Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 708 The pit is 133 meters deep
Song Ao didn't know what happened. Seeing that everyone was gloomy, he couldn't help but glance at Xue Fang, "What's going on with your master today? Not only did he go to Huafang to find a girl, but he suddenly became dumb. ?”

Xue Fang stole a glance at Xiao Qian and winked at him.

"My lord, my eldest wife is also missing."

Hearing this, Song Ao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and smiled, seeing that expression was somewhat gloating, "Let me just say, who can make Zhang Yuan lose his composure, so she is a little widow! Hey..." He turned his head abruptly, "The little widow disappeared with that girl named Peng, right?"

Xue Fang sighed inwardly.

It was only at this moment that he realized such an obvious thing.

But when Song Ao saw that he acquiesced, he was suddenly a little annoyed, "No, Zhang Yuan, why didn't you send someone to tell me about such a big matter?... If the woman ran away, she would run away. If I run away with my son, then I will be in trouble. Just wait and see, when the young master finds this woman back, he must treat her properly!"

Everyone rolled their eyes.

This little prince's thoughts are always different from others.

If it is said that he has any relationship with Peng Xin, it may not be the case, but listening to his tone, one woman, one son, as if he said how close he is to him, it seems that he has completely forgotten that Peng Xin is not at all. Happy to be with him.

"This little widow!" Thinking of Peng Xin "running away" with her own child, Song Ao always felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and complained to Mo Jiu one after another, "If she wants to fight with you, she will fight." Well, I have to abduct the young master's son. Sure enough, he has a heart of snakes and scorpions, and he is uneasy and kind..."

Hearing him scolding Mo Jiu, everyone fell silent.

Sure enough, Xiao Qian's black eyes, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly sank.

"To shut up!"

Song Ao laughed and shook his head, "It's just you, Xiao Changyuan. You're the only one who dares to yell at the young master like this. Okay, okay, sir, if you don't blame the villain, I will spare you..."

Speaking of this, looking at the lights of the painting boat not far ahead, he changed his subject abruptly, "The area ahead is full of painting boats, where do you think they will be?"

Xiao Qian didn't return him, his eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Xue Fang and the others.

"Go and see!"

During the national mourning period, singing and dancing are prohibited to make a living, but under the night, the water is rippling, and the lights of the boats are not completely extinguished. One after another, they are connected into one piece, like a dim yellow, dark and warm ribbon, tied on the water surface, turning over the waves. Provoking waves, the picture is beautiful.

Occasionally there are a few small lamps on the lake, undulating with some irregular curves, reflecting the light on the water, or there are a few sweet voices, it can be expected that even if the imperial court does not allow the opening of the business, it cannot stop the common people from working on the kang. In life, there are good friends who take advantage of this night to meet, and drown their tenderness in this wave of green waves.

"My lord! Ahe and the others are over there—"

Go south and lead Wangcai over, pointing to the painting boat on the east side.

Faintly heard, there seems to be someone's voice.

Xiao Qian looked towards the past along the way he walked south, his gaze sank slightly, and he was already feeling cold every inch of it.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and led a few people to ride eastward on horseback.At that place, a painting boat parked quietly on the shore, and several Beimeng people in Han costumes were bowing down and washing something by the water.

Seeing Xiao Qian approaching, they were slightly startled, although they didn't know him, they were terrified by his majesty, their eyes were full of defense.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

They asked in a low voice, Nan Rong spoke fluently.

"This boat is private property, idlers should not come near it."

(End of this chapter)