Feng Ni Jiutian: Miss Needy

Chapter 430 The Emperor's Conspiracy 8
Xuan Xi shook her head, "I don't know, I have investigated his identity, and on the surface there seems to be no problem." It's just that Xuan Xi didn't find out secretly.

Ye Yunqing frowned, what else could Xuan Xi's hands not touch?

It seems that there is something wrong with Mei Zhu.

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Mei Zhu's unyielding post was posted for several days, but Ye Yunqing and the others didn't see each other, and Mei Jun was not upset.

The sun, which hadn't come out all winter, rose today.

Mei Zhu was dressed in green, standing in the pavilion, concentrating on writing something.

"My lord." A man stood outside the pavilion, holding in his hand a post that was to be handed to the princess' mansion today but was returned. "The post was returned again."

In fact, this subordinate is very puzzled, Princess Yu'an and Crown Prince Xuanxi have made it clear that they don't want to see the lord, why the lord keeps posting there?
Mei Jun didn't speak, and after a while, the subordinates thought he didn't hear, and when he was about to say it again, he stopped writing, picked up the rice paper on the table, and let the wind dry it.

"If you withdraw, please withdraw. Don't post posts to the princess's mansion tomorrow."

The subordinate is very strange, isn't your lord always posting to the princess mansion?He thought he would continue to deliver it tomorrow, why did he say no all of a sudden?
But he didn't dare to ask, he obediently responded, and then retreated.

Although Mei Jun doesn't seem to have any lethality, only those who have met him before know that even if he is not angry, when he looks at you, he has a cool aura.

Therefore, everyone in Meizhu's house is very obedient.

Mei Jun looked at the painting in her hand, thoughtfully.

What was painted on the painting was a man, a rather handsome man.

If Ye Yunqing saw it, she would be surprised, because the man in this painting was somewhat similar to Xuan Xi, but compared to Xuan Xi, this man was more immortal.

Mei Zhu's already cold eyes gradually became cruel.

There was a lot of hostility inside, and then the painting he was holding in his hand ignited for no reason, and the black fire instantly engulfed the drawing paper.The man in the painting also gradually disappeared.

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At night, all sounds are silent.

The largest flower street in the capital city is still brightly lit.

The man came out of the largest brothel with a bunch of drunk friends.

"Brother Li, see you next time, next time!"

"Brother Yang, walk slowly!"

"........."

The drunk man bid farewell to his cronies and friends, and staggered towards the house alone.

"The moon is round, the moon is curved, today's girl is really nice..."

The man was singing when he suddenly felt a vague figure in front of him.

A gust of cold wind blew across his back, instantly dissipating seven or eight points of his drunkenness.

When he saw the figure in front of him clearly, he became fascinated again in the blink of an eye, "Huh? Isn't this Miss An Sheng from Minglefang? Why, is it lonely at night?"

Since the last time, the name Minglefang Ansheng has spread around these men who like to spend time in the street.

Some people go to Ming Lefang every day just to meet her and ask her to perform.

During this period of time, An Sheng's name was almost resounding throughout the capital.Everyone knows that there is a fairy-like beauty named An Sheng in Ming Le Fang.

The man has also been there several times, but every time he doesn't see her, he only sees her from a distance.

But even so, the man still remembers her figure clearly.

(End of this chapter)