"Your precious princess is truly a genius. Every time I meet you, you amaze me." The gentle man in green said with a faint smile, unabashed praise in his eyes.
"No matter how talented my king's Mo'er is, he still belongs to me, and he has nothing to do with Prince Nangong."
Feng Qingcang, dressed in white, declared his ownership.
"Mo'er will get married sooner or later, and it's impossible for her to be taken care of by you for the rest of her life." The man playing chess with Feng Qingcang was Nangong Yun, the prince of Qidong Kingdom. He was dressed in green and had a somewhat fairy-like air.
The taste of bones.
"Whether she marries or not is up to me. If I don't agree, no one can marry her." Feng Qingcang said pointedly.
He had already guessed what Nangong Yun was thinking, but he would not give him this chance.
Never.
No one will.
"You are so stubborn. Haven't you ever thought about Mo'er's happiness? She has already reached the age of hair extensions and has reached the age of love. If you still restrain her like this, it will only make her suffer." Nangong Yun said seriously.
.In fact, sometimes he doesn't understand Feng Qingcang's feelings for Xin Mo'er. He and she are obviously two contradictory entities.
"I have my own arrangements for her future, so I won't bother you, Prince Nangong, to tell you about it from an unrelated person." Feng Qingcang said as he dropped the sunspot in his hand heavily, "The car is five to one."
The next step is to go straight to Huanglong.
The white piece in Nangong Yun's hand paused in the air, and slowly fell outside the chess game for a long time. He sighed, "I lost."
"Your heart is not in the chess game at all." Feng Qingcang made the point.
"What's your heart?" Nangong Yun shot back.
Feng Qingcang was silent.
However, Nangong Yun did not answer. He muttered silently, "The bow is stretched, the bow is stretched, the archer is stretched, the bow is stretched, and the arrows are all hit. Mu Zi Li, Li Zi Mu, Li Carpenter, Li Mu carved bow, the bow is difficult to open." "Haha.
,interesting."
…
"Since I have already made the couplet about Miss Lanyin, can Mother Zhang fulfill her promise just now?" Xin Moer asked bluntly.
Mother Zhang coughed twice but had not yet answered. A young woman with her cheeks covered by tulle, revealing only a pair of beautiful almond eyes, walked down the stairs on the second floor.
His temperament is leisurely and elegant, and his steps are light. "Young Master, if you have any requests, just ask. If the young lady can do it, I will not refuse."
Xin Moer stared at her, reluctant to look away, feeling that she exuded a charming and tranquil temperament.
It seems that such a woman should not belong in this place.
So, a thought came to her mind. Xin Moer decided to bring Lan Yin to her side. Lan Jian is the number one in Zuihonglou. If she can be poached, the business of Zuihonglou will definitely be deserted, and Zhang’s mother will have less money.
Make a lot of money.
Anything that makes Mama Zhang less money is her pleasure. Who has ever offended her?
"Miss Lanyin, you said this, you can't go back on it." Xin Moer looked directly into her eyes.
"I will never go back on my word." Lan Yin looked back at her firmly, her clear eyes seeming to be able to understand people's psychology.
Xin Moer flashed for a moment and quickly regained consciousness, "Well, you can leave here with me today."
After saying that, he was about to hold Lan Yin's hand.
Zhang's mother quickly stopped her and said with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Young Master, Lan Yin is our number one in Zuihonglou! Zuihonglou is still counting on her to make money, so you just took her away, Mom, I will do it again
Where can I find the second Lan Yin?"
Xin Moer's eyes darkened, displeasure appeared in her eyes, and asked her, "Mother Zhang, you said it yourself just now, as long as you can answer the couplet asked by Miss Lanyin correctly, no matter what the other party asks, you will do it within your ability."
I have to agree. Could it be that Mother Zhang is getting older and has forgotten what she said so quickly?"
"..." Zhang's mother was speechless.
"Mother Zhang, since this young master has made a couplet, we can't break his promise. Besides, I didn't sign the deed of sale when I entered the Zuihong Mansion, so I still have the freedom to exercise my rights."
Seeing that Zhang's mother didn't answer, Xin Mo'er ignored her and swaggeringly led Lan Yin past her, and then walked out of the gate of Zuihong Mansion. However, she did not leave immediately, but ordered Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu to
Take Lan Yin back to Prince Xu's Mansion first.
He got into a small alley, went around to the back door of Zuihong Building, squatted in the corner, and stared at the back door quietly.
A quarter of an hour later, the door to the backyard was opened, and two slender figures, one white and one green, came out of the back door one after another.
The last person to come out was Mother Zhang, who was dressed in heavy makeup and usually looked like a philistine.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang's back was upright, she had abandoned her philistine appearance, and her eyes were shrewd. She didn't look like a veteran who had been in the red house for a long time. Her temperament was not inferior to that of the head of a wealthy family.
"My lord, go slowly." Mother Zhang sent Feng Qingcang off respectfully, but did not salute Nangong Yun.
It wasn't until the two left for a long time that Zhang's mother closed the backyard door again.
Xin Moer looked at the direction Feng Qingcang was leaving. At this moment, everything seemed to be clear.
I finally understood why Zhang’s mother looked at me with surprise and caution when she first entered Zuihonglou.
Finally understood why a mysterious person came to rescue her that day when she was trapped in the drunken red building.
I finally understood why Zhang’s mother didn’t look angry at all after killing the two men who had intended to do evil to her.
I finally understood why she received those ten boards for no reason, instead of a hundred.
Finally understood why she could escape from Zuihong Mansion so easily in the heavily guarded backyard.
I finally understood why Mother Zhang’s eyes inadvertently glanced at the private room on the second floor.
Because everything is because of him.
Feng Qingcang.
All of this was designed by him.
Because he is the boss behind Zuihonglou who has been hiding in the background.
A line of clear tears flowed down Xin Moer's cheek.
It turned out that she had always been acting like a clown in front of him.
This feeling of being deceived and played with is very uncomfortable.
"What are you doing here?" A familiar and deep magnetic voice suddenly came from behind.
Xin Moer was startled. She didn't expect that he would find her and turn back again. She quickly wiped away the tears on her face and turned her head calmly, "I didn't do anything, just looked at the scenery."
Feng Qingcang's heart trembled, could she cry while looking at the scenery? And she did it so secretly. He stretched out his knuckled fingers to brush away the tears on her face, "You cried." This was an affirmative sentence.
"I didn't cry." Xin Moer denied.
"You are obviously crying." Feng Qingcang stated a fact.
"I said I didn't cry, so I didn't cry. Do you have to watch me cry to make you happy?!"