ask if your master has sent me a message." ”
Xiao Er smiled and said, "Yes, does Princess Wushuang want to see it now?" ”
Hearing the letter from Ah Yue, Ling Wushuang was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but think about why the letter had already arrived and came back, but it was not delivered to Ling's mansion.
"The tired little brother brought it to me, I'll wait on the second floor."
"Okay, princess Wushuang wait a minute."
Sitting in the private room, Ling Wushuang was a little anxious, drinking one glass of water after another.
"Knock knock, Miss Ling, the letter is here."
A man pushed the door and walked in, but it was not the same Xiao Er just now, but a different person.
The man walked in and placed the letter in front of Ling Wushuang.
"Miss Ling, my subordinate is the new shopkeeper who is coming back here, if you have any orders, just say it."
The person who came finished speaking very respectfully, and then stood there, no longer speaking, waiting for Ling Wushuang to give the order.
The current Ling Wushuang was not in the mood to scruple about others, and the moment he saw the letter, all his attention was focused on the letter.
She quickly opened the letter and quickly skimmed through its contents.
After a while, he raised his head again. Looking at the new shopkeeper in front of her, she chuckled and said, "What about the previous shopkeeper, why did you suddenly change the shopkeeper?" ”
Nanmen Yue explained to all his subordinates the importance of Ling Wushuang to him, so when Ling Wushuang asked about the former shopkeeper, the man did not hide it, and answered directly and truthfully: "Miss Huiling, two days ago, there was news from the palace, and the secret guard was urgently recruited to return to the house, and the former shopkeeper was also transferred back." Aoki kept me and seven other people in charge of protecting Miss Ling's safety. ”
Listening to the man's words, Ling Wushuang fell into deep thought.
Ah Yue suddenly summoned the secret guard back to the house, did something happen? But the letter said that he agreed with his opinion, and did not say anything else. But why, with Ah Yue's temperament, if he hadn't encountered any problems, how could he have made such a big transfer so easily.
As if thinking of something, Ling Wushuang raised his head suddenly, looked at the man, and asked, "When did this letter arrive?" ”
Faced with Ling Wushuang's question, the man replied respectfully: "The letter came a day ago." ”
Hearing that the letter had come a long time ago, but had not been delivered to her, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
"It arrived a day ago, why didn't you send it to Ling Mansion?"
Seeing Ling Wushuang's obviously somewhat wrong face, the man bent down and said respectfully: "Back to Miss Ling, it was the former shopkeeper who specially explained when Miss Ling would come to ask and when he would hand it over to Miss Ling." ”
The man's words made Ling Wushuang fall into one guess after another, and he took the letter and left the inn in a trance. Qingluo didn't know what was going on, but she saw that Miss's face suddenly became extremely bad, and she asked a few times but didn't get an answer, so she gave up and just stayed quietly by Miss's side.
One after another, the mistakes made Ling Wushuang's doubts more and more numerous. Why did you suddenly recruit the secret guards to return home? Why did you deliberately explain that the letter should be given to me when I asked for it? Why did you suddenly change the shopkeeper? These anomalies make people think about it less.
Restless, he returned to the Ling Mansion, and Ling Wushuang was restless in the Mansion.
After thinking about it, she still decided to use the power of the Qinglong card. Sitting in the courtyard, he took out the mini jade flute hanging around his neck and slowly put it to his mouth.
The sound of the flute was melodious and spread far away.
The assassin didn't make her wait long, and after a few seconds of the sound of the flute, a man of unknown men and women appeared in front of her, wrapped in black.
"The stab is here."
Listening to the voice, you can tell that it is a man. The man knelt down on one knee in front of Ling Wushuang, bowed his head, and quietly waited for the person in front of him to summon him to give him an order.
Seeing the man who appeared in front of him, Ling Wushuang stood up suddenly, walked in front of the man, and said anxiously: "I want to know all the recent news of the Qi Mansion of the Qi Kingdom of Qi Liguo, don't let it go at all, the sooner the better." ”
The man was expressionless and replied indifferently, "Yes." ”
After speaking, he disappeared into the courtyard in a flash.
After the man left, Ling Wushuang sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard again, picked up a cup of tea, and poured it all into his mouth. A few cups of tea in a row calmed her down a lot.