Wu Ruoshu's face changed slightly.

Seeing this, Xie Zhao immediately made up her mind, expecting that things were as she expected. She saw that Wu Ruoshu opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, and immediately raised her hand decisively and blocked it:

"Miss Wu, there are many people here, it's not a place to talk, I'll go to Miss Wu's bedroom to rest and settle down, I don't know if it's convenient?"

Wu Ruoshu was stunned for a moment, and the next moment she woke up and hurriedly said, "It's convenient, everyone, please." ”

Wu Ruoshu is a convicted person, not the kind of Oiran who can redeem himself after giving silver, so the bedroom in the Huamanlou is very cramped.

Her room was of the same size as the rest of the convicts, half the size of an ordinary boudoir.

There is no room for anything but an embroidery bed, a dresser and a wardrobe.

Counting Wu Ruoshu and Cui Yuechi, a group of six people were crammed into such a small room, which was really a bit overcrowded.

Downcast to such a situation, Wu Ruoshu's face inevitably had a little embarrassment and shame, and she whispered:

"The burrow is small and indecent, and it abruptly abrupts your benefactors."

Xie Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay, Miss Jade Bone Lanxiang, she is ice clear and jade, so why be ashamed of yourself." ”

She looked at Ling He silently.

Ling He was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what she meant, and nodded lightly.

Then, Xie Zhao looked at Cui Yuechi again, smiled, and said bluntly:

"Cui Gongzi, I still want to ask Miss Wu about some things, I wonder if Cui Gongzi can make it convenient?"

Cui Yuechi was stunned.

I heard Xie Zhao laugh and added: "It's just the gossip of some girls, please rest assured that Mr. Cui will not embarrass Miss Wu." ”

When she said this, Cui Yuechi naturally wouldn't be ignorant.

What's more, these chivalrous warriors of the rivers and lakes had just resisted the coercion and power of the eldest princess of Pingyang and rescued Wu Ruoshu from Xue Songyuan's men, so he naturally believed that this Xie Nuxia would not hurt her.

After looking at Wu Ruoshu, seeing that she seemed to nod slightly and had no intention of repulsion, Cui Yuechi was not ambiguous, and immediately nodded:

"What's inconvenient about this, Miss Xie, please. It just so happens that I have lived in Kyoto for a long time, short-sighted, only reading Chinese characters, but I also want to hear the story of the two young heroes fighting the sword rivers and lakes, why not go to the second floor elegant room for a drink. ”

In fact, Cui Yuechi's words are also a little selfish.

After all, Wu Ruoshu is a girl, if she closes the door with Xie Zhao and Bo Xuan to talk, it will be nothing out of place.

But even if Ling Or and Han Changsheng are frank and selfless, they are unscrupulous men, but they are also men.

Cui Yuechi was born in the Southern Dynasty clan, but in the end he still didn't want his fiancée to be in the same room with the man next to him.

After all, it is about Wu Ruoshu's reputation and reputation, if he can, he always hopes to protect her more.

Ling may be able to enter the Saint King Xuan Realm at such an age, so naturally he is not a pure stunned Qinger fool.

At this time, when he heard Cui Yuechi's unfinished meaning, he knew what he meant.

What's more, Xie Zhao was also clearly signaling him with his eyes, asking him to leave first with Cui Yuechi, leaving a quiet opportunity for her and Wu Ruoshu to speak.

So he bowed his head slightly, and went down the stairs and said:

"That's right, Han Changsheng and I do have some things to know about Zhaoge, and if we want to ask Cui Gongzi for advice, it can be regarded as an eye-opener."

Han Changsheng was pushed by Ling He, first looked at Xie Zhao in a daze, and then let out an afterthought "ah", and said again and again:

"Yes, yes! I've long been very curious about the scenery of Zhaoge, but I was in too much of a hurry when I first came, and I didn't have time to appreciate anything, so let's go. ”

As for Bo Xuan, he didn't need Ling or a reminder at all, so he had already consciously carried his personal knife "Crying Dragon Waste" and waited outside the door.

She practiced the "Tao of Affection", although her complexion was cold and she looked unkind, but in fact she was the most sophisticated person.

Bo Xuan knew that Xie Zhao wanted to inquire about Wu Ruoshu, since it was related to his father's predecessor Wu Yong, the envoy of the southwest, then there was a chance that it would involve the internal affairs of the Southern Dynasty.

In this case, it is inconvenient for her, a native of the Northern Dynasty, to be present and listen.

The door opened and closed, and several people left.

Xie Zhao turned around again, looked at Wu Ruoshu who was biting his lip and tangled with warm eyes, smiled faintly, and said softly:

"Miss Wu, please take a seat."

This is Wu Ruoshu's room, but Xie Zhao calmly seems to be the owner of this room. And the bizarre thing is that Wu Ruoshu doesn't seem to think there's anything wrong with this.

She shook her head, and let out an unbelievable "ah", and sat down on her embroidery bed obediently.

Xie Zhao smiled when he saw this.

At this time, there was no one else in the room except Wu Ruoshu, and Wu Ruoshu didn't know her before, so Xie Zhao simply raised his hand and took off the mask on his face very relieved, letting the skin that had been stuffy for a long time let go for a while.

After all, the mask was made of simple material, and the edges of the mask would constantly rub against people's cheeks and jaws when they spoke with a slight vibration of their facial features.

Although Xie Zhao's palms were full of calluses, the skin on her face was extremely immature, so it was inevitable that there would be some itching under the friction of the mask.

After she took off her mask, she casually put it on Wu Ruoshu's dresser, and immediately pointed to the wooden chair placed in front of the dresser, and asked with a smile:

"Can I sit here?"

Wu Ruoshu was staring at Xie Zhao's stunning face of "seeing the light of day again" with a stunned face, even if this face is described as a national color and heavenly fragrance, it is not an exaggeration!

She didn't expect that this uninhibited Xie Nuxia would actually give birth to such a beautiful appearance!

No wonder she has to wear this mask wherever she goes, otherwise she is in the main hall of the Huamanlou, and she is afraid that Xue Songyuan's disciple will have another incident.

Xie Zhao saw that she was distracted, and asked again with a smile.

"Miss Wu?"

"Ahh

Wu Ruoshu came back to her senses, hurriedly lowered her eyes embarrassedly, and stared at her recklessly.

"It's Ruoshu who is rude, Miss Xie, please take a seat."

Xie Zhao smiled and shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay, lifted his skirt and sat on the simple wooden chair.

She held the "Golden Table" in one hand, and gently rested her scabbard on the ground.

Dressed in a simple and simple plain gown, he was only wearing a heavy fur-collared cloak, which seemed to be very chilling.

However, it is the cold season at the end of the year, and even the land of Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty feels a little cold.

Xie Zhao's dress like this is not new and rare.

She pondered for a moment, and the first sentence she spoke was:

"Miss Wu, I believe that Ling Zun is not a corrupt official who has dereliction of duty and immorality. But there is no evidence, everything needs to be supported by evidence, and frankly speaking, this thing is not easy to do. ”

Her second sentence was:

"I don't know if General Lingzun Wu has left any rare objects for his family, such as the holy decree of His Majesty the Emperor."

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