219 love and hate intertwined

"Is it?" Qian Yumo didn't think so: "Don't forget that if you owe money, you have to pay interest. You don't even think about it. If this money is used for other business, you may make a lot of money..."

"But..."

"Even if I don't mention this, I don't want to make a small silver with my money, and then let you stick to the little white face!"

"Mo, Xi!"

"If you want to settle accounts with me, go back to the other hospital and talk about it!"

After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

"You..."

Luo Wener chased after a few steps, but the door closed in front of her.

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"Master, master..." Hu Lun ran and followed the master.

Isn't the master too elegant today? Not only is lovesick not paid, but the problem has not been solved, but everyone is also very angry. What's wrong?

The wind in March was warm and warm, and Hu Lun was holding a hundred taels of gold. As a result, he only ran for a while and sweated.

"Master, master..." He stretched out his tongue and gasped, like the rhubarb in another courtyard.

"Master, do you think that's the case?" He bent down and barely stopped him in front of his master.

It seems that the master is also upset and urgently needs to get an explanation from others, so he slowed down, but he is still silent.

"Actually, I think she was very happy when she first saw you. She was happy from the bottom of her heart. Didn't you also see it? And you let her 'let go'... To be honest, if she doesn't have you in her heart, can she let go obediently? You didn't look at Bai Lui... Bah, that little white face is really white. The key was that you forced her to worry later, and then... Moreover, you said that she chose to quit her little white face or marry him. Didn't she choose to marry her?

"She is..."

Qian Yumo swallowed the name and punched the willow tree.

The master is really angry. This kind of tree smashing has never happened before. Even if your hands don't hurt, I'm afraid it hurts, but don't let anything happen.

However, the master was still sober. He knew that Luo Wener could not choose to marry, so he forced her with this alone, but...

Hu Lun sighed secretly, stepped forward, followed the good guidance, and forgot how he added oil and vinegar at the beginning, and added fuel to the fire: "Master, since you know her heart, why are you still with Bai Luan... No, it's a little white face?"

Qian Yumo was also not clear. He knew that Luo Wener had no intention of Bai Lian at all, but when he saw them coming intimately, the fire in his heart came up.

Hu Lun shook his head. Luo Wen'er had no intention of Bai Luan. The master is still like this. If the general really comes back one day... Sooner or later, what should the master do?

He suddenly felt that the matter was developing in a strange direction, and the result seemed to be unknown, but he had already known it.

Maybe... he should not comfort his master anymore and put the two together again, but...

"I'm going to make her clear about Bai Ling's thoughts! With such a pressure, she can pretend not to know, but let the boy have hope. Now, I'd like to see how she solves this hot potato!"

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and continued to move forward.

Hu Lun had to keep up.

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When Luo Wener returned to the other courtyard, she saw a lively scene in the garden.

Each of the eight flowers wear bright and light gauze, shuttles between the green drooping silk, like a flying butterfly, which can smell the fragrance far away, and the flower they surround is Mo Xi.

The anger came up again.

However, if you want to go back to your house, you must pass through this garden.

Luo Wener lowered her eyes, her face was as heavy as water, her eyes did not squint, and quickly walked to Liuyun Pavilion.

However, the shadow and laughter were like a small hand reaching out to her, just to attract her attention.

She didn't pay attention! But...

"Miss Luo, look at this hairpin on my head. It was brought back by the prince from Liangshi. Shengjing only has this one..."

"Miss Luo, how about my powder? I heard that only the princess can use this kind of fragrant powder..."

"Miss Luo, and spices... I remember Wanling said that you are very good at spices. Please help me see which one is the most suitable for me?"

"Sister Luo, do you think Wanlong's snowy and smoked brocade dress is beautiful? The prince bought her a single set, and none of us..."

Wanying came over and took her hand, pouted, and her face was full of dissatisfaction.

Wanlong's laughter came just right. She was extremely happy and touching. She couldn't help but not look at it, but she happened to see Wanlong seemed to be weak, and her body suddenly slanted... The dancing dress was like flowing clouds, blowing smoke, undulating fog, rising and falling, and returning to a snowy embrace.

The corners of her eyes jumped violently... Is this another courtyard or a brothel? Mo Xi, you are also too...

Mo Xi is holding the beauty and smiling happily.

However, Wanying said again, "The prince also brought gifts to my sister. We spent a long time, but the prince didn't let anyone see it. Fortunately, my sister finally came back. Sister, you..."

How did Nelowen get away from her with unprecedented strength: "It's not rare!"

Then, the three steps turned into two steps, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the door with a bang and closed all the excitement outside the door.

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Outside the door, the laughter gradually stopped.

Hu Lun stepped forward and drove away eight flowers: "Go...go..."

The eight flowers were very unhappy, but when they saw Qian Yumo's cold face, they could only complain a few words to Hu Lun and dispersed.

Hu Lun saw that the master's eyebrows were solemn, and only stared at the tightly closed carved door, and sighed unconsciously.

What's wrong with the master? Why did you see the heads of the two people holding hands as if they were caught by the door? I don't use my usual intelligence and wit, and I just do stupid things.

First, he forced Luo Wener to dismiss Bai Li and offend him, and then broke the window paper between the two on the spot, which embarrassed everyone. Then he confiscated all the money he earned and added fuel to the fire. Now he also made a group of flowers and plants to throw in his arms... What is the master want to do? Although hatred will always last longer than love, how does Luo Wener hate you now? When will this deep hatred come to an end?

But he can't say it now. He thinks it's better to let Luo Wener hate it so much if it's for his master.

So he accompanied his smiling face and said carefully, "Master, you see, it's not early. The imperial driver should have returned a long time ago, and the ladies in the palace should also wait..."

Qian Yumo didn't say anything, just stared at the door and clenched his fist.

Hu Lun's eyes fell on the fist that was slanted by the armrest.

He noticed that since the master got out of the car, the fist had not been unfolded. They all said that it was a gift for Luo Wener, and no one was allowed to see it, but the protection was so important, but it was exchanged for someone's "not rare". It's really...

The master suddenly got up, didn't look back, and walked in the head.

When passing by Qiushui Lake, the master's open sleeves suddenly raised...

He thought that something was going to cross an arc and fall into the water, splashing with a crisp sound.

However, there is nothing...