Chapter 69 Blogin

Yun Niang stared at Xia Hou Mian leisurely into the water house with hatred. These days, he went to Yanyufang every day, and he always looked for Cong Liu intentionally or unintentionally, clenched his fist slightly: Could he see anything from it? Soon, she rejected this idea. Only Zong Haoxuan, Congliu and her identity now know it. In addition, there is no one else. She secretly laughed at her thoughtlessness. But he was really suspicious, thinking about the whole skirt and walking into the waterside to see if he could find out some air.

She walked into the water shelter and smiled, "The ninth prince comes to Yanyufang every day to support me, which really flattered me!"

The index finger gently brushed the edge of the cup, and Xiahoumian squeezed a smile at the corners of his mouth: "Yanyufang really lives up to its reputation. They are like flowers and jade, and they are colorful, and the big master is slightly better!"

Yun Niang Yingying sat opposite the table, leaned over and lifted the wine pot, and filled him with wine: "The ninth prince is really pleasing. Yanyufang is a dusty place, afraid of humiliating the reputation of the ninth prince! If the ninth prince has a fancy, Yun Niang, I will lead the ninth prince and let her follow the ninth prince. That's a blessing for several lifetimes!"

Haha, he smiled and said, "It's worthy of being the head of Yanyufang. I do have a little idea, but I'm afraid that the big master will not give up!"

"Look at what the ninth prince said, as long as the ninth prince can afford it, and she happily agrees that the ninth prince likes, how can the slave family not be beautiful?"

Xiahou nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, okay, I will take her out of Yanyufang in a few days!"

Yun Niang's heart skipped, and she still smiled faintly: "The ninth prince really has a mind. You might as well tell the slave family which little hoof the ninth prince is interested in. The slave family will take care of the ninth prince, lest someone take her away first. Isn't the ninth king going to be happy!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" He waved his hand, who dared to touch his people?

Yun Niang smiled, nagging two words to leave, and hummed softly: Old fox, if you want to ask for someone from me, there is no way!

She went straight to the Liu room with her skirt: "From Liu, in the future, if that Xiahou comes to you, he will refuse! If he causes trouble, tell me and I will teach him a lesson!"

Sitting alone behind the piano case, Liu looked at Yun Niang, who rushed into the room and left the room again. He shook her head slightly and gently brushed the strings of the piano, which aroused a heavy heart. She and she are sisters. After learning this fact, she was not surprised. It seems that their fate has long been doomed, and it doesn't matter whether they are true or not.

She didn't ask about the past, let it dissipate like fireworks.

Yin Xiaoting, she is the person you care about most, and she will also be the person you care about the most. From then on, I will complete what you have not promised.

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Xiahou Mian returned to the house and stayed in Yanyufang for most of the afternoon. He didn't even see the shadow of Liu. Thinking of Yun Niang's words, he secretly wondered if she had seen some clues? No matter what Yun Niang thinks, he will take Liu back to his house and justly ask him to return to his ancestors. Because it is Yan'er's daughter, who owes her for more than 20 years, he will make up for it and let her enjoy the highest glory in the world.

"Feng Fu, pass on the management and repair!" He ordered that after Xiahou Song's accident, Guan Xiuyun had been staying in the Jiuwang Mansion. He was indeed a talent and easily eliminated an opponent for himself. Guan Xiuyun was pulled up before he left Beijing. Later, he fraudulently threw himself into Xiahou Song's door to monitor Xiahou Song's every move for him.

"Your Majesty!" After a while, Feng Fu came back and reported, "Your Majesty, Guan Xiuyun is not in the partial courtyard. According to the servant of the partial courtyard, he said he would go out for a walk after lunch, but he has not returned yet!"

Xiahou Mian snorted and was a little unhappy: "I have warned him that if there is nothing urgent, never leave the palace. If it is recognized, won't it ruin my great thing!"

"Your Majesty, make people look for it immediately!"

He waved his hand, which was silent, and suddenly called Feng Fu: "What's the news about the royal palace?"

"King Yu has taken Fengzhu as Mrs. Yu. King Yu has not been changing and is dealing with the affairs of the king's mansion!"

Seeing Feng Fu retreat, Xiahou took a breath. She was only six or seven years old when she picked up Fengzhu and came back. More than a flash of years later, she had grown up. Unfortunately, she was a very calculating woman. He didn't even doubt that she would bite herself back at a critical moment.

Unfortunately, Fengzhu, don't forget that you were raised by me. I know your little tricks and tricks very well. If you want to compete with me, you are far from me.

"Your Majesty--" Soon after, Guan Xiuyun entered the hall with a burden and bowed, "Your Majesty, there is a surprise for the prince!"

Oh?! Xiahou raised his eyebrows and swallowed the words that were about to be reprimanded. He was a little curious about what Guan Xiuyun said about the surprise.

"Your Majesty!" He looked around and smiled thieves: "Your Majesty--"

Xiahou Mianhui, and the two went out of the hall and went to the study.

Guan Xiuyun put the burden on the table, carefully opened it, and a touch of yellow came into his eyes. Xiahou took a breath, rushed forward, grabbed the robe with one hand, and suddenly shouted fiercely, "Guan Xiuyun, you don't want to live!"

"The prince forgives you, the prince forgives you!" Guan Xiuyun knelt down in panic: "This was made in a few years to repay the prince's kindness, your little--"

The trembling voice made Xia Hou Mian's face soften a little: "Guan Xiuyun, you are ashamed to be smart. Do you know that making a private dragon robe is a death crime? Once the wind leaks, not only you, but also I can't escape the blame!"

"Your Majesty, little fool, little fool, little Prince Meng brushed his light, and I just want to do my best for the prince!"

Xiahou sighed, gently stroked his robe, snorted coldly, and suddenly put it on the table: "Take it and burn it!"

"Prince--"

"You can't let this dragon robe ruin my great things!"

Guan Xiuyun hesitated for a moment and said tremblingly, "The prince will be a big event, why not--"

"I have my own measure!"

"Yes!" Guan Xiuyun sighed slightly, put away the dragon robe on the table, and was about to leave the study. Xiahou suddenly stopped him and smiled cunningly: "It's really a pity to burn it. It's better to make the best use of things. Xiuyun, go and do something!"

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Outside the city, in a dilapidated private house, black curtains were separated from the inside and outside. Guan Xiuyun stood in the outer room dressed as a farmer, bowed and stood with his head down. On the rag wooden table beside him, there was a bag, and in which was a dragon robe.

A deep cold hum came from the inner room, and the voice was very low, but it was enough to hear it clearly: "It's worthy of being an old fox. The ability to frame things is first-class!"

"Master, that--"

The person in the inner room was silent for a moment: "Just do what Xiahou Mian wants!"

"Yes, master!"

"Xiahou, the people of Xiahou's family have different thoughts, let them fight to the death! Blood is paid by blood, blood is paid by blood!"

The voice gradually faded, and Guan Xiuyun turned his head and called out: "Master--"

Without answering, he hesitated for a moment, lifted the black curtain and entered the inner room. The inner room was empty. He couldn't help sighing. He was not the ninth king, but the master he had never met. He had never seen his true face. He only acted according to the master's instructions. He never resisted, because he knew that the master's magic was vast. Moreover, what has made him die is the white silver. His master is extremely rich, and his own property is comparable to that of any royal palace. Of course, the premise is to do things for his master.

He grabbed the 1,000-liang ticket on the table in the room with a smile and smiled.