The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 960
The competition at Qingshan College was still the same, Xie Wanrong dragged Qi Jinghuan around Phoenix City for a long time, and couldn't help but look towards the direction where she bought a house in the outskirts.

She was worried that something unsettling would affect her plans.

The land deed was in her arms, and she struggled several times, but she still couldn't take it out.

Let's wait until she gets everything ready.

She lowered her eyes and leaned on Qi Jinghuan's arm: "Ah Huan, let's go back."

At this time, the sky has drawn down the curtain, and the lights are just beginning to come on.

The night in Phoenix City is far more moving than the daytime, and the shouts of vendors on the streets rise and fall one after another.

Xie Wanrong looked at the long street in front of her with all kinds of lanterns, she raised her head in surprise: "What day is it now?"

Hongling's eyes fell on those lanterns curiously: "Rongrong, it seems——August Festival will be in a few days!"

August [-]th?
Xie Wanrong nodded: "That should be after the six factions competition."

She suddenly had an idea that August [-]th meant reunion, and she would take Qi Jinghuan to their new home on that day.

Xie Wanrong smiled softly: "Ah Huan, let's come out on August [-]th!"

Hong Ling was the happiest. She clapped her hands first: "Good! Good! Good! That day must be very lively."

Qi Jinghuan took a meaningful look at Xie Wanrong. Under the moonlight, his deep facial features were even more handsome and charming. He raised his eyebrows: "Wan'er, when will I not agree to you?"

"...I can't say for sure, after all, I don't remember anything now." Xie Wanrong said casually, and then dragged Qi Jinghuan back to Qingshan College.

Under the dark night, the various sects have been arranged in the backyard of Qingshan College, and they are doing their best to prepare for tomorrow's competition.

Tomorrow is the competition between the disciples who won the first round of Qingshan College and the disciples who won the first round of Yunfeng School.

Xie Wanrong didn't pay much attention to the details of the competition.

They rode the wind up to King's Landing Court.

But I saw that the room in King's Landing Courtyard was lit with candles.

Xie Wanrong glanced boredly, still thinking about who entered the King's Landing Courtyard, a black shadow fell from the sky, and by the moonlight, Xie Wanrong recognized that face.

"You guys are so arrogant! My master has been waiting with you for an hour!" Angry responsibility followed.

Zhu Qing stared at Xie Wanrong with dissatisfaction, then stared at Qi Jinghuan beside him.

She didn't understand that even if her master was accommodating this woman, he was also very friendly to this man. Is this because of his love for the house?
"Princess Yao... Guang?" Xie Wanrong coughed in shock. She came back so late to hide from Feng Yueyou, but she never figured out that Feng Yueyou, the most honored Princess Yaoguang in Yuexi Kingdom, would actually meet her. Wait for her to come back.

What is her luck?
"Zhuqing!" With a deep roar, Feng Yueyou walked out of the room in a dark blue slim brocade robe, her ink-like eyes were shining brightly.

She is very concerned about Xie Wanrong, a relative whose blood is thicker than water.

"Wan Rong, you didn't participate in today's competition?" Feng Yueyou thought for a while, before asking the most homely question.

Xie Wanrong sneered, could it be that she waited for her for so long just to ask this question?
She moved her lower lip: "Participated."

Feng Yueyou took it for granted and nodded, "Come in, I want to say a few words with you."

This King's Landing Courtyard is her place, so why does it have a feeling of being anti-client.

(End of this chapter)