Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 467 [A Different Kind of Desperate Combat]

"Master, the waiter downstairs asked his subordinates to come down and tell you that the man who walked with you yesterday... made some indescribable noises again." Bai Zhejin reported with a smile on his face.

Chen Lingling stood up from the ground, picked up the tulle coat and put it on, opened the door and walked towards Qiu Dongsheng's room.

"Boom!" She knocked hard on the door.

After a while, there was a muffled voice coming from the door, "... who?"

"Me! Do you have time? Come out for a while." Afraid that he would make strange noises early in the morning, Chen Lingling said hurriedly.

"I...you come in quickly!" Qiu Dongsheng's voice was a bit strange.

Chen Lingling frowned and took a step back, "Bai Zhe, go in and have a look."

Bai Zhe was ordered to open the door and go in, frowned and looked at Qiu Dongsheng who was on the bed. It took him a while to turn around, "Master, you should take a look."

Hearing what Bai Zhe said, Chen Lingling also knew that Qiu Dongsheng had done nothing wrong, so he walked in the door.

On the bed, Qiu Dongsheng's head was wrapped in a ball of cloth, and his hands were twisting vigorously. The current situation was that Qiu Dongsheng was fighting desperately with the "ball of cloth", and the battle was quite anxious.

Qiu Dongsheng looked at Chen Lingling who was staring at him with his head tilted through the slits of the cloth, "Quick! Help me!"

Chen Lingling frowned, but instead of helping him in a hurry, she asked, "What are you doing?"

"I bought this shirt at that Xunguang tailor shop in the morning, but what kind of neckline is it? It's so small! It can't be inserted at all, and my head is stuck."

Qiu Dongsheng roared hysterically, if he didn't feel sorry for the big piece of gold, he would have torn his clothes to pieces.

Upon hearing this, Chen Lingling understood. It seemed that Qiu Dongsheng had bought the modern clothes designed by her.

She leaned forward and stretched out her hand to tug at the cloth, "It shouldn't be...this clothes..."

In the middle of speaking, Chen Lingling suddenly stopped, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she suppressed a smile and said, "Did you...stuck your head...in your cuff?"

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Dongsheng, who was struggling to 'rescue' his head, froze immediately, looking at Chen Lingling through the slit of his clothes.

The atmosphere in the room fell into silence for a moment, and after a long while, Qiu Dongsheng said sullenly: "I think what you said is very reasonable!"

"..."

The quiet atmosphere lasted for about a few seconds, and suddenly there were bursts of laughter in the room.

Chen Lingling and Bai Zhe laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs. Qiu Dongsheng tried his best to pull his head out of the cloth, and the two of them just laughed there. He was so angry that he shattered his clothes.

The neat and coquettish hairstyle was completely ruined, and the peach blossom eyes were full of anger at this moment, and he roared: "You two are still laughing!"

Chen Lingling reluctantly wiped away her tears with her hands, covered her mouth and walked out. When she went out, the master and servant laughed again.

Qiu Dongsheng jumped out of bed angrily and stomped on the shattered clothes, wanting to crush the cloth into powder.

After laughing enough, Chen Lingling stood at the railing on the second floor and looked at the situation on the first floor. He saw a few people walking in from the entrance of the restaurant. The leader was Liao Tu, who looked like Yougu from his clothes.

Everyone in Yougu has a tattoo-like thing on their middle fingers. Chen Lingling can't understand what it is, but he knows that it is a symbol of Yougu's identity.

Bai Zhe also saw them, his eyes were cold, and he stared closely at the few people who entered the door.

Qiu Dongsheng just came out of the room at this time, and the few people heard the movement and looked up. Liao Tu was about to speak, but saw Chen Lingling beside him.

Chen Lingling was wearing plain clothes today, with white hair and white clothes, her eyes were indifferent and misty, and her temperament was like ice and snow.

Liao Tu's gaze suddenly turned fierce. How could this man look so similar to the man who killed her younger brother with a weapon in his hand.

　See you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)