The fifth lady against the sky

Chapter 265 Unintentionally Obtained Wanshui Painting (1)
Lan Ling pondered, a memory flashed in her mind, but she couldn't remember it, and said: "I always feel that I am familiar with this Wanshui painting, but I can't remember it. Xie'er, you stay in Tianyue City for a day, I'll send a letter to someone tonight to ask, maybe I can help you."

Feng Muxie was startled, this is the legendary "unintentional." Yaya's, as expected, he is a destined person, and he can find the treasure map even if he meets an acquaintance.Feng Muxie smiled and said, "If Sister Lan helps me find the treasure map, then a quarter of the treasure will belong to Sister Lan."

Lan Ling laughed, and said: "As long as you have enough money, you must have a reason for looking for this treasure. I don't need money, so you don't need to give it to me." Treasure is wasting energy, now I just want to settle down, raise Lan Yu and manage Dark Night City well.

Feng Muxie said with a hearty smile: "Alright, when Xiao Yuer goes to the capital to find me, I will give him another big gift. It's late, so I'll go back first, Sister Lan, I'll come to you tomorrow."

Lan Ling nodded, turned to Lan Feng and said, "Look at Yu'er, I'll go see Xie'er off."

When Feng Muxie and Lan Ling walked out of the room, the shopkeeper saw it, turned and walked into the next room and said, "Master, the lady who came with you is about to leave."

Xiahou Qianmo didn't know how many cups of tea he had drunk, but at this moment, there were dark clouds over his head, and those who were not strong in concentration dared not approach him at all.With a dark face, Xiahou Qianmo strode out of the room and came to Feng Muxie. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and held Feng Muxie in his arms, swearing his sovereignty, and at the same time cast a provocative look at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling couldn't help laughing. She didn't expect that the famous Prince Li in the Eastern Jin Dynasty would be so childish. No matter how ignorant she was, she would probably greet herself with a fist, and said with a smile, "Xie'er, go back and wait for my news. It's late, go back quickly .”

Xiahou Qianmo maintained a gentleman's demeanor, but if he listened carefully, he could hear a "creak creak." sound from someone's mouth.

Because it was very late, there were only lanterns swaying in the wind under the eaves on the street. The lively scene just now had long since disappeared, and only a few people were walking quickly on the street.Feng Muxie and Xiahou Qianmo walked on the street silently, neither of them said a word.

After a long time, Feng Muxie felt the temperature of the surrounding air-conditioning rise, and quietly raised his eyelids to look at the Heishen above his head, um, his face is still so dark.

Feng Muxie matched her fingers, and said nervously, "Brother Mo, I have something to tell you." Just now, he found a godson for him without his consent, and I don't know if this person is happy or not.

Although Xiahou Qianmo looked straight ahead, she kept watching Feng Muxie's every move from the corner of her eye along the way, seeing Feng Muxie's uneasy look, she just said coldly, "Yes."

Feng Muxie let out a breath, vowing to die and said: "Brother Mo, I recognized a godson, and now you have a godson."

Xiahou Qianmo blinked, blinked again, stopped, and asked Feng Muxie, "What do you mean?" What a son.

Feng Muxie said seriously: "Sister Lan's son, recognize me as a godmother."

Xiahou Qianmo was even more dizzy, her handsome eyebrows were deeply frowned, and she asked in doubt, "Sister Lan? Who is Sister Lan?"

Feng Muxie glanced around Xiahou Qianmo suspiciously, this girl is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, Feng Muxie stretched out her finger, and said weakly: "Didn't you just put a cold knife on him at the door of Ruyizhai? "Speaking of this, Feng Muxie became angry and said angrily: "Brother Mo, what do you mean? Why don't you treat my friends well, and even speak sarcasticly to them, and you are cold-hearted. Are you a man? Why are you so so? Be stingy."

Xiahou Qianmo was completely stunned, narrowing his eagle eyes, and said in a dark voice: "You mean that man just now was a woman disguised as a man?"

Feng Muxie blinked and nodded blankly.

Xiahou Qianmo was completely angry, glaring at Feng Muxie fiercely, gnashing her teeth and said, "Then why didn't you say it earlier." This girl is too hateful for causing him to sulk for so long.

Feng Muxie said blankly: "I thought you would find out, besides, how could I cuddle with a man in public."

A few black threads fell from Xiahou Qianmo's head, and he said speechlessly, "Everyone who saw it thought you were cuddling with a man."

Feng Muxie waved her hand generously, and said, "It's okay, I don't know me anyway. By the way, Brother Mo, I will bring you to see your godson tomorrow. You must like him very much."

Xiahou Qianmo remained silent, ignoring the chatter about how cute and lovable a child he had never met was.He deeply reflected on his stupid behavior just now, and just now he cast a provocative wink at the other girl.

After Xiahou Qianmo reflected on it, she decided to go out early tomorrow morning, and decided not to let this girl catch her to see what kind of godson she was. Isn't this to make people laugh?
Feng Muxie only saw a little blue feather, and praised the child that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on the earth. Seeing that Xiahou Qianmo didn't respond, Feng Muxie rubbed his nose boredly, then thought of the treasure map, and was delighted Wrapped around Xiahou Qianmo's arm, raised a bright smile, and said, "Brother Mo, Sister Lan said that she has seen Wanshui Painting, and Sister Lan has already helped to inquire about it, and there will be news tomorrow."

A trace of surprise flashed in Xia Hou Qianmo's eyes, and he blurted out: "Really?" This girl is too lucky, she easily found out the whereabouts of the third treasure map.If people in the Jianghu knew about it, they would all die of anger.

Feng Muxie nodded with a smile.

Xiahou Qianmo glared at the smiling Feng Muxie, inadvertently saw a few figures hidden in the distance behind him, saw himself turning around, and quickly hid to one side, but still did not escape Xiahou Qianmo's eyes .

Xiahou Qianmo hugged Feng Muxie's waist, and shouted at the back: "Come out."

The autumn wind was rustling, Xiahou Qianmo stood facing the wind, wearing purple clothes and long hair, with one hand behind his back and the other clenched tightly around Feng Muxie's waist, standing there quietly, his ink hair flying in the air, the trees on the side of the road The fallen leaves hovered and fell above his head, and he looked at the few people in the distance with calm eyes, deep eyes, without a trace of waves.

(End of this chapter)