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

Chapter 665
Xiaoyao Pavilion is a special existence for these four countries.

Although Shikoku Semicolon operates independently, it is a vicious and convincing character.

Shangguan Liangyue looked at the snow that fell from the dead branch after being bent, and said lightly: "At the beginning, the two important chess pieces that Huamanlou buried in Shangyue Kingdom, Shangguan Lianyue and Situ Zhenguan died in my hands. In his hands, these two pawns are buried for ten years.

If a ten-year-old child had such a scheming back then, you would know the extent of his tricks.

Now the semicolons of these four countries have already got the news of the disappearance of the pavilion master, and they will not let it go.

If I suddenly appeared with a token in my hand, they would definitely suspect whether the former pavilion master was alive or dead, or was killed by me. "

He paused when he said this, his eyes were slightly sharp: "Choose the day, call the four of them, I want to see them."

Hua Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly, then turned her eyes to look at her.

"Whoever has a different mind will be punished."

The orange-red lips parted slightly, and spit out these words.

……

There are already Emperor Xuan's spies in the East Palace, so it is not so convenient to meet people and do things.

On the second day, Shangguan Liangyue went to the picture studio early in the morning, while Hua Qingli was called to the palace early in the morning.

In the depths of winter, the heavy snow covered the Chaozheng Avenue overnight, and the streets were covered with snow shovelers.

The hawkers greeted each other and shoveled the snow while exchanging greetings.

The small gray sparrows stood on the dead branches covered with snow, chattering non-stop. Occasionally, the plump ones stepped on the falling snow and fell, and flew away, and the snow on the dead branches fell. ground.

Shangguan Liangyue walked through the noisy Chaozheng Street, turned a corner and entered the picture studio.

The guy inside was beckoning someone to sweep the snow outside, and he nodded and bowed when he saw her come in.

Taking a glance inside, the two-storey small building of the picture studio has now been tossed and changed by Zhong Hai according to her original idea.

The first floor is a stand for individual customers, where you can sit and watch the drama on the stage below. There is also a terrace outside the private rooms on the second floor, with several open-air seats facing the street.

There is a space about three feet wide between the private room and the terrace, with charcoal in winter and ice in summer.

Shangguan Liangyue asked the clerk, and learned that Prince Qi had already been waiting on the balcony on the second floor, so he walked up the stairs.

Walking through the aisle of the private room, I took a look at the burning charcoal fire, and my lips could not help but curl up.

This Zhong Hai is really good at making money.

Lifting the curtain of tinkling colored glazed bells, Shangguan Liangyue saw Xue Qiyang and Zhe Mingzhu sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table, sipping tea and admiring the scenery.

"Lianger?"

Hearing the sound, Xue Qiyang looked up and saw Shangguan Liangyue in a red skirt, a little surprised.

It's been a long time since I saw her, her face became more dazzling, but her slightly thin face was pale.

He stood up, frowning for a moment.

"But why worry about it, then Hua Qingli is not a good person!"

Shangguan Liangyue glanced at him indifferently, but did not speak.

Zhe Mingzhu had already stood up, murmuring, not knowing what to say.

The stunning woman in red in front of her made her afraid.

Shangguan Liangyue waved her hands and said to the two, "Sit down and talk."

Zhe Mingzhu sat down anxiously, looking at Shangguan Liangyue from time to time, hesitant to speak.

After Xue Qiyang sat down, he raised his eyes to look at her thin face, and said worriedly: "Recently, the Haohao clan has been restless and tried to attack a few times. Although they were beaten back, it is not a long-term solution after all. When I come back this time, I want to Let me give you an idea.

Also, is it true that the prince of Qi died of illness? "

Zhe Mingzhu's eyes suddenly widened upon hearing this, and she looked at Shangguan Liangyue seriously.

(End of this chapter)