Demon princess is too hard to chase

The wind seemed to be still for a moment.

The young master narrowed his eyes. There was a sharp edge at the bottom of his eyes. He crossed his lips with a lazy smile. "Boss, it's really hidden."

Yun qianruo turned around and saw the situation at once. He looked up and down at the teahouse owner with an exaggerated expression, "isn't it? How can you save your rival? "

The man took a look at her and casually threw the golden hammer aside. There was a cold voice in the wind.

"He doesn't deserve it."

Cloud thousand if facial expression a stay, immediately blinked an eye, "don't deserve?"? Do you want to kill him yourself? "

At the moment, the face of the man lying in the pit is twisted, and the fat on his face is twitching. I don't know whether it's painful or angry?

lastname My cousin in light clothes is mine! She's my fiancee now! You're a toad who wants to eat swan meat! Also does not hit the basin water, according to own that poor kind! How dare you compete with me for light clothes

Cloud thousand if listen to his words, eyes keep turning ah turn, finally, seriously looking at the teahouse owner, "you and that Jinshan, who is the original match? the other woman

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The original one?! Isn't that a description of a woman?

At the moment, Mount manto.

Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to a scene, carved beams and painted pillars, nine winding corridors, famous flowers, lakes and mountains, here, the most luxurious, but not losing the classic tact, walking in it, as if in a fairyland on earth.

Fuyue Pavilion.

The faint music of the zither wafts out from the attic, accompanied by the cool wind, unspeakable sadness and sentimentality.

Xuan window half closed, a woman in white sitting in front of the window, head down gently stroking a lyre.

With her slender white fingers, she plucks the strings and tears away the endless sadness. Although she lowers her head, she can lock her eyebrows with a touch of sadness, but she can't escape the eyes of the world.

She, quietly sitting there, quiet beautiful like a picture of Jiangnan misty rain, beautiful, graceful, elegant, quiet.

Women are not beautiful, but they are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them. The so-called secluded valley, the so-called blowing willows in the wind, and the so-called light moon in the dusk are just like this.

Her beauty is not publicized, but deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

A rush of footsteps broke the silence of the room.

A little maid in a light blue dress came quickly, looking very anxious, "Miss, it's not good! Mr. Rong, he... "

A string breaks and the sound stops suddenly. A drop of red blood drops from the woman's fingertips and falls on the body of the Qin, which leads to a cry of surprise from the little servant girl.

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Caiwei quickly stepped forward and held her, "Miss, i... I found out that the third young master and master Biao had taken someone to find Mr. Rong's trouble... They said they would not let Mr. Rong go, and they didn't know what happened to him now..."

Smell speech, the female figure shakes for a while, originally pale facial expression more lose blood color, "no... no! I'm going to find Ziqi! "

Her face suddenly firmed up. As soon as she lifted her feet, she walked towards the door, but she was stopped by Caiwei. "Miss, have you forgotten? Madam, you are not allowed to step out of the villa... "

Hearing this, the woman in white just paused for a moment and said firmly, "I can't manage so much. I'm going to see him! They promised that I would not embarrass him! "