Chapter 795: The Suxiang Pavilion is closed
Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ รท small? Say โ', provide you with wonderful novels to read. Jiang Shiya really wanted to have a good meal, but she said no, so she didn't bother to fight anymore, anyway, she didn't invite her to save money.
Obviously, he said that he didn't allow it, and he immediately backed down, why did this man beat him upside down.
Didn't you say that the most vexatious thing is a woman, and the young master of the wind went out and made himself a woman?
"Wei Xianzhai, let's go."
Before Jiang Shiya could refute his words, Feng Zhongliu had already led her out with her.
The two iceberg beauties and Baili hurriedly followed, lost all the money, and always had to eat.
Who knew that the wind stopped in the middle of the flow, and glanced back at them in the cold light: "Yangchun and white snow, remember your duties, stay and watch the house for a hundred miles." โ
Baili lowered his head and rolled his eyes, young master, you don't treat it well, even if Yangchun Baixue is a secret guard, you can't follow this little follower of Mao's subordinates.
With you like this, you have a woman and forget your subordinates.
"I didn't say please you, I asked them to lose money."
As soon as Jiang Shiya's words came out, Baili and Yangchun Baixue suddenly burst into tears, and they knew that Miss Shiya was a kind-hearted person.
"Without the help of the deity, you think they will be willing to lose to you, and your little ability to compete with them will make you lose to the ground." It's not good, but it's true.
Jiang Shiya snorted lightly: "You really regard yourself as a fortune." โ
"Jiang Xiao Baozi!" The wind and the face darkened, and the dog in the Guogong Mansion was so fat that his stomach fell to the ground, and he could fall out of the oil when he walked.
She even compared him to that ugly dog, and she had to choose a Tibetan mastiff like Dabao Erbao for him......
Phew, he's stupid.
"I invited them, and you just took them in passing." Jiang Shiya pursed her lips.
Feng Zhongliu looked at the coldness in her eyes, and complained a little bitterly, if this woman really didn't take herself seriously at all.
Who can be blamed for this, it is all self-inflicted.
"Let's be together, then." The wind is helpless, in fact, he shouldn't go out of the house at this time, Han Chong's assassination attempt was unsuccessful, but I'm afraid that he will come again.
A hint of discoloration flashed in the wind in his eyes, and he took Jiang Shiya out of the door.
The two of them rode in the same carriage, and the streets in the evening were not noisy, but rather a little quiet when the tired birds were returning to their nests.
When the carriage passed by the Suxiang Pavilion, Jiang Shiya subconsciously lifted the curtain and looked at the gold-lettered signboard of Suxiang.
Feng Zhongliu went out today, I was afraid that I would really do something to Yin Lily and send her away.
After thinking about it, Jiang Shiya laughed sarcastically again, how could he be jealous of her, she was such a weak little bun.
It is estimated that I went to remind Yin Baihe that when I meet myself in the future, I will leave some affection for my subordinates.
The wind felt guilty about her, which she could feel.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have done so many things to put down her face, and sometimes, she thought that Feng Zhongliu had already known that she was pretending to be stupid and deliberately torturing him.
"What's wrong?" Feng Zhongliu secretly paid attention to her expression, knowing that the carriage had come to the Suxiang Pavilion.
Did she really want to use her own strength to kill Yin Lily?
With such a little hand as white as jade, who had caressed his soft, how could he let her get the blood of hatred.
Feng Zhongliu's hands were clenched into fists in his sleeves, and he was a little uncomfortable when he thought of the picture of coming to the incense hall before.
That woman, from his childhood to adulthood, he thought that she was his wife, the young master of the Falling Sky Pavilion, who would be with him to the end of the world, smiling proudly.
Can ...... now Wind in the middle of the flow of the fingernails into the palm of the hand.
Suddenly, he stretched out his big palm, took Jiang Shiya into his arms, and scolded in a low voice in his neck socket: "Jiang Xiaobao! Jiang Xiao Bun! You little thing who loves to toss, how can you make me so willing. โ
Jiang Shiya struggled a few times, but was hugged tighter by him, so she had no choice but to give up, I don't know what kind of wind the young master smoked again.
A few people finished their meal in Weixian Zhai, and the wind was going to have something to do, so Yangchun Baixue and Baili took Jiang Shiya home.
This time it was a hundred miles to catch the car, and Jiang Shiya and Yangchun Baixue were sitting in the carriage.
The carriage passed by the Suxiang Pavilion again, but found that the gate of the Suxiang Pavilion was closed, Jiang Shiya looked at the sky, night was coming soon, and the business of the Suxiang Pavilion for a day began immediately.
Why did you suddenly close the door.
"What happened to your base, why aren't you open?" Jiang Shiya asked Yang Chun Baixue strangely.
Yangchun Baixue shook her head: "The two subordinates have been secretly protecting the girl these days, and they don't know anything about the affairs in the pavilion. โ
The two of them also looked over, and they also felt that there were some problems, and they wanted to go down to take a look, but because they had the responsibility to protect Jiang Shiya, they didn't dare to leave easily.
"Baili, park." Jiang Shiya always felt that this thing was strange.
It wouldn't be for the safety of Yin Lily that Feng Zhongliu planned to close the stronghold on this side of the Imperial City, right?
Baili's voice came from the front, and he asked strangely, "Miss Shiya, what happened?" โ
"Do you know about the closure of the Suxiang Pavilion?" Jiang Shiya asked curiously.
Baili frowned slightly, speculating in his heart about the young master's thoughts, the young master knew that Han Zhong might come to hurt Miss Shiya again, but he still agreed to come out to eat in Weixian Zhai.
Could it be that the young master actually wants Miss Shiya to know about that?
Baili thought for a while and said, "Something happened to the Suxiang Pavilion. โ
"What?" Jiang Shiya felt strange, even if there were a few lives in the Suxiang Pavilion, the Falling Sky Pavilion could solve it unconsciously.
Why do you need to close the door like this?
"This, it's about the inside of the Falling Sky Pavilion, and it's hard for subordinates to reveal it." Baili looked a little embarrassed.
"Hmph, your young master's token is still in Yuwang's Mansion, if you don't answer me, I can find out with the young master's order."
Jiang Shiya snorted lightly, there must be something strange in it, if she doesn't figure it out, she will definitely scratch her heart with ten thousand claws, and she won't be able to sleep at night.
Even if Feng Zhongliu wants to secretly send Yin Baihe away from the monitoring of King Yu's mansion, he doesn't have to close the Suxiangfang.
Something big must be happening.
"Miss Shiya, my subordinates really don't dare to say it, if you want to know, you should wait for the young master to come back and ask him in person."
A smile flashed at the corner of Baili's mouth, young master, my subordinates can only help you get here.
"Go back, I'm going to take a look at the Suxiang Pavilion." Go and see if anyone is empty.
"Miss Shiya, let's go back quickly, Han Chong will come to kill you again if he doesn't succeed once."
Why is the little bun girl so willful, the young master Keqian told him to return to Yuwang's Mansion as soon as possible and give him ten thousand lives, and he didn't dare to take Miss Shiya to the Suxiang Pavilion.
Hearing the cold, Jiang Shiya's petite body couldn't help but tremble, recalling the shocking scene that day, her life was important, so she should go back to the palace first.
To know what happened, just ask Princess Yu when the time comes, anyway, the intelligence clues of the Heavenly Pavilion will not be worse than the Falling Heavenly Pavilion. Reading, a better reading experience.