Predictable. Chen Yao snorted, tilted his head slightly, and the guards on the side pulled out the scabbard of the sword on his waist, and for a while, the room was full of shining metal.

Hu Daochang swallowed his saliva, looked nervously at Chen Yao, who was about to move, and then at Shanshan, sighed, and said with a bitter face: "For so long, I have been writing letters to the lady and concubine of the boudoir, such as planting blame and fornication, and I have never received such a job, and it will not end well at first glance...... But the pay is too rich, that's five chests of gold! ”

"Who wants to hear you say this!" Rouge whispered, "Get down to business!" ”

Hu Daochang said resignedly: "I really don't know who asked me to write it, I just took the money and helped him write it."

"Mrs. Shang Shuling's temper is a little violent" Chapter 63: The fog is heavy and the hand is hitting, please wait a while,

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