Qiuguang's face twitched, and he hurriedly asked, "Miss, my subordinates just don't understand why they have to kill them." Obviously, they didn't know the identity of the young lady, not to mention that the young lady beat them twice! ”

"Do you think that's why I want to kill them!" Leng Huaping suddenly looked at Qiuguang seriously and nodded solemnly.

"Qiuguang, there are some things I only say once."

"I'd rather die than let them insult the people I care about."

"Got it?"

Her fairy-like eldest sister, such filthy words from their mouths again and again were mixed with her, how could she bear it!

Qiuguang stared at the cold painting screen for a long time, and before she could be shocked by her words, the silver candle came in.

"Miss, Xiangye went to the East Jade Pavilion tonight."

"Humph! After banning her feet for so long, she should be in a hurry! Leng Huaping said understandingly, and looked lazy again.

Silver Candle glanced at Qiuguang and asked inexplicably: "Qiuguang, why haven't you left yet!" ”

Qiuguang came back to his senses and said to Leng Huaping: "My subordinates understand. ”

"In addition, during the day, the subordinates found out that the source of the rumors was not just the four of them! The largest source is in the south of the city, the Bingluo Pavilion. When Qiuguang said, he also deliberately glanced at the cold painting screen.

"Bingluo Pavilion!" Leng Huaping frowned and thought about the Bingluo Pavilion.

The Bingluo Pavilion is the largest Chu Pavilion in Kyoto City, and unlike other Qinglou, the Bingluo Pavilion is not a girl, and the eyebrows are clear.

No wonder! No wonder she was obviously grounded in her previous life, and she couldn't stop Aunt Cui and Leng Yuping at all, but there were still rumors about Leng Yinping's reputation! I didn't expect it to have something to do with the Bingluo Pavilion!

It's just that I don't know what kind of grudge this Bingluo Pavilion has with Leng Yinping, so slandering Leng Yinping.

Leng Huaping looked at Qiuguang and said indifferently: "Come here again tomorrow night, let's go to Bingluo Pavilion!" ”

"Miss, no!" This Bingluo Pavilion is not a place where the cold painting screen can go, and Silver Candle hurriedly stopped it.

Leng Huaping ignored the voice of the silver candle, and Qiuguang said again: "Find a men's outfit that suits me." ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired."

As soon as Qiuguang left, Silver Candle hurriedly persuaded: "Miss, that Bingluo Pavilion is not the place for Miss to go!" ”

When Leng Huaping heard it, he just said faintly: "Silver Candle, my decision will not be changed in general, and you should not try to change my decision." ”

Seeing that the silver candle still had something to say, Leng Huaping added: "No matter where the Bingluo Pavilion is, I must find out." ”

Listening to Leng Huaping's firm words, Yin Zhu knew that it was useless to say more, so he had to close his mouth and wait for Leng Huaping to rest.

Leng Huaping fell asleep without thinking too much, because she knew that there would be another beast and tiger waiting for her tomorrow.

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The morning light, the morning mist is misty, fascinating people's eyes.

Leng Huaping saw this mist early in the morning, "It's really easy to do things on a foggy day." ”

And she saw Silver Candle come in with a bunch of maids and wash her. Leng Huaping sat quietly in front of the dresser, staring at the face in the bronze mirror.

Moth's eyebrows are pink, her eyes are charming and charming, her beautiful nose, reddened cheeks, and thin and delicate lips are all carved on her goose egg face, and she looks back and smiles lightly. It's really looking back and smiling at Xinghua.

Taste the peerless color, and restore the posture of the city.

Silver Candle looked at her young lady, and this sentence somehow came out of her mind.

Silver Candle took a handful of green jade hairpins for Leng Huaping, and was about to bring them to her head, but was stopped by Leng Huaping and said, "Just bring the pomegranate hairpin that my grandmother gave me!" ”

"However, Miss, you are still in mourning, and it is not suitable to bring such a red hairpin. What's more, Aunt Cui and Miss San were grounded by the prime minister, and it will make them criticize you if you bring them over like this. Silver Candle said worriedly, and there was no movement in his hands.

"All I want is for them to talk about me in front of my grandmother!" A smile bloomed on Leng Huaping's face, "Let's go." ”