Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Top Card? I am

Su Pujia held the blade of the sword, and the blood flowed from the palm of her hand to the crook of her arm, mixed with the dirty and tattered white dress, "Su Jiuli, take your life." ”

She made a gesture to take away the long sword, but Chao Ling was afraid that she would be injured again, so she simply abandoned the long sword, and swiped the hilt with her palm and dragged away the jade beads on the sword spike.

The eldest princess is really crazy, who would have thought that after three years, the thousands of favored Su Pujia would be so down. Chao Ling had no intention of pursuing why Nuwa Stone was in her hand, only sticking to the crack in the door and running out.

Someone hurried into the house first, hugged Su Pujia, and a long sword cut a hole in his abdomen. "Eldest sister, it's okay, it's all over."

Su Pujia stopped struggling, she let go of the long sword in her hand, and fell back into the room with a distracted look. "Mother, mother, my daughter is going to study, don't be angry, my daughter will be the same as my second brother, and my daughter will protect you."

Su Linchuan covered the wound in his abdomen, and stood firmly, "General Lin, see and laugh." ”

He handed the long sword to Chao Ling, and the blood on the sword was not dry, with a trace of fishy gas.

Chao Ling put the long sword back into its sheath, "Why don't you take the eldest princess to the Rongwang Mansion?" Isn't Su Jiuli allowed? ”

"It's the eldest sister who doesn't want to, she still thinks that the mother concubine is alive, so she has to stay here all the time." Su Linchuan staggered to close the door of the house, "I'm going to make amends for the eldest sister like you." ”

This is very different from the impression of Su Linchuan, three years seems to have smoothed his edge, making it reveal a broken aura.

Chaoling was attracted by the red rope on his wrist, "This thing is chic, not like something you would bring." ”

"It's just a gadget to ward off evil spirits."

"It's up to him to calm Su Pujia, right?" Straight into the Ling.

He almost forgot the demon-like woman in front of him, and this kind of little trick naturally couldn't fool her. This red rope is indeed known to calm the nerves, but it needs to be driven by internal force, so it can only be effective when it is carried on Su Linchuan.

"Exquisitely done."

Su Linchuan subconsciously took a step, and the guilt and vigilance for Chaoling came to his heart, "I didn't do it." ”

"Can you show me, no malice, just curiosity."

Entangled in his heart, Su Linchuan still took off the red rope and handed it to Chaoling. She put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, and a familiar smell welled up in her nostrils.

Lychee?

Su Linchuan also has it.

"Where did you get this thing?"

***

Yunhua Water Pavilion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come in, today's Oiran Yuehua girl's performance is the only one in the capital, and I have to wait for a month after today."

"This master also came to see Miss Yuehua?" The old bustard looked at a gorgeously dressed man, with a golden crown and tied hair, and looked like the rich man tonight.

"Do you have a lady here, Fu Shen?"

The old bustard folded his hands and looked embarrassed.

Chao Ling threw out a gold ingot unhurriedly, "If you don't have it, I'll be a master." ”

"I have." The old bustard made a gesture to push the money, "just this...... Fu Shen girl, she ......"

"How?" Chao Ling pressed the long sword, and the cold light flashed, "Even if it's dead, I'll show the bones to the master." “

"Bah, bah, where did the guest officer say such unlucky words. It's just that Miss Fushen is more special, today you have seen the dance music, and after the bidding, you can see Miss Fushen. ”

"Are you questioning my master, I don't have any money?"

"How so? At first glance, he is a person who is a big official. "The old bustard came forward and said mysteriously" It's just that the girl has rules, and the bidding is not to collect money, but to compose poems. ”

Chaoling: Is this a poem that fatalism can't escape?

The curtain slowly lifted at the beginning of the party, and only one person shuttled through the venue, holding a bag full of gold coins, intercepting the guests at the table, "Do you recognize Miss Fushen?" I don't know, that's great, you can keep this gold coin, and don't participate in the poetry after a while. ”

"Do you recognize Miss Fushen? Recognize? That's great, you keep this gold coin, I'll find you a different girl later, okay." Yes, yes, of course, any girl in this Yunhua Water Pavilion can be. ”

", what about a gold coin called Hanako? Don't you see who our master is? Today, Fushen girl, our lord wants it. ”

Chao Ling was handing out gold coins, and was kicked in the back, almost falling off the platform, she quickly grabbed the railing with her hand, turned over and jumped up, and a kick was on the man's chest.

The man stepped back and knocked over a few tables before stopping.

"Hahaha, interesting." In the midst of the family sat a young man, lazily shaking a folding fan, "Beat him up for me." ”

Chao Ling subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but the reputation of the sword was too loud, and she was afraid that someone would recognize her before she went out, so she unloaded it at home. Now she is bare-handed, and it is difficult to work hard for free.

The family members all carried wide knives, and even if they didn't, they copied the table, so they had a powerful weapon.

"Why bother?" Chao Ling shook his head, kicked a family member away, leaned around with his strength, and snatched the folding fan from the man's hand in a flash. Immediately, with a fan instead of a sword, the four-way sweep broke through the offensive, and flew to leave.

"Still want to run?" The man said lightly, but he got up and picked up the long whip on the table, and with a flick of his wrist, the long whip was like a spiritual snake, and went straight to Chaoling.

The spirit snake swallowed the core, trying to wrap around Chaoling's waist, she dodged sideways, and her feet hung on the edge of the high platform and crumbled, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"Guanqing County David Jia, the deputy regiment of the Imperial Forest Army, is in charge of the imperial city. What kind of thing do you dare to find my bad luck master. "His face was cold, and he was arrogant, and his long whip made him dexterous.

It's easy to spoil her business today, she thought about whether to stop there, but David Jia's long whip didn't let her go at all, taking advantage of the long whip, she didn't stop for a moment, and the shot was a killer move.

Chao Ling was a little impatient by this battle situation, and said coldly, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Master, who do I care who you are? Dare to make a mistake in front of my Liu family? ”

"I'm going to make it again today." With a flick of his wrist, he threw the fan away, and the tip of the fan flew sideways like a blade, slashing at David Jia's right wrist.

David Jia broke up and went to pick up the long whip, Zhao Ling found the right time to pull the long whip, and pulled it back hard, and David Jia fell on the table.

Chao Ling grabbed his head and pressed him on the table, "What kind of thing is Guan Qingjun?" Take a good look at it clearly, I am Lin Wanqi of the Zhenguo General's Mansion. ”

***

"General Lin is martial arts, Miss Fu Shen admires it very much, and deliberately let the general go upstairs."

Chao Ling moved his wrist, squinted his eyes and kicked the David armor who was beaten by her, and said coldly, "Remember, if you don't have the ability, don't go around provoking people." ”

She turned her head to put on a gentle smile, and followed the maidservant towards the second floor, leaving all the singing and dancing tonight behind.

Although Miss Fushen is not listed in Yunhua Water Pavilion to pick up customers, she is still famous, and people looking for her can row from Yunhua Water Pavilion to the moat.

The rich lychee incense lingered in the house, and Chaoling knew that he had found the right place. The lychee incense on Lu Fulin's body and Su Linchuan's red rope are all from this Fu Shen's hand.

She concentrated on looking at the furnishings in the house, all of them were dressed as ordinary, and there was nothing strange about them, and it was even hard to imagine that the things she made could be carried by Su Linchuan, who was born in Taihang Mountain.

One by one, the pale pink curtain was opened, and a bed was placed in the middle, and a wonderful woman lay on her back on the bed, revealing a white arm, with slender fingers, clasping the sandalwood next to the bed, knocking again and again.

Chao Ling was silent for a moment, and still walked in and said, "Miss Fushen, how offended." ”

After being empty for a long time, a male voice was low and handsome, "It's okay, offend." Lin Chaochao. ”

The curtain was suddenly lifted, Chaoling's shoulders sank, and then his eyes flipped, and Jiuli's handsome face was reflected in front of Chaoling, "Why not me?" ”

"What?"

"I lost my sword, why didn't you look for me first?" Jiuli looked at her with deep eyes, his fingertips slid from her eyebrow bone to her jaw, he really hadn't seen her in a long time. has always been just a hurried glance, and every day the court looked at her standing there, her small body hanging her head silently like a civil and military official.

He really hadn't looked at his Chao like this for too long, and when he looked at her eyes only on him.

Life is short, and the situation is familiar with ever-changing.

What's going on, it's all, he just wants to use all his strength to stay by her side.

"Su Jiuli, let me go." Chao Ling was angry, and read his full name in a straight voice. "I don't have time to talk to you about something here."

The clues she finally got in her hands were about to be disturbed by Jiuli.

"What about Fu Shen?" She asked coldly.

"I am."

"I'm talking about the Oiran."

Jiuli put his hands on both sides of her ears and leaned closer, "Xiaosheng thinks that he is peerless, and when he was the prince, there were countless nobles who greeted him, why did the general always ignore me?" Do you have to show you the mirror decals? ”

"Su Jiuli, I didn't joke with you."

He really lit a flower on his face, adding a bit of softness to his cold and deep countenance. Chao Ling turned his head to look at his shirt, a pale pink water-sleeved gown, which looked a little ill-fitting, but there was still a bell tied around his waist.

Chao Ling flicked with his hand, and Jiu Li pursed his lips and laughed itchily. "General, all hope is favored."

"Su Huakui's play today is so complete? But you're going to perform on stage later? ”

Jiuli casually untied the bell, and the pleasant sound of the bell flashed in her ears. The clothes were unfettered and half-open, revealing snow-white skin and a strong chest. "I prepared a song, waiting to sing it to the officials."

"I'm afraid that when the officials step on the door, I will prepare a song." Chao Ling probed his hand and grabbed his neck, and his arm flipped the position of the two of them forcefully, and replaced it with Chao Ling.

Her hair was scattered, her fingers were slightly forced, and she said condescendingly, "The official has something to do today, let's listen to this song in the future." ”

Jiuli held her arm and took her into his arms, "With me, don't you have anything to do?" ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll strangle you to death now?" Chao Ling said viciously.

At the moment of the Spring Festival, she was actually full of eyes to strangle him to death? Jiuli hugged her waist and sat up straight. The two of them were closer together, and they could feel each other's hearts beating.

"Fu Shen is dead." Jiuli leaned his head on her neck, "When you were making trouble downstairs, she jumped off the building, and the body will soon be found in the narrow alley." ”

"Then why don't you go and collect her body?"

"I want to see who else will turn over her body after she dies." Jiuli used a headband to tie Chaoling's hair.

But I saw her looking at herself with a pair of phoenix eyes, "Your Majesty, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and you still have time to investigate the case late at night?" ”

"What are the three thousand beauties, there is only An ......."

Chao Ling's eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing into the gap in Jiuli's chest and stirring, and he couldn't utter a single sentence of rebuttal with his mouth open.

The hand on his waist loosened, as if the man who had always been arrogant had finally lowered his head. "Chaochao, I ......"

"The Holy Majesty ordered the Yunhua Water Pavilion to be sealed, and all the people and others were taken away by me."