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"Hmm." Leng Huaping responded very obediently, went back to the room and tore off the mask of his face, and lived the same life as Xiao Jiuzhong in the Cold Mansion.

It wasn't until Xiao Jiuzhong left the next day that Leng Huaping put on her human skin mask again.

In the afternoon, when Leng Huaping was studying chess in his room, Hai Feng led Murong Shi to pass by.

"Childe, Lord Murong is here to find you." After Hai Feng finished speaking, he naturally left, and Murong Shijing still came to the room of the cold painting screen as usual.

"Little Si, why did you come back to the capital and stand in such a shabby house, it's a lot worse than your Meiluo Courtyard!" Murong Shijing said, after all, he has seen all kinds of houses in the capital, and this cold mansion in the cold painting screen is indeed not a little shabby.

"I don't have a lot of people around me, and I don't need a big house." Leng Huaping raised his head, so that Murong Shijing could clearly see her appearance with a human skin mask.

Surprised, he came over and touched Leng Huaping's beard: "The last time I was in my house was too hasty, I really didn't have the opportunity to ask you where the human skin mask came from, it's so fun." If you hadn't come up with the invitation, I really wouldn't have thought you would be a junior. ”

Leng Huaping was not annoyed and let Murong Shijing touch it, "I was a little anxious last time. ”

"You still said that when you left, you didn't tell me where the cold mansion was, so I had a good meal these days." Murong said dissatisfiedly.

"I left in a hurry that day, and I really forgot to tell you, I've been busy these days, don't be surprised by the time!" Leng Huaping said to your Murong Shijing with a smile.

This face looked at Murong Shijing a little unfamiliar, but Leng Huaping's familiar tone still made her say: "Forget it, I'm just talking." ”

"It's still a good time." Leng Huaping smiled, knowing that Murong Shijing would not be pregnant with her.

"But you've been in the cold mansion for the past few days, haven't you gone back?" Murong Shijing asked suddenly.

"My current identity is not the Miss of the Leng family, so naturally I will not go back. What's wrong, what's the matter? Leng Huaping always felt that Murong Shijing would not ask such a question knowingly for no reason, and thought that he would come to ask her about Leng Qingfeng.

"Well, it's nothing. I don't seem to have seen your brother much lately! Murong Shijing blushed and lowered her head, but still asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"Oh~ It turns out that you are a drunkard, and you don't mean to drink!" The cold painting screen pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

As soon as Murong Shijing looked up and saw Leng Huaping's funny eyes, he knew that Leng Huaping had already known the purpose of his coming, and said unhappily: "You are still teasing me!" ”

"Okay, good, don't tease you." Leng Huaping put back the chess pieces on the chessboard one by one, "My brother won the champion last year, so naturally he became the teacher of the Eighth Emperor in accordance with the emperor's previous will." ”

"I heard that the Eighth Emperor prayed for the emperor in the Huangjue Temple, and I think my brother is also in the Huangjue Temple, how can you see it in the capital?" Leng Huaping asked rhetorically.

"I see, I forgot that there was such a thing." Murong Shijing reacted at this time, and said wryly at the cold painting screen: "Little Four, if I go to Huangjue Temple to find your brother, what will you think in your heart?" ”

Murong Shijing still cares a lot about Leng Huaping's opinion.

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