However, Xie Lingqin's eyes didn't move for a moment. She gently put down the teacup in her hand and pointed her fingertips like scallion on the table, "Okay."

A good word made Nie Zuier clearly stunned.

I was so jealous of money just now. I was so excited and unsurprising at this moment.

Nie Zui'er suddenly figured out something, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her beautiful lips, "It's indeed a little spirit."

Of course it’s the little spirit. What you are talking about is a reward of 10,000 taels, but it is a continuous reward of "10,000 taels".

"Also, I have a request." Nie Zuier said again.

"Please tell me, Master Nie."

Nie Zuier put away his smile, and every word was clear, "No matter whether you are doing business or committing to killing people, you can take on any business, but only the prince of Prince Qing's Mansion, Yu Qingyi, cannot."

Xie Lingqin raised her eyes and found that there was indeed a story inside.

but.

"Okay." Xie Lingqin replied.

The prince Yi was really impatient and she didn't like it either.

"It turns out to be a pleasing girl." Nie Zuier glanced at Xie Lingqin up and down, and picked her fingers. "Although you are wearing men's clothes and dressed ordinary, you are jealous of money, but you are full of temperament and demeanor, every frown and move, they all have the style of a great man, but..." Nie Zuier chuckled, "You took the risk for ten thousand taels..."

Xie Lingqin smiled, but no answer.

"I don't know, which family came from?"

"It's from General Xie's mansion." Xie Lingqin said, without any intention of hiding it.

"On General Xie's mansion?" Nie Zui'er seemed to be thinking.

Xie Lingqin had already bowed, "Then, from now on, everything will be relied on Master Nie. Master Nie will recover the people of Master Nie II and Master Nie San. I guess there are many things to do. If you help, you can confess to Yu. Bai Yu will notify me. Then, let me say goodbye. In addition, thank you Master Nie for your menstrual work."

I don't know, the prince is now...

Of course, she doesn't tell much truth, and she won't tell lies.

What she wants to do is naturally impossible, so she had expected Nie Zuier to do today.

So in the future, we will rely on it not only forces, but also money.

This is a bottomless pit.

After leaving Fuyue Gambling House, Xie Lingqin glanced around and was about to go to Baiyu's residence.

Previously, according to him, his home was on the streets of South...

My thoughts suddenly stopped and when I looked at the slender figure in the alley ahead, Xie Lingqin was depressed.

After a long time, walk over quickly.

"Prince, have you bandaged your injuries?"

I have no feelings for it.

Yu Wen Yao glanced at her, his eyes filled with anger, "It's okay, I'm not dead."

"This... Prince, no matter if you are injured, hurt, sick, it's not me who is injured, right? It's not interesting that you make things difficult for me as a weak woman."

"A single cut."

Yu Wen Yao was clearly lazy and lazy to care about her, and handed over the exquisite dagger again.

Xie Lingqin gritted her teeth, the night wind blew, and her sleeves were slight sounding in the wind.

"What if I don't?"

Do I want to be face-saving? Do I have no temper?

Upon hearing this, Yu Wen Yao's delicate lips seemed to have a threatening curve, and the sound of "slashing a knife." It was cold and thin, and it was not allowed to be disobeyed.

Xie Lingqin...

It's really a big deal.

Look at the sky, she has something urgent to do.

"One knife?" Xie Lingqin's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and all her displeasure was written on her face.

Yuwen Yaodan glanced at her, "You think you have a lot of blood."

When she said this, her eyes obviously swept across her chest, and she was so proud and her face was not changed, so it was natural.

The key point is that Xie Lingqin himself began to doubt that he was not good-looking and had poor nutrition, so he had too little blood.

Tolerate!

Xie Lingqin quickly took the dagger and lifted her arm and stroked it.

Suddenly, blood flew out from the snow-white thin arms.

Xie Lingqin originally wanted to use the dagger to lift the blood bead and hand it to the prince, but she didn't expect that the prince had already stepped forward and quickly grabbed her bleeding arm, and bent her head down...

"Yuwen Yao, you want to do it..." Xie Lingqin's angry eyebrows and his voice stopped when the prince looked at her side again.

"Prince, if you want a woman, you want blood, I will give it to you with a container, and you don't need to suck it."

The prince frowned, "Suck?"

"otherwise?"

"The blood is too thick, no." Yu Wen Yao slowly raised his head, and his tone of disgust, and he shook Xie Lingqin's arm without hesitation.

Xie Lingqin...

Covering his bleeding arms, he wanted to curse the prince's ancestors to death for 80 generations.

Neuropathy.

Tingfeng suddenly appeared in the air, looked at Xie Lingqin with complexity and sympathy, and then turned around and left with Yu Wen Yao.

Xie Lingqin looked at the backs of the two, and there were really ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in her heart.

Do you really think that her life is not fate?

Then, a gust of wind blew, and Xie Lingqin froze his face and looked at the dagger in his hand.

Throwed it?

What a pity that the workmanship is really exquisite and the materials are really top-quality.

Don't throw it away?

Should I keep it for the New Year?

Forget it, just take care of the money.

So, Xie Lingqin pulled off a piece of sleeve from her middle shirt, wiped the dagger clean, and quickly wrapped the wound to stop the blood.

Well, now it's balanced, and you're slashed both arms.

However, while swaying his hands, Xie Lingqin's fingertips shrank slightly.

Just now, when I took the dagger, I seemed to touch the prince's hand... finger.

So cold, as jade, cold as bones.

...

On the long street, the moon is as bright as water.

"Crown Prince, that dagger was given by Master Monk Yun. It is extremely rare. You... don't want it?"

He hesitated and asked in a low voice after listening to the wind.

Yu Wen Yao paused slightly, "Did you see me throw it away?"

"Ah? That...but, you didn't take it back."

"Release for now."

Yu Wen Yao threw down two words, picked up his fingers, and the cold and charming light flashed through his eyes and walked forward.

Monk Tingfeng Zhanger was confused.

Release temporarily?

The prince’s mansion is so big, but he can’t put down a dagger?

besides……

Forget it, I won’t say it anymore, the prince’s heart, the needle under the sea.

...

Xie Lingqin was standing in front of an old house on the South Street at this time.

The vermilion paint has some broken marks, and the bronze lock on the door also has rust.

Under the night, I looked at it and felt like the ancient servant was disrepair.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
To be continued...