Assist Xianggong to seize the throne: concubine body six children

Chapter 56 A few words can't change him (2)

Compared with Long Shangxue, she had a deep-rooted fear of Long Shangyang, and if she wanted to leave, she would cut everything off without any worries.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Acacia's elegant face, but suddenly a thin man scratching his ear and cheeks popped out in front of her, grinning happily at her, "little lady, I'll bring you some tea...how do you Don't you come in? Is it because your husband won't let you in? Hey, I didn't say that your husband looks fair and clean, but he has a bad temper. The little lady has often been wronged..."

It's still the waiter at the shop that I saw during the meal. It seems that I heard someone call him the skinny third son. As the name suggests, he is as thin as dry wood, but he is too enthusiastic.

"boom--"

There was a sudden sound of smashing things in the room, which made the thin third son tremble in fright. Xiangsi didn't know where to start, so he could only say, "My husband doesn't like people saying that he was born white."

"boom--"

The sound was louder than before.

The thin third son trembled twice, so she had no choice but to take the teapot from him and said, "I'll take it in."

"Thank you, little lady..." The thin third son probably had lingering fears about the previous incident. Hearing this sentence, he hurried to run away, but the loud voice still came from afar, "I don't think people say that I look white, but I haven't heard it yet." My old uncle's pig is white and clean, and I'm all compliments..."

This person keeps saying that he belongs to my uncle's family...

Carrying the teapot, Xiangsi turned around and opened the door to go in, but saw that the guest room was empty and there was no one, only a window at the back was open, a poisoned crossbow was hung on the bedside, and the side dishes and rice on the table had been taken away by people. It was eaten clean, not even a vegetable leaf was left.

The good mood suddenly sank.

Putting down the teapot, Xiangsi unwrapped Long Shangxue's bag, there was no flute, no ghost flute.

He should have thought long ago that Long Shangxue obeyed Long Shangyang, how could she change it with a few words, but it would be more troublesome.

With no time to think about it, Xiangsi asked the waiter in the shop to hire a carriage and run straight out towards Xuecheng towards Wang Guyong's camp. Not long after leaving the city gate, he saw a red fire in front of him, accompanied by the faint sound of the flute , at first glance, the silent night, the sobbing flute sounds like ghosts.

Long Shangxue, he has come.

(End of this chapter)