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"And after that?" The cold painting screen didn't laugh too much.

"Later, when your father and an aunt dared to enter your house, then I could only be hugged by her first." Yin Jin sighed and then continued, "Then I looked ahead and looked in this prime minister's mansion, and when I saw a secluded room, I put someone in it, and then I found you." ”

"A secluded hut?" Leng Huaping remembers that there are indeed many secluded places in Xiangfu, but there are not many secluded small houses.

"Where did you throw him?" Leng Huaping had a hunch that the secluded room was very likely to ......

"It's in the southwest of this courtyard, and the smell of sandalwood is everywhere, I can't get used to it, but I think that the person can smell a little sober!" Yin Jin said innocently.

Otherwise, Leng Huaping would have thought that he had deliberately put people in Leng Yuping's small Buddha hall.

"Uncle Yin, you're doing really well." Leng Huaping couldn't help but praise, no matter who did it, she always had to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and she couldn't help Aunt Cui.

"Really?" Before Yin Jin came, he thought that he had messed up the matter of the cold painting screen, "By the way, the playboy said, I hope you can continue with him drunk, the time is tomorrow afternoon, and the location remains the same." ”

Yin Jin originally wanted to try his luck to see if Leng Huaping had fallen asleep, but now he told him directly, that is, there was nothing to do.

In the past, when he was in the prison, there was the sound of interrogation in the middle of the night, and the slightest desolate wailing made him unable to sleep all night, so he had to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, which became a habit over time.

"Okay, since you know, I'll go back first."

Leng Huaping nodded, no objection. Looking at the approaching torches, he was very calm.

Indeed, it is not good for Uncle Yin to stay here, after all, the next thing is not easy to control.

Soon, the purity of Yuciyuan was disturbed again, and the old lady woke up from her sleep, and she had no good temperament for a long time.

The tiger looked at his eldest son with a face, Leng Shanshui, who is now the prime minister, and the little concubine who stayed beside him: Aunt Zhao.

When Leng Huaping rushed over, it really made this scene jump, she always thought that Aunt Cui was going to frame her, after all, it was also Aunt Cui's action when she lost herself to Zhou Yuming, the king of Chu. didn't expect it to be Aunt Zhao this time.

"Dad, why did you come to Grandmother?" When the cold painting screen looked at the cold landscape, he still looked puzzled.

The old lady looked at the cold painting screen with a pair of sharp eyes, and did not speak, she had her own plans in her heart.

"Painting screen," Obviously, Leng Shanshui was also surprised to see Leng Huaping here, "Why are you here with the old lady tonight?" ”

Leng Huaping didn't know how to explain, a pair of eyes for help looked at the old lady, and the old lady replied: "I saw that the painting screen was sick for the past few days, so I asked Mama Chang to take care of the painting screen for two days, what's wrong?" Do I still have to ask you for advice? ”

When the old lady said this, Leng Shanshui sweated like rain. If this should go down, isn't it just saying that he is not filial?

"My son didn't dare, but when he just went to Meiluo Courtyard, he didn't see the picture screen, so he sent someone from each courtyard to check it." Leng Shanshui said apologetically: "It's my son's son who disturbed my mother's sleep." ”

"What is Dad doing in my yard, is there something wrong with looking for a picture screen? But it was already the middle of the night. Leng Huaping didn't seem to want Leng Shanshui to go back so easily, she had to know what this person was doing.

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