Chapter 3: The Battle of the South China Sea Section 2: Prisoners (4)
(iv)
"The breeze is blowing, how many infatuated sons are sent away. ”
"Tenderness and warmth, welcome in and out of the building. ”
"Déjà vu"
Bai Tiao stood opposite the Style Xuan, looking at a couplet engraved on the door, and immediately confirmed his previous speculation.
In the entire Donghua Empire, she should be the only one who has such a talented Qinglou boss.
Bai Tiao hid his figure and walked into the amorous pavilion.
Rich fat powder flavor.
The sound of intertwined silk and bamboo.
Noisy gibberish.
I finally felt like home again.
The emotions that have been built up since childhood are so deep-rooted.
I really want to swagger in.
However, in order to avoid startling the snake, I can only be so wronged myself.
Bai Tiao felt aggrieved as he walked.
is worthy of being the same behind-the-scenes boss, and even the layout is basically the same.
Shirojo walked around the antechamber for about seven or eight minutes before coming to the door of a garden.
In the middle of the garden stand seven or eight small buildings with unique shapes.
The white strip walked to the middle one.
This should be where the top card is.
Going up to the second floor, Shiraim raised his eyes to peek into the room.
A young woman is reclining in her seat, flipping through a book.
Bai Tiao canceled his invisibility, pushed the door and walked in.
"Huh?"
The woman didn't show a surprised expression, but just raised her head and looked at Bai Tiao curiously.
Shirojo turned back and closed the door, walked slowly forward, and sat down across from the woman.
The eyebrows are clear and beautiful, gentle and tactful, a good and pitiful woman, tender like water.
"What do you call a girl?"
"Little woman Chuchu, I don't know what to call the guest?"
The voice is tactful and listening, the demeanor is lazy and supple, and Bai Tiao can't help but be excited.
Mrs. Qingya, sure enough!
"Under the white bar. ”
"Bai Tiao, is it the rumored Mr. Bai?"
Chu Chu's eyes shone brightly.
"It's down there. ”
The little woman was terrified. ”
Chu Chu approached Bai Tiao and reached out to grab Bai Tiao's hand.
Bai Tiao looked at Chu Chu happily, looking calm and relaxed.
After a while, Chu Chu hurriedly let go.
"It's really Mr. who has arrived, Chu Chu has seen Mr. ”
Chu Chu stood up and bowed deeply to Bai Tiao.
Since Mrs. Qingya knew about the existence of the Demon King, she naturally knew something about the Demon King's abilities, and it was naturally impossible for the most powerful girl under her to not know.
"Girls don't have to be polite. ”
"Bai wants to see his wife, I don't know if it's convenient?"
"Madame went to the palace early in the morning, and will not return until evening. ”
"It's better to let Chu Chu serve Mr. well. ”
"Okay, then let's start with a song of mountains and rivers. ”
Bai Tiao pointed to the guqin on the side of the room.
"Mr. has a fate, Chu Chu does not dare to disobey, but Mr. is a guest of the Phantom Sound Workshop, if there is something that does not enter the ears, please don't laugh at Mr. ”
"It's okay, it's okay, the girl can appreciate the light, and I'm already satisfied. ”
In the evening, when Bai Tiao finished dinner and was sipping a cup of tea, the door opened without wind.
Bai Tiao raised his eyes and watched, and Mrs. Qingya, dressed in white, was standing at the door.
"Sir, you are finally here. ”
Mrs. Qingya's voice trembled a little.
"Madame, you have been wronged. ”
Mrs. Qingya turned around and walked out of the room, and Bai Tiao hurriedly stood up and followed.
"Sir..."
After entering Mrs. Qingya's room, Mrs. Qingya directly hugged Bai Tiao and cried.
Bai Tiao felt distressed for a while.
Although he did not have a deep relationship with Mrs. Qingya, Bai Tiao sincerely admired her talent and had a deep understanding of her helplessness.
Now that King Wen has been demoted to the border, it is worthless, and Moxi will definitely ask Mrs. Qingya to return to Qingyouyuan.
However, because his only son became King Wen's envoy, King Wen was no longer valuable, and Mrs. Qingya could not abandon him.
The pressure of the master, the threat of the son, and perhaps the difficulty of King Wen, everything made it difficult for this generation of talented women to sleep.
"Madam, how is King Wen now?"
After Mrs. Qingya calmed down, Bai Tiao asked.
"Self-abandonment, overeating, fat is not what it looks like. ”
"Madam, what do I mean by cultivation?"
"Huh?"
Madame Qingya looked at Bai Tiao with wide eyes.
"Madame's death knot is in King Wen, and if you want to untie it, you naturally have to start with King Wen. ”
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Backlash!"
Mrs. Qingya's eyes lit up immediately.
"Therefore, the key lies in King Wen's current cultivation. ”
"King Wen reached a high level a few years ago, but because he has been indulging in wine for many years, he has never been able to break through, and now he should also be a high-level cultivator. ”
"What about your son?"
"It's still in the middle level. ”
"Isn't the gap just a magic root fruit?"
"Your master is so rich that he can't even ask for a magic root fruit?"
Bai Tiao looked at Mrs. Qingya meaningfully.
"Thank you, sir!"
Mrs. Qingya's cottage suddenly opened.
"Madame has been holding back for more than ten years, and now don't be in a hurry. ”
"Well, I understand. ”
At this time, Mrs. Qingya had returned to normal, as calm as ever.
It's a talent that I fancie!
Bai Tiao secretly admired.
"Madam, Bai also has something to ask for, I wonder if Madame can help?"
"Sir, but it doesn't hurt. ”
"Then Bai Mou is welcome. ”
Bai Tiao explained the purpose of this trip to Mrs. Qingya in detail.
After hearing this, Mrs. Qingya fell into deep thought.
"There is too little information, and the tasks are too secretive, and the subordinates can't make a big show, so it takes time to write. ”
"But if this man comes, his subordinates will be able to find him out. ”
"Then there's Mrs. Law. ”
"Sir, this is just a greeting gift for my subordinates. ”
"Haha, good!"
Finally recruited the first staff member, and Shirojo was in a good mood.
In such a chaotic world, if you do not cultivate your own strength, you will bring about your own destruction.