Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 121 The Deceitful Bride 30: Looks Like a Dead Person (2 more 1)

Ye Qingluan raised her chin proudly.

"No, thank you."

But she squinted her eyes immediately, "... Sanlang, just don't bring back a ghost lady!"

Cui Qian's teeth itch with hatred, "You..."

Seeing that he finally had no words, Ye Qingluan felt relieved.

Cui Qian turned around and left.

Ye Qingluan chased after him, "This, you take it!"

The small bag of white sandalwood that she had shared with Cui Jing just now was stuffed into Cui Qian's hand by her.
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Cui Qian looked back eagerly, "Why did you give it to me? Did your conscience find out?"

Ye Qingluan sighed.

Seriously said, "Sanlang, stop making trouble. To be serious, you should bring this—it is said that it can ward off ghosts."

Cui Qian's eyes rippled slightly.

But he lowered his eyes to look at the small bag in his hand, and then his face sullen again.

"Sneak... This is the package you were about to give to Jing, but failed to deliver!"

"Jing'er didn't want it so much, you just forwarded it to me..."

Ye Qingluan could only sigh forcefully when he saw that he was going to make trouble again.

It was so loud that he could hear it clearly.

"I said Saburo, you are so smart and good at solving cases, but why can't you tell the good from the bad?"

"I'm sincere, it's not the time to argue with you just now..."

Cui Qian narrowed his almond eyes slightly, and stared at her condescendingly for a long time.

"Hmm, forget it, although I don't need it, maybe Cui Na and the others can barely use it."

As he spoke, he tightened his fingers, tightly squeezed the small packet of white sandalwood into his palm, and then hid it in his arms.

Ye Qingluan also nodded generously, "It doesn't matter who uses it, as long as it can be used and I can help you, Saburo, then my money will not be wasted!"

At the end, she seriously added, "Really, this white sandalwood is so precious! Don't waste it."
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Since she came to the Cui Mansion, she thought about not coming in vain, she turned around and went to the Cui Mansion after leaving the gate of the Cui Mansion's family school.

She had to see Wu Niang.

Cui Qian is leaving tomorrow, so Wuniang and Cui Qianyuan didn't get married?
——Will the painting she gave Wu Niang come in handy?

However, based on Cui Qian's ghostly appearance today, she was a little uncertain.

How can a young man who has just consummated the house with his wife be so full of grievances?

Intuitively, she was worried that the consummation of the house did not seem to be done yet.

Where is the problem?

Of course, it can't be Wu Niang's reluctance. If someone is in the way, it can only be this hard-to-serve gentleman!

She gritted her teeth and looked at Cui Qian's back.

Cui Qian took her sandalwood and left with a reluctant look.

Not only did he consummate the house with Wu Niang, but he pushed back and forth; now that he has taken such precious white sandalwood from her, look at him, he still looks unwilling!

She knew that he didn't care for the idea of ​​white sandalwood she gave him.

——He is Qinghe Cuilang, the only legitimate son of Qinghe Xiaofang. Naturally, there is no shortage of high-quality spices in his family.If he wants to use white sandalwood, their Cui Mansion must have the best, and orange is definitely better than what she gave him.

Even if his family is ordered, the Cui family's children are not allowed to abuse spices.But the focus is on the word "abuse".

It's not that one's own children are not allowed to use spices, but that "abuse" is not allowed.

But if it is to save your life while investigating the case, then of course it is not abused.So of course he can take the best white sandalwood from his home and use it openly.

He has better ones, so of course he doesn't care about her ideas!

But...

Alas, she did not regret giving him the white sandalwood.

Although she said that she felt a little bit sorry for the precious spices, she still felt that she could feel at ease by giving them to him.

He used the white sandalwood she gave him very often, that was his business; if she gave it to him, it was her fulfilling her wish.

She wasn't asking for his use, she was just asking for her own peace of mind.

After all, his trip to Shandong this time was regarded as "a ghostly business trip".

She instinctively felt that the ghost lady was not a real ghost, but a living person pretending to be a ghost, using ghost stories to kill people.

But who knows, maybe there is really something metaphysical in it.She is a time-traveling woman, and some thoughts are still too "scientific".

Cui Qian's back gradually went out of her field of vision.

She sighed silently.

No matter what, I wish you peace...
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Choi House.

Ye Qingluan looked at Wu Niang, dumbfounded.

"Saburo, has he seen it?"

Wu Niang sighed, "Well, I've seen it."

Wu Niang's cheeks were about to bleed, "You have to know that I have risked everything to be able to do such a thing."

"Of course I understand, my good princess." Ye Qingluan also felt that one head and two big, "He just... really didn't fluctuate at all?"

Wu Niang was about to cry, "Why did I lie to you? If there is even a little bit of everything, why am I here?"

Ye Qingluan pulled the painting over again and looked at it carefully.

Although objectively speaking, although this painting is that painting, it really can't provoke any trouble in the heart of her time-traveling girl - because it is really too childish!
However, this is ancient times. Even if the painting is to "applause" with a straight face, the "applause" is still in action. The ancient people are not as well-informed as she is, so the ancient people should have some Small activities are just that!
She frowned, "According to the princess, can San Lang pray to gods, cultivate immortals, eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha?"

To be able to face his newlywed daughter-in-law, with the assist of this painting, he can still feel calm, unless he has faith in his heart!
What's more, Wu Niang is already the princess, no matter how tall he is, he has to take the initiative, right?
Wu Niang shook her head suspiciously, "...my mother-in-law eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha's name. But Saburo doesn't have such a cultivation level."

Ye Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

But she still had a headache immediately.So where is the problem?
She glanced at Wu Niang.

If Wuniang was still the same Li Wuniang back then, she could ask her bluntly how she behaved in front of Cui Qian that day... After all, paintings are dead, and talents are alive and well.

However, now that Wu Niang is the princess, it is not appropriate for her to ask Wu Niang directly.

She had no choice but to do a self-examination first, "Blame me, it should be that the painting I found didn't catch Saburo's eyes."

"When I turn around, I will find a more vivid painting for the princess, ah!"

Wu Niang's face turned red again, "...Saburo seems to really dislike this painting."

Ye Qingluan raised her eyebrows, "Huh? Then what did he say?"

Wu Niang bit her lip and said, "Sanlang said, looking at the people in this painting, they seem to be dead."

Ye Qingluan laughed, quite loudly, to solve embarrassment.

But she couldn't stop laughing after a couple of laughs.

Instead, I felt goosebumps on my arms.

(End of this chapter)