Qingchuan History

Chapter 461 Partition Wall
Your son's home is in a brothel, named the most happy.

Jing Tingge only felt that he had seen a ghost.

In the middle of the night, being hit by a car for no reason and getting into the other's car for no reason, although there is a reason, it is absurd after all.

This man was even more absurd. He opened his mouth and invited a girl he didn't know to ride with him, and finally brought the girl to the fireworks field full of girls.

Still the favorite building.

She can't show that she knows this place, but she can only be more sure that the other party is indeed a real nobleman, because it is not easy for Gein to spend money in the most happy building.

Until she followed him up to the third floor, when he opened the door, she saw the face of another man at the table inside——

I really saw a ghost, I'm afraid it's a game? !
She hurriedly moved half a step aside to prevent the man in the room from seeing her face, lowered her voice and said timidly:

"I'm a girl who hasn't left the court. It's inappropriate to hang out in the brothel like this. Thank you for your kindness, young master, and I will leave."

Shangguan Yan also felt that he had seen a ghost, and said amusedly: "I first met in the suburbs earlier, I don't think Miss is such a courageous person."

More than that.It's so daring, to drive alone at night with such a color, and easily get into the car of a strange man, no matter how you think, it's strange.

"It's okay," he saw her face so shy that she couldn't believe it, and said again sincerely:

"The next friend is inside, my own people. The carriage has been ordered to be sent for repair, and I'm afraid it will have to wait until tomorrow. You can eat and drink to warm up at ease. If you are tired, you can sleep in the next one."

He pointed to the door next door.

Is Murong Ling your friend?Jing Tingge felt like a ghost.Who is this man?Even the game has to be skipped, it's almost effortless.

"To tell you the truth, my lord," it's better to be respectful than obedient, "I'm exhausted from traveling and traveling, I'm so tired that I can't keep my eyes open, and I'm afraid of getting fat after eating and drinking at night.

He is indeed a wonderful person.In this way, he got in the car and followed to the brothel, and after a few words of persuasion, he really stayed.The situation tonight was unusual since the car crash, Shangguan Banquet was in high spirits, thoughtfully sent the beautiful lady to the door, and ordered to prepare a fruit plate and tea to pass in, and went back to the next room to drink.

How could Jing Tingge sleep? He entered the room and closed the door, moved two chairs against the wall next to the other wall, sat on one with legs resting on it, and began to listen when he was comfortable lying down.

"You stay in Suoning City every day and don't go back, and you are not afraid of being urged." It was the angry man.

"Just wait for him to urge you. They won't urge you."

Murong Ling.After several years of dating, she knows that this voice and this tone have turned into ashes.

"That one is also interesting, and the other person has already become suspicious."

"You also think it's interesting?" Murong Ling replied intermittently, probably hanging out with the girl while drinking, "If it's stable like this, there must be a plan."

"What's the plan?" The coquettish man didn't ask very seriously, as if he didn't have much interest in every sentence.

"It's hard to say. Wait until I do it, and then it will be a matter of course?"

"It's kind of interesting. So are you going to do it? It's been seven or eight days since I've been here. It's hypocritical to have you wait for me and I wait for you if you fight."

"There are too many people in this situation, and the road is not easy to walk." Murong Ling said in a long voice, "Fortunately, most of the usable ones are with me. If you really start to fight, he will be the one who is caught off guard."

The chatter faded away.Jing Tingge pressed his ears to the wall, wishing he could drill a hole, but there was no further text, only the occasional sound of laughing and crying.

She withdrew and looked up at the ceiling.

Surrounded by clouds and fog, it is not easy to say whether it is a game or a coincidence.If you say these things on purpose, tell her to listen. In fact, there is nothing serious about it, but the last sentence:
Most of the useful ones are with me.

What is available.

troops?

Her eyes darkened.This person has been dormant in Su Wang's mansion for nearly three years, and there are Lu Xian and a group of people watching him in the court. It's not unusual for him to be a ghost in the army secretly.

Regardless of the actuality of what he said, and the strength of the troops he was referring to—

Those on the border are still the National Army including the Imperial Army, the so-called majority.

What is even more puzzling is the coquettish man with crabapple red.

Being able to chat with Murong Ling to this extent, even though both of them spoke cautiously and cryptically——

It's definitely not a casual acquaintance, is it?
She subconsciously picked her nails.There are such people around Murong Ling, but he didn't know it before, it was a coincidence, and he finally made a profit.

It was past midnight, she was too lazy to move, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, and began to count the places where she was going tomorrow, one by one.Counting to the tenth or so, my mind was getting cloudy, and I was about to fall asleep, when I heard a slow knock on the door.

She struggled to open her eyes, and was just about to ask, but when she realized it, or the angry man was agitated and finally wanted to pester her.

It's a coincidence, just try it out.

Without saying a word, she tiptoed onto the couch and put the bed curtains on.

The door knocking sounded again, still slowly. "Miss, are you asleep?"

It was that guy.

The light was on in the room, no wonder he was persistent.Jing Tingge hesitated a little, and wanted to turn off the only bedside lamp to see if the other party would open the door and come in.

Finally did not dare.She hasn't turned off the lights at night since she was five years old.

The door was quickly pushed open.

It was covered up faster.

Footsteps from far to near.

What an apprentice.Jing Tingge sneered inwardly, before the other party approached and could not see her figure, she quickly leaned forward and turned off the only lamp.

It was dark inside the house, and I couldn't see my fingers.Her heart was beating fast, and her palms began to sweat thinly, but it was not because of nervousness, it was just a common symptom of lack of light at night, and she had already gotten used to it over the years.

The accompanying dark guards also knew that she would keep the lights on all night, and suddenly it was dark, so they decided to come and see.

She calmly waited for the follow-up with her heart beating fast and sweating profusely.

But there is no follow-up.

The sound of footsteps stopped, and the fun outside also gradually subsided, making the place even more quiet.

"Yes, I have something to say." After a long while, I heard the angry man's voice trembling, "Turn off the light."

Don't perverts and flower pickers just like to turn off the lights?Jing Tingge thought it was strange, after a while the sound was really trembling, the guy really didn't come any closer, it was even more strange, he leaned out and put the lamp on the palm of his hand, he yawned and lay down on the wall and said to himself:

"Why did the lights go out?"

Going out again, I suddenly saw a person tilted at the edge of the round table, his hands resting on the edge of the table, motionless, his face was crystal clear, thin sweat could be seen, it was the Begonia Red.

"Why are you here, son?" She exclaimed in surprise, her eyes widening.

Shangguan Yan was still in shock, his face turned pale and purple, and he replied after a while:

"The place of fireworks, I am afraid that the lady will not be used to sleeping, so I came to visit."

After answering like this, he hurriedly stood up straight, straightened his clothes and recovered his posture, but it was difficult to stop the thin sweat on his forehead immediately.

Jing Tingge saw that his symptoms were similar to his own, and suddenly remembered that earlier in the suburbs, this person claimed to be afraid of the dark, but it was true, and it was so serious.It was fun for a while, and he smiled and said:

"It's hard to worry about your son. I've been asleep for half the night, and when I heard someone talking suddenly, I thought it was a dream."

Shangguan Yan laughed dryly, and no matter how you looked at it, there was a bit of hatred in that smile, "I saw that the light was on in the room, so I thought the lady was still awake." Then he tilted his head to look at the bean lantern, "I don't want to see the lamp just coming in. It went out."

"The wind blows." Jing Tingge smiled.

The doors and windows in the house are closed and the earth dragon is burning, so where is the wind coming from?Shangguan Yan felt even more resentful, knowing that he was not in a good state at the moment, and had no intention of dealing with it, so he coughed and said:

"It's good to get used to sleeping. Miss, rest in peace." Turning around, she was about to withdraw.

"Is this gone?"

Hearing the words, Shangguan Yan froze on his feet, turned around and saw the other party smiling unparalleled, his heart itched again, and then glanced at the bean lamp on the bedside burning faintly as if it was going to be extinguished in the next moment, he did not dare to stay, said "see you tomorrow morning", feeling disheartened out the door.

The madam must have just finished her tour of the venue and came up to show her hospitality to the benefactor, seeing that the other person looked different, she hurriedly asked if there was anything wrong.

"The bedroom next door," Shangguan Yan said with a livid face, "Why is there only one lamp?"

　Thank you Lanyue Xiangying Monthly Ticket 2333~ I've been very tired recently, and I feel very bad. All the lines of the plot are in my mind, but I can't write smoothly. I have to write a chapter for a long time, and I cry.

　　
　
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