Explosive favorite poisonous concubine: the black-bellied prince chases after his wife

Chapter 171
Shangguan Liangyue sighed, looked at Zhong Hai on the ground and said, "It's true that you didn't think carefully about this matter, but you can't blame you entirely. After all, the secrets about Xiaoyao Pavilion in the world have long been blocked. If you don't want to investigate, will not know.

Moreover, as far as the picture studio is concerned, you have done a good job, you have such a heart, and I am grateful to your lady.get up! "

Zhong Hai's heart was filled with regret, his lips were tightly pressed on his pale face, he raised his head to glance at Shangguan Liangyue, and got up.

If she hadn't made her own decision, the young lady wouldn't be so passive.

Now Xiaoyao Pavilion seems to have thrown an olive branch, but it actually puts the young lady in an embarrassing situation.

The signing order has been accepted, do you want to ask?
I asked, if Xiaoyao Pavilion made an unreasonable request, would the lady agree or not?
Do not ask?

Once the order was signed, there was no recovery.

This has always been the rule of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and there is absolutely no reason to change it.

Zhong Hai knew that he was only one year younger than the young lady, but his means of doing things and his thoughts were not a bit worse than that.

Self-pity is most useless at this time.

After taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down.

After raising her head, she looked at Shangguan Liangyue firmly on that slightly dark and delicate face: "Miss, what should I do next?"

Shangguan Liangyue's ink-like eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of her lips curled into an unexplained smile.

Looking out the window, there was a trace of determination in that cold expression.

"No matter what Xiaoyao Pavilion thinks about it, since it has handed over the signing order to me, there must be no reason to send it back. Let's do a deal with the tiger's skin, how about it?"

Looking at the lavender evening mist that has withered into dots outside the window, the corners of Shangguan Liangyue's lips slightly raised.

Zhong Hai looked up at Shangguan Liangyue's expression, feeling a little thumping in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Miss, but from what she said, Xiaoyao Pavilion is obviously an evil faction in the Jianghu.

After provoking such an organization, the only one who dares to deal with it is his young lady.

After Zhong Hai received the order to go out, he was still uneasy.

Shangguan Liangyue looked at his desolate back as he walked out, and knew that Zhong Hai must be terrified and regretful.

But things are already like this, and there is no room for maneuver.

Bai's almost transparent hand held the signing order in her hand, Shangguan Liangyue lowered her head and thought for a while, and finally put it away.

……

Hua Qingli hasn't seen Shangguan Liangyue here for three consecutive days, and her heart is slightly cold.

This little girl is really cruel.

She was lingering on the sick bed, but she didn't take a look.

But he didn't know that Shangguan Liangyue was too busy to drink water at this time.

Inside the picture gallery.

Shangguan Liangyue went through the accounts and handed them over to Zhong Hai.

Apart from the large sum of money spent to pay Xiaoyao Pavilion, there is no other problem.

And this Xiaoyao Pavilion seemed to really want to do business, and even established a written certificate.

The document states that a thousand ingots of gold will be collected from the picture studio, and a signing order will be issued, with no time limit.

It was inscribed with the imprint of the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion Shangyue Country Semicolon.

A mark of a black roaring tiger totem.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked Zhong Hai: "Can you see Pavilion Master Semicolon himself?"

Zhong Hai lowered his eyelids, frowned, and said: "I see, but I'm wearing an iron mask, I can't see the appearance at all, I can only hear the voice, but the voice seems to be hoarse after processing, I'm afraid it's to hide the inner truth. You must not show your true colors to others."

(End of this chapter)