(The order of the previous chapter was wrong, it was Chapter 8.)

The group of people walked towards the door, crossed the small bridge and flowing water, opened a white gauze curtain at any time, and suddenly found that there was something strange inside.

The three-story building is simple and elegant. In the center of the venue is a stage, and a woman in white is playing the guzheng.There are many booths under the stage, and some guests are bustling with guests, surrounded by calligraphy and paintings.

"The Drunken Old Man's Tower of the Nu Family is a place where you can sell your art but not your body!" Chang Miao explained.

"Lord, you're back!" A woman in pink veil stepped forward to take her arm, and smiled softly. She glanced behind her, shocked in her eyes, but quickly calmed down.

"Qiutang, are there many people tonight?" Chang Miao asked as she walked upstairs.

"Not many, I must have gone to see the Hundred Flowers Conference! Can the host get the first place today?" Qiutang asked.

Chang Miao nodded, pinched her face: "That's natural!"

"Ah, the landlord really got it! My God, this is really great news. The landlord, Qiutang will tell the other sisters about it! If you have guests, I won't bother you!" Too excited, Qiutang mentioned The hem of the skirt, regardless of the image, went downstairs, and when passing by Nan Liyou and Ling Xiaohan, he took a deep look.

Chang Miao ran away with that figure, smiled helplessly, and said to Nan Liyou and others: "This way, everyone!"

A group of people followed Chang Miao up to the third floor, entered the room, ordered the servant girl to make tea, then sat down slowly, and said softly: "Girl, you can talk now, what help do you need from my servant!"

Nan Liyou frowned, and said with a faint smile, "I want to know about Burning Heart!"

Chang Miao was startled, her soft and smiling face gradually disappeared, "I'm sorry, my family doesn't know about this place!"

When Nan Liyou heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Really? If you don't know the place of Burning Heart, how dare you ask where your Huoduo Luo came from?"

After hearing this, Chang Miao was even more shocked. She couldn't help but frowned, and re-examined the woman in red, "What do you want Huoduoluo to do?"

"Save people!" Nan Liyou replied calmly.

"Who are you saving?" Chang Miao continued to ask.

"Mother!"

Chang Miao nodded lightly, and continued: "I didn't expect so many people to miss this Huoduoluo. Fortunately, it was a fake that was snatched away!"

Everyone was shocked and said in unison: "Fake?"

Chang Miao stood up, walked around the center of the venue, stomped her feet, and said with a smile: "Of course it's fake! I don't have that much skill, so I went to the Burning Heart to pick up the Huoduoluo. It was taken away." The one I bought was just made out of silk by the servants!"

Nan Liyou suddenly realized, no wonder, when she was in the square, when she saw the potted flowers, she always felt something was wrong.

It's no wonder that my mother lost her flowers at this moment, but she was still safe and sound, not in a hurry, that's why.

She was so smart that she had deceived everyone's eyes. Nan Liyou had to admire this woman a little bit.

"Miao Miao is really Miao, I admire it!" Nan Liyou cupped his hands and said.

"Where, the slave family has no other way. To tell you the truth, the drunk man's building in the slave family is a business that sells art but not body. There are dozens of girls under his hand to support. The business is bleak, and it can't compare with those flesh and blood businesses. Seeing now The rent is about to be paid, so I came up with this idea." Chang Miao sighed, Yingying walked back to her seat and sat down, taking a sip of tea.

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