Chapter 67 The beauty hit the pretty boy by mistake

There will be a power outage today, and I don't know when to call. Poor hardship, no manuscript has been saved!

The palace turned upside down, but the outside of the palace was peaceful. No one knew the situation in the palace, just like Qin Shubao wandering leisurely on the streets.

However, Qin Shubao's swing was full of momentum. Twenty strong and burly men behind him followed him, with an old-fashioned face and bulging waist, and pedestrians fled one after another.

Qin Hu specially added these 20 good hands to Qin Shubao for the safety of Qin Shubao, which was enough to deal with emergencies. Qin Shubao led these 20 strong men through the street, which really made Qin Shubao pass the addiction of being an evil young man.

Qin Shubao still feels satisfied, not to mention Zhao Meng, an unrespected little person like him.

Unfortunately, Qin Shubao did not meet a beautiful woman, so he did not want to jump out to block the way. With a little frivolous smile, he said frivolously, "Little lady, have fun with me."

Faced with vulgar fans all over the street, Qin Shubao became a little depressed and suddenly missed the colorful meeting.

At least the talented woman inside is good!

Tired of walking, Qin Shubao chose a teahouse to rest. Without Zhao Meng's words, there were only a few people left in the teahouse. Qin Shubao lamented and entered the entrance.

I don't know whether Qin Shubao is used to walking out every day, or whether he sincerely jumps out and wants to kill Russell. Early in the morning, he dragged his injured body without capital. At this moment, as soon as he sat down, his fatigue appeared.

Zhao Meng was careful. Seeing that Qin Shubao's face had changed, he asked, "Master, are you all right?"

"It's okay."

Zhao Meng didn't believe that Qin Shubao with a tired face was fine and said with concern, "Third master, shall I send you back?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his hand. Qin Shubao said a little tiredly, "It'll be fine after a rest. I'll go shopping for a while after drinking tea, and you don't have to follow me."

"But, Third Master."

Qin Shubao interrupted Zhao Meng's words and said categorically, "I said whatever I said. I'm really afraid that I will be killed, so don't let me go out. Now that I'm out, what I said is the biggest."

Zhao Meng did not dare to nod, but most of the 20 people who followed Qin Shubao were from the army. Even if they entered the Qin Mansion, they were also did not relax as much as their military career. They were like white paper for the children of the rich family. At this moment, when they heard such powerful, domineering and naive words of Qin Shubao, there was some sarcasm and disgust in their eyes. Evil.

Qin Shubao is not stupid or smart, but these old men almost wrote their mood on his face. Can't he see it?

But he didn't explain. He drank tea leisurely. Since many people wanted to treat him as a playwd, he was also willing to cooperate.

The tea tasted cool, and Qin Shubao got up and left. Zhao Meng hurriedly threw down a silver ingot and trotted to follow.

"What did I say, Mengzi, don't you remember?"

Zhao Meng stopped and said, "What the third master said, Mengzi dares not forget it, but Mengzi is also worried about you, so he dares not leave."

Qin Shubao smiled, turned around and looked at Zhao Meng carefully, and suddenly said, "Take off your clothes."

Zhao Meng's eyes widened, and his mouth was like a river, which was incredible.

Seeing Zhao Meng's expression, Qin Shubao patted angrily and said angrily, "Mom, I want your clothes, not yours."

Listen to Qin Shubao's explanation, Zhao Meng was finally relieved, but he heard the undisguised laughter behind him. Zhao Meng waved his hand and glared angrily. How could he defeat 20 people?

After changing clothes from the teahouse, Qin Shubao's coarse clothes and linen were straight, and his body was more than enough to support Zhao Meng's clothes. This dress made the 20 people look a little sideways. However, the swelling of his face made Qin Shubao feel that the farmer's children were hungry, fat and swollen.

When the clothes are changed, there are two completely different temperaments, which gives people the illusion of forgetting them.

The opposite of Qin Shubao is Zhao Meng. He doesn't look like a prince when he puts on a dragon robe. He wears a gorgeous suit on his thin body, and there is no dog-like condition, but he is like a moving hanger.

Zhao Meng still wanted to complain a little, but Qin Shubao took care of him and left, leaving a dumbfounded guard.

Guarding Qin Shubao is their job. Even if they look down on Qin Shubao, they will not abandon their responsibility, but now they have been abandoned by their masters.

After reacting, when you go out and look, there is still Qin Shubao's figure, and the street is full of cyan cloth. How can people identify it?

"Find it now. After finding the young master, take it directly back to Qin's house."

The leader was also determined. After giving the order, he searched forward with his men.

Zhao Meng stamped his feet and sighed secretly, and finally integrated into the search.

Qin Shubao came out of an alley, hummed, turned around and walked in the opposite direction, blowing a proud whistle.

Go shopping, meet those who have the ability, and reward! When encountering a liar, he smiles, doesn't break, and doesn't dismantle people's signs.

Wandering alone, the sun was sinking. Qin Shubao finally calmed down and prepared to go back home.

The roadside vendor returned the equipment and was ready to go home, but the night stall owner greeted the staff to set the table and put the stool at this time.

Qin Shubao was a little fascinated by it, so he leaned against a pillar and giggled. He planned to go back to his house for dinner after reading this.

"Dong!"

Qin Shubao covered his head and looked up to scold, but opened his mouth, and all his thoughts were stuck in his throat.

"Son, are you all right?"

The light and gentle voice wrapped Qin Shubao like sugar, and the low-hanging green silk is like a waterfall like a willow, and a pinch of flowers are red and as bright as red cherry blossoms.

This woman has thin eyebrows and big eyes, and her skin is ruddy. According to Qin Shubao's critical vision, she can give 90 articles. Unfortunately, a cloth coat on her body inevitably makes the pearl dust.

"Son, are you all right?"

The woman upstairs saw that Qin Shubao was a little stupid and was afraid of breaking his head, so she hurriedly asked again.

Qin Shubao came to his senses, smiled, and said with a slightly red face, "It's okay."

The woman upstairs apologized and said in a self-reproachful voice, "Just now, when I closed the window, I accidentally lost the bamboo pole and hit the prince. In fact, I'm embarrassed. I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay." Qin Shubao felt that the scene was a little familiar, so he searched for memories and looked directly at the woman's face upstairs.

Faced directly by Qin Shubao's naked eyes, the woman's face was thin, her muscles were red, and she was ashamed and angry, but the bamboo pole used to support the window was still on the ground, and her eldest brother refused to let her show her face. She had to resist her shyness and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Can you help me throw the bamboo pole?"

"No problem."

Qin Shubao was happy to help the beauty's unreasonable requirements. He bent down and picked up the bamboo pole. Qin Shubao finally remembered why he was so familiar with this scene.

When she threw something into the building, the beautiful woman nodded to thank her and planned to close the window and lock the door. Seeing her like this, Qin Shubao quickly shouted, "Don't you ask me my name?"

The woman was angry, but she did help her a favor, so she patiently asked, "Can you tell me your name?"

"Hey... Ximenqing!"

The woman was keen-minded. Hearing Qin Shubao's laughter, she knew that it was not good intentions, and her face also had a thin and angry face. She said, "Sir, self-respect! Lian'er is not a rich and noble family, but she is very important for loyalty and fame. Don't force Lian'er to keep the festival!"

Qin Shubao felt more and more funny, his face changed, and he bowed deeply: "A sudden beauty, it's really Ximen's fault! Ximen made amends to Miss Lian'er here.

The beautiful Zilian'er saw that the person downstairs was dressed in cloth, but she was very personable. For a while, she couldn't figure out the intention, but when she saw the sincere apology, she returned the gift.

"The ancients said: 'There is beauty, I will never forget it, I will not see it for a day, and I will think about it like crazy'.' As soon as I saw him today, I felt crazy. I will see him again every day, like three autumns.

Qin Shubao quoted the scriptures and stepped on the oil poem, but he didn't see the beautiful woman upstairs gritted his teeth and blushed.

Close the window, and the beautiful woman's jade-like hand gently hammered the bamboo pole on the ground, as if she was angry with the light prodigal son.

The palms are red, and the beautiful woman's eyes are also red, as soft as water.

After the anger subsided, the beautiful woman suddenly smiled, as beautiful as a flower, like Bai Sutan, and the girl Huaichun is always in love!

Once you enter the heart, 100 days will be brewing!

Meijiao? Bitter wine?

His heart? Junxin?

Or don't say goodbye to the fairy's cellar, send you 'silence', and drink drunk for a long time?