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Princess Duanhua straightened her expression, "Qingyin is of course our daughter, but I have always had a knot in my heart these years. On the way back to my hometown, I was suddenly robbed by bandits who robbed the convoy, so I had no choice but to give birth in the car and collapsed. The child almost died, and when he woke up, the child was already in his infancy. Although many years had passed, the gangsters still couldn't find out the history... Suddenly, I saw the child of Baoning again... The child was really She looks so much like me, as if she was sent to me in the dark, I found the shadow of me in her back then..."

Lin Cheng was as surprised as his wife when he first saw Lin Baoning, but he always felt that it was just some kind of coincidence.

Now that Madam mentioned it again, Lin Cheng had to be more cautious.

The mountains in the distance are verdant, the bustling streets are bustling like a brocade. After running all the way, Zhao Tingyu walked up to the private room of a tea house in two or three steps, and poured several sips of tea, and then slowly shared the first-hand information he had inquired with the news from the opposite side. The man crackled and finished.

The time for a cup of tea is the time to talk about business, and the time for a stick of incense is to complain about bitterness.

The man opposite seemed to be extra patient today. It wasn't until Zhao Tingyu finished speaking that he slowly stood up and walked outside with long legs.

"Where are you going?" With the tea still on his lips, Zhao Tingyu couldn't help but glance at the man.

The man kept walking, "Go and meet this King An."

Zhao Tingyu was surprised, "Are you going to Jiaofang Division?!"

As night fell, the lights gradually turned on, and the Jiaofangsi located on the main street was full of dignitaries and guests. There were no fewer sedan chairs and carriages at the door after evening.

Wang An's status in the capital is extremely respected, an existence she cannot afford to offend.

Wang An had a big belly, with a smile on his face, "Where's Jiao'e?"

Wang An is a frequent visitor of Jiaofang Division and also a distinguished guest. When he arrives, Jiaofang Division's mother has come to greet him, "My lord, you are here, are you going to listen to the music or watch the dance?"

There are countless famous prostitutes in the Jiaofang Division. They are good-looking, and they are good at talking and singing. The women here are either voluntary, or they are confiscated.

Jiaofangsi's mother seemed to have expected it long ago, "Jiao'e is inconvenient today, and I'm afraid she won't be able to accompany the prince."

Wang An is nearly forty years old, he is short and fat, with some flesh on his shiny face, and he trembles when he speaks. Jiaofangsi's mother is used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women. Although she is disgusted in her heart, she is still respectful on the surface Respectfully.

"Huh?" Wang An couldn't help but sink into a smile on his originally smiling face, showing his displeasure.

Just when Jiaofangsi's mother didn't know what to make up to prevaricate him, he looked towards the second floor, as if waiting for someone, and snorted, "Forget it today!"

After finishing speaking, he left with a flick of his sleeves, went straight up to the second floor, and entered a private room.

It turned out to be a girl named Jiao'e, who happened to be in the next room, she was playing the piano with bare hands, playing slowly, but her mind was already wandering away, the distinguished guest who spent a lot of money on her, once she entered the room, nothing would happen. Don't want her to do it, just play a few pieces she is good at, and the man inside the curtain has never come out from the beginning.

This can't help but make her curious, what exactly does the man inside the curtain look like, and what is his intention?