Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 195 Infatuated in the room, happy to come to Yun's house (3)
The man didn't force this time, he loosened his arms and let her sit on the brocade bench opposite the carriage.It’s not that she was really frightened by her. The little man’s performance has improved a lot now. Gaojiacun still slapped himself that time, splashing his head and face. Although he still looks like a cat with its teeth and claws today, he is still soft after all. Too much, at least, not so polite to himself, more respectful, and even scolded a few words.

At this stage, he doesn't have any demands on her, just treat himself as a living, flesh-and-blood person.

It's just grinding slowly, what can he afford?
There was a smile on his lips, this time he let go very willingly, and - he frowned, and scratched his neck with his backhand, secretly screaming in pain, the back of his neck was really hurt from being scratched by her nails.

After taking a few breaths and straightening her clothes, Yun Wanqin turned her face out of the window to get some air. After the breath was over, she didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but her heart suddenly moved, no, I can't pay attention to him now, I have to use it use.

Xiahou Shiting only thought that the car arrived in front of the servant's mansion, and she would not talk to herself. Unexpectedly, the little man on the opposite side turned his face, shyly, propped up the sides of the seat and said, "I entrusted it to the third master before." Yes, you still haven't found anything about my mother."

She tried first to see how he reacted.To be honest, she really couldn't believe that he didn't find any clues.

There was no movement on the man's face, but he didn't expect her to be so persistent about this matter, chasing after her fiercely, and she would not end until she broke the casserole: "The person who might break the old news has already been killed by you, why bother to investigate such a thing?" It's clear. After checking it out, what can you do?"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Wanqin was sure that he had found out something out of ten, leaned over, and cautiously said, "The third master found out who the person who came to the servant's mansion in the winter night is?"

Xiahou Shiting breathed evenly, without any confusion: "I haven't found out, and I don't plan to continue to investigate. This king has never done meaningless things, and you don't need to make useless efforts."

I really don't know which tendon is wrong again!That's not what he said at the beginning. If he thought it was a waste of time, why didn't he just refuse?It's pointless to say it now!There is reason to be moody.

Yun Wanqin was at a loss for words for a long time.

Seeing her sullen, Xiahou Shiting's chest was heaving with anger through the clothes. In the narrow compartment, she was particularly conspicuous. With the horseshoes galloping, it looked like two tightly wrapped naughty rabbits jumping up and down. , the bridge of the nose was inexplicably red again, and the pupils of the eyes froze, forgetting to move them away for a while.

At this juncture, there is kung fu playing with the hooligans in the eyes.Yun Wanqin stared at him, and immediately blurted out: "Is that Uncle Jiang Guo?"

The man's eyes darkened, but he didn't expect that she would guess Jiang Yin's head.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yun Wanqin wasn't surprised at all. She was even more sure that it was Jiang Yin, but her face calmed down and she turned away.

Xiahou Shiting guessed what she was thinking, and couldn't sit still: "You want to ask Jiang Yin?"

Otherwise, since you know everything, if you don't ask to understand, will you be aggrieved to death?

Xiahou Shiting narrowed his eyes: "You can't see Uncle Guo."

Oh, then it depends on your own ability, you say you won't see it if you don't see it?

Every time Xiahou Shiting asked a question, all he got was a sneering smile, but it was rare for him to have an attack. His mind turned, and when he thought of something, he lifted this little man's snow-white wrist, his teeth itched: "Why, do you want to see me again?" Ask the prince for help?" She wants to get close to the uncle, the prince is a bridge, isn't she familiar with the prince.

Since I can ask you for help, why can't I find the prince?Personal connections are only used when needed, not used, waiting to be moldy?Yun Wanqin shook off his hand and rolled her eyes along the way.

What was lost was white eyes, in the eyes of men, it was almost the same as winking eyes, Xia Hou Shiting couldn't help but think of the way she and the prince entered the stage at the Xie Le Banquet, the way she flirted with each other in private, and suddenly became angry, ignoring what she couldn't do in the first place Forbearance, I thought a lot about it, I couldn't hold back all of a sudden, picked her up, and dragged her to her lap again: "I said not to associate with the prince! Don't even think about it in the future!"

She was naturally persistent, and stretched out her paws to confront him again.

There was a thumping sound from the back of the carriage, and occasionally the curtains of the car were shaken. Amidst the woman's angry voice, Shi Yaoan was blushing and heartbeating while raising his horsewhip. refreshing.

Although Yun Wanqin was weaker than him in strength, she was as flexible as an earthworm, able to burrow everywhere, and full of energy. This time, she changed her strategy, put on her nails and scratched it, and finally Xiahou Shiting felt a little uncomfortable: "Enough is enough. "It's fun to play for a while, but after a long time, it becomes a toss.

Yun Wanqin also felt like a ghost covering her eyes today, but she really got entangled with him. Seeing that her hair was loose, she didn't look like a lady, just like Brother Mao and Sister Zhu at home. She was about seven or eight years old. The naughty boy's temper was aroused, he hummed, sat aside to fix his hair, and felt his cheeks burn while doing it, why did he just get up so casually with him, it wasn't like this before.

Seeing that she was very determined, Xiahou Shiting had to investigate to find out the truth. The more forcefully he stopped, the more interest would be aroused in her, so he didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and finally eased down again.

Yun Wanqin thought of something, and puffed her cheeks: "Master, help me send it to Jinbao Street first." At this moment, she was restless, and she didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her face and neck must be flushed, and she was afraid to go home. Life is suspicious, and God knows that he came to send himself back home in person, in case his family sees him, he doesn't bother to explain, and secondly, he really wants to see Hong Rou, and I haven't had a chance to ask more about such a big matter yesterday Woolen cloth.

Xiahou Shiting's eyelids moved, and he didn't ask a word: "Yao'an, turn to Er, and enter Baojie."

Without saying a word, Shi Yaoan turned the horse's head as soon as he picked up the rein.

Entering the entrance of Bao Street, the carriage put Yun Wanqin down and left.But Miao Er saw the carriage deviated from the road back to the Minister's Mansion, and she was suspicious, so she told the driver to follow closely, and finally saw the young lady got off the car at Jinbao Street, and hurriedly told the driver to stop and take a closer look. In the compartment, a hand stretched half way out to pull the curtain, that hand was strong and slender, with well-defined joints, it looked like a man's hand, he was shocked when he saw the carriage of Prince Qin's mansion leaving, he hurried over and pulled Yun Wan Qin, pointing to the back: "Miss, the king of Qin can't be in that car."

Who else, Yun Wanqin gave her a look, told the driver to wait at the interface, and went to the shop first.

Speaking of buying this shop on Jinbao Street for a long time, I only took a quick look at it when I went to my cousin's house before buying it. My cousin came to help occasionally, but Yun Wanqin didn't worry about it.

When I saw it today, I didn't believe in the wrong person. The front door was well-groomed by Hong Rou, and the goods inside were evenly distributed.

(End of this chapter)