Chapter 857 Rewards
It's late at night, but people are not quiet.

The news that the Second Master was deprived of his official position has spread to the backyard of the General's Mansion. Su Qingyi was very excited, but she also knew that this kind of excitement could not be shown in front of others, so she had no choice but to suppress her own thoughts and hide in the room behind closed doors. not out.

"It's so late and you haven't slept yet, are you waiting for me?"

There was a sound of footsteps, Su Qingyi raised her head, and found that An Ran was standing in front of her with peach blossom eyes blinking.

"His Royal Highness King Jing is always so confident!"

Su Qingyi snorted this sentence from her nose, but she was in a good mood and didn't run on An Ran too much.

"This king has always been so confident! Miss Su knew it on the first day?"

An Ran was wearing a plain blue robe, which seemed to be covered with a layer of veil. If he didn't speak, he looked like an exiled immortal.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was immediately beaten back to his original shape, and became the playful and smiling His Royal Highness King Jing again.

"Then His Royal Highness King Jing, who doesn't know how to be confident, is here today, and why?"

Su Qingyi curled her lips and didn't care about this matter any more.

"This king is here to ask for a reward!"

An Ran yelled naturally.

"A reward? What reward?"

Su Qingyi looked puzzled, thinking that she didn't seem to ask His Royal Highness King Jing to do anything recently, did she?

"Oh, I really didn't expect that Yi'er, my king, would cross the river and tear down the bridge like this!"

An Ran sighed deliberately, and the speed of shaking the fan in his hand seemed to be faster.

"It seems that His Royal Highness King Jing has never been here since the day I met Jili, so what kind of reward are you asking for? I can't just 'reward' for nothing without knowing it like this?"

Su Qingyi put the book in her hand away, leaned back on the chair, and stared at An Ran with a smile.

"Hey, Yi'er, Yi'er, you are so smart for a lifetime, you are so confused!"

An Ran shook her head and sighed, "I've heard about what happened in your mansion a few days ago, and I've also heard about the fact that you let Zhang Peng spread rumors..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Su Qingyi interrupted An Ran's words with a dissatisfied expression.

"What is a rumor? It really happened, okay? Is it true that only state officials are allowed to set fires, and people are not allowed to light lamps?"

Su Qingyi sarcastically said unceremoniously: "If my good second uncle didn't collude with Mrs. Xie, and didn't have the intention of framing Qi'er, how could I put the matter on him out of thin air? But since he did , then we have to bear our counterattack—it can’t be that all the good things in the world belong to them, right?”

After all, Su Qingyi stretched her neck, then gave An Ran a disdainful look.

"Ouch my aunt!"

An Ran cupped his fists again and again and said: "You are beautiful, and what you said is right! They just did it to themselves! But don't think about it, if it weren't for someone helping the court, who would take the initiative to provoke a young man from Guanglu Temple?" Qing? Although standing behind them is the mansion of the mighty general, after all, they are concubines after two generations, so what's the use of taking advantage of their shortcomings?"

Having said that, An Ran stood up and came behind Su Qingyi, and put her hand on Su Qingyi's shoulder.

Su Qingyi was still nervous for a while, but when she realized that An Ran wanted to squeeze her shoulders, her body immediately relaxed.

It turned out that An Ran noticed Su Qingyi's movement of moving her shoulders just now, so she naturally came to squeeze Su Qingyi's shoulders.

(End of this chapter)

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