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Chapter 29: Conspiracy and Conspiracy (6)

Zhuo Lengping supported his waist, walked to the bedroom, kicked the door with his feet gently, and put Chen Tong robe on the bed.

Chen Tongpao rolled in the bed, half open eyes, and said in his mouth: "Zhuo Leng screen ..."

Zhuo Lengping was afraid, and he left his feet. He couldn't want Chen Tong's robe to grab her clothes for a while, pulled it hard, and threw the cold screen on the bed.

Chen Tongpao turned over, pulled her head, and held her round cheeks with both hands: "The reason why I was willing to take you into the house ...

Your real name ... "

The facial features of the cold screen are distorted by nervousness. Although he has been rolling his tongue, it sounds clearly.

"I know you came out of the Lu family. Yizheng still draws a picture of hunting ... Can you hide it and conceal me?" Chen Tongpao spit out a long breath, making the cold screen leaning his lips.

"I can retain you, it's all the experiences of you in the Lu family, you can help me understand the situation there, that's all! You should still think about something else's spring and autumn dream ... But this official told

You, no ... "

"Do you have to escape again? Then the two counties are hunting, and there is nowhere to hide ..." The same robe immediately made a strange laughter.

The cold screen did not dare to move, and listened to his big mouth. She saw the same robe and slowly closed her eyes, and her lips gradually closed, so they felt a little peace of mind.

His few words are nothing more than two meanings: First, she only uses value in his eyes, telling her to have self -knowledge; second, she can't run away.

These words will be firmly raised on her neck like a shackle, exerting an irresistible force.

The cold screen looked back at Chen Tongpao again. Seeing that he had snoring, it seemed to sleep. But this person seemed to be awake all the time, and the expression of thousands of changes to the surface was like a guise.

Then, then

The cold screen came out of the house, and it was the moon high wind. The two were estimated to have fallen asleep. But she didn't care about the two attitudes of the two, and only recognized one sentence: understand your utilization value. Since the value of your utilization. Since the value of your utilization.

In the eyes of the housekeeper, there is no value for use in the eyes of the old slave, and then he work hard on Master Chen.

When I got up early the next day, Zhuo Lengping walked into the fire room again, poured into the firewood, poured water, covered the pot, and waited for the porridge. The housekeeper and the old slave came in for a while.

"You two sleep well?" Lengping laughed.

"Okay, okay!" The two of him knew that the master was sitting in the compartment.

After a few people said a few words in harmony, the porridge slowly boiled. The cold screen first took a bowl of porridge out, opened the curtain, walked out of the fire room, put it in front of the square table in front of Chen Tong robe.

superior.

"This year's barley is pretty good ..." He looked at Zhuo Lengping calmly, and his expression was not as strange. The memory yesterday seemed to be swept away, and he didn't know.

Zhuo Lengping said with a boldness to say a few words to him, but when he saw him today, he made a little hesitant.

She rubbed the corner of the curtain and took a long time before turning around.

"Flash! Flash! Don't hit a bowl ..."

Zhuo Lengping hurriedly hid beside him, seeing that the housekeeper came over with porridge, and only had to point it.

She walked to the fire room and took a pair of wooden crickets. She ate on the side first. From time to time, she glanced at Chen Tong robe and secretly moved her eyes, but he was indifferent and only relaxed to talk to the old slave.

After eating it for a good time, Chen Tong robe suddenly put it, took a piece of Paizi from the cuff, wiped his forehead, and threw it aside.

"Why ... what's the master?" The housekeeper asked.

"I went to Yizheng to drink too much last night, my head hurts, and I feel very uncomfortable." Chen Tongpao gritted his teeth.

"Then you rest, don't hurt your body." The old slave said.

"Well, you eat." He pushed the chair and said casually:

"Qiu Guang, you follow me first, pour a cup of tea." He said, he got up and went out of the steps.

The hand holding the chopsticks holding the chopsticks hanging in the air, staring at the eyes and looking around, seeing the housekeeper lowered his head, the old slave looked at Chen Tongpao. Then she reacted, hurriedly put down the bowl, and shouted, "I am

Come here! "

The housekeeper and the old slaves were gimmicking. For a long time, Fang Fang said: "Master Chen is really interesting to the lady?"

The old slave gorged a sip of porridge, and then he drew his mouth: "The housekeeper, you think about it!"

"No, let me tell you," the housekeeper poked at the bottom of the bowl with chopsticks. "Isn't the girl going to open the door yesterday? I did n’t see her back at night ... Who knows Master Chen ..." He

Speaking of half, I suddenly coughed a few times,

"Drink porridge, or drink porridge!"

The cold screen took a snow -white silver plate, put the teapot and tea bowl up, then opened the lid of the pot, poured water into the porcelain bowl.

"Girl Zhu, you are a pitiful person," Chen Tongpao sighed behind her. "Not only did the mother go, but there was no copper plate on her body.

I really want to know what you have experienced before. "

This is not Chen Tongpao's words of words, but a hint that asked her to hear the hearing and hints in the Lu family.

The cold screen was not panic, filled with tea silently, and sent to Chen Tong robe.

"Don't be hot, let's drink it." She stared at Chen Tong robe with an expressionless face. This person was like a stone plastic in the cold screen's eyes.

"I drink, you say." Chen Tong robe lowered his brows, and took tea to drink.

"I was originally the Lu family's concubine." The cold screen took a deep breath and finally said it.

Chen Tongpao pretended to be groaning.

"Because ... the Lu family wants to catch me to send offers, I run out with my mother."

"Why did the Lu family send their own officials?"

The cold screen looked at him affectionately: "Please don't ask ..."

"Listen to respect, just say what he wants to say." Chen Tongpao said calmly.

"The daughter of the people continued." The cold screen paused, "I ran all the way, fled to Taizhou, and took a false name ... I have flowed to this day."

"The Lu family is still hunting?" Chen Tongpao knocked on the bowl of the bowl and made a few crisp sounds.

"That's right. Because the Lu family wants to catch me immediately to change the silver, it will return the account of Jiangdu." The cold screen said.

"What?" The tip of the eyebrows locked, "Jiangdu's account? What is the matter?"

Seeing that the incident was led out, I quickly replied: "This was what I heard from my mother. It is said that Lu Jishou owned the money in the gambling workshop in Jiang.

"

Chen Tongpao squeezed the beard and smiled deeply: "This is the first useful news you provided me."

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