Regent, she's here to find fault again

283 Chapter 277
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Su Changjin couldn't explain why he thought of Lu Jingye first when he needed help.

Obviously, the two of them are really in a hurry, and they should be the kind who would get itchy all over without a fight, but she actually thought of asking Lu Jingye to help, and even thought that Lu Jingye would not refuse.

Quite strange.

Perhaps he was reassuring.

Su Changjin's original idea was to piss off Lu Jingye, and the two fought. The next day, she lied that her injury was not well and was seriously injured by Lu Jingye, so she couldn't go to the banquet, so she could only regret I am on leave.

Who knows, this guy can't fall into her trap.

Sure enough, they are the bastards of ten thousand years, a stable group.

Therefore, when Su Changjin heard that Lu Jingye had agreed to her request, he was first stunned for a while, and then the countless "Treasures of Deception" that had been rising were all buried in his mind.

"Lu Jingye, are you really helping me?"

Lu Jingye raised his eyes and glanced at her calmly, "I don't want to, I can refuse at any time."

"No... no conditions?"

I don't know why, but now Su Changjin feels that something is missing... Yes, the sense of accomplishment, the feeling of being punched softly on the cotton.

"Yes, the king also lost a hairpin, made of agarwood, after all, it is expensive. If the regent can pick it up, I hope it can still be worth the money."

When the price was high, he deliberately prolonged the tune.

The agarwood hairpin was "bought" from Su Changjin, and it was worth a hundred gold.

Lu Jingye spoke lightly, without any unnecessary expression on his face, but Su Changjin clearly saw a few lines of big characters in his eyes: This king knows everything, so I don't say anything, just to tease you.

"Definitely, definitely." Su Changjin laughed.

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Half an hour later, there was suddenly a violent sound of tables and chairs rubbing against each other from a box on the second floor of Qingpingle.

After that, everyone heard bursts of noise, as well as more and more violent tables and chairs beating, and the sound of dishes breaking.

Shopkeeper Liu was so distressed that he hurriedly sent someone to deliver a letter to Qing Pingle's family.

On the second floor, the two people outside the door heard a sudden fight inside, for fear that their master would suffer.

However, when Su Xian rushed in with Luo Ming, he was fascinated by the colorful world in front of him, and the two looked at each other in dismay.

Su Changjin was holding a large vase on the shelf, looked up and down for a long time, probably felt that Mu Fusheng could still be friends with her after the fall, so he let go.

"You seem to fall a little bit, and the compensation will be paid in half."

Lu Jingye smashed another bowl, the bowl was still calm, maybe because of the right situation right now, he suddenly asked, "Su Changjin, why don't you go to the dinner party, are you trying to hide from someone? "

Su Changjin's eyes changed imperceptibly, and then he looked at Lu Jingye again, and slightly parted his lips, "What about you, that maid of honor is hiding well with you, right?"

Now, it was Lu Jingye's turn to stop talking.

Thoughtful, the two subconsciously looked at each other all night, and then tacitly pulled their eyes away.

Both of them have secrets, so no one should trouble the other.

At this moment, everyone is an actor, who can be more noble than whom?
Su Changjin tilted his head slightly, looked at the two people in front of the door with a smile on his face, and lifted the table with some effort, "If you don't come to help, will you exhaust your master to death?"

Luo Ming was startled, and then looked at Lu Jingye, inexplicably, he felt that at this moment... the master seems to be in a good mood?
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The fight between Su Changjin and Lu Jingye quickly became popular in Chang'an City, the book of peach blossom anecdotes was finally updated, and Su Changjin was "seriously injured in bed" as he wished.

However, this time it didn't go as she wished, Emperor Qing ordered that as long as the person didn't die on the bed, the dinner must be attended.

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　good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)