But the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible to take them back. It is better to admit that you have admitted the wrong person.
Jin Kouko blocked his way, "Wrong person? It must be you, brother, who just admitted the wrong person, right?"
Nancheng Xiecheng turned around slightly and said coldly, "The girl looks very similar to my old friend, so I just admitted my mistake for a moment."
"Oh? Really? I wonder if the old friend that brother mentioned is the old friend who saw you stealing things in the palace, or the old friend who helped the old friend's husband in the woods outside the city in the western suburbs?"
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Upon hearing Jin Koko's words, Nancheng Xiecheng was shocked. Except for him, Dong Lingao, and the black-clothed men who assassinated Rong Jin, there was no one else present that day, including Rong Jin and his subordinates. This was Dong Ling'ao.
As Ling Ao and himself had confirmed repeatedly, how could Jin Kou Kou know that he was one of the people who helped Rong Jin?
Nancheng Xiecheng looked around, thinking about how to escape, but he was busy with his errands, "I really don't know what you mean by what you just said." It was useless to stay any longer, so Nancheng Xiecheng shook his head.
Cuff, taking advantage of the crowd in the market, ran away in a hurry.
Jin Kou Kou was too lazy to chase and snorted coldly. "You want to run away? I'm afraid that if you run away, the monk won't be able to escape from the temple!"
If it was said that the last time she passed by the palace, she was just interested in him in this era. There was no loss in going to find him or not, but this time was different, at least... she had to know whether they were friends or foes.
Who sent it again?
Jin Kou Kou closed her account book and walked slowly towards the Wuyin Teahouse.
As soon as Nancheng Xiecheng came back from the Silent Teahouse, he immediately went to the second floor. The melodious music of the piano and harp floated out from the house. Nancheng Xiecheng had a dark face and knocked on the door. Dong Lingao and Duanmu Ling put down their hands.
The musical instrument looked at him, Dong Ling
Ao walked over to him with a wicked smile on his elegant face and patted his shoulder, "What? I asked you to check the matter. Is it because the matter was not found? So I feel sorry for Mr. Duanmu, so I have such a bad expression."
Has it become so bad?”
"Fuck you!" Nancheng Xiecheng shook off Dong Lingao's hand, pulled up the chair, and sat alone on the chair, feeling depressed, "There is nothing in the world that I can't find."
"Hey, hey... I won't admit it if you can't steal it or find it out."
"...Go...I'm not in the mood to see you." To Nancheng Xiecheng, Dong Lingao's face was just like Jin Koko's. He wanted to hit him on the head just by looking at it.
One punch.
"Oh...you..." Dong Lingao muttered, thinking that good people don't fight with villains, and they are too lazy to argue with him.
Duanmu Ling cast a glance at Nancheng Xiecheng and immediately saw through Nancheng Xiecheng's thoughts, "Did you meet someone you shouldn't have met?"
Oh!
Duanmu Ling guessed what he was thinking. Nancheng Xiecheng's face suddenly stiffened, but he could only nod his head and said, "Yes."
"That person is..." Duanmu Ling thought for a moment and blurted out, "Is it Jin Kou Kou? Rong Jin's concubine?"
Being guessed by Duanmu Ling again, Nancheng Xicheng nodded a little deflatedly and said again, "That's exactly it."
"What happened, tell me."
This matter is not a big deal, but if Duanmu Ling knows about it, Nancheng Evil City slowly...