Her Heartless Evil Man

Yuncaier looked at the third Lord Yan, then looked at me, and finally turned to the man and said, "manager Li, the third Lord is drunk, so manager Laurie will take him back to the post house."

Before the manager Li answered, the third Lord Yan immediately said, "cai'er, you have to go back with me."

"Lord, you'd better wait until you wake up, or you'll scare all the women in the street." cloud son said and looked at me with deep meaning. She is resenting the irregularity of the third Lord Yan.

"Cai'er, it won't," said Yan Sanwang ye, who had approached yun'er. He stretched out his hand to pull her sleeve, but yun'er gently hid, "Wang Ye, if you're drunk, you'd better go to the wake-up bar first."

The cloud son ignored him and just looked at me and said, "girl, you're surprised. Please go to my house and have a cup of tea."

I can't wait. I immediately replied, "thank you, madam."

The clouds were in front and I was in the back. I walked slowly towards the magnificent house in front. However, with each step, I had a feeling that a torch like look was staring at me behind me.

Who is it? Is it the third Lord Yan or the manager Li.

Manager Li always turned his back to me. I couldn't see his appearance, but I knew that yunqi'er used to like him. So I'm more or less curious about him.

Quietly looking back, he saw that he was quietly turning back. It turned out that they missed another meeting.

After leaving baluti, Li'an returned to Lou's house again. He was still his manager. What about Mrs. nine? Is she still the woman in charge of Lou's house? Because of Yun Qi'er, I don't like Mrs. 9 either. If she's still there, I'll her for a while.

After crossing a high threshold, I walked into the huge prime minister's house. Looking at it, it was full of flowers, a thriving school, red walls and green tiles, and prosperity at the end. It was worthy of being the prime minister's house of the Zhou Dynasty.

I looked at the bricks and tiles, flowers and grass, but I had a familiar feeling. People behind the clouds wanted to go in another direction, to the place with a piece of green bamboo.

"Girl, come this way." a maid of yuncaier stopped me in time. I found that I was rude.

Turning to a residence, within a moment, I saw a house called Fengcai Pavilion.

What a gentle name. I followed the clouds and entered the West Wing room. She led me to sit down and told the maid, "go and get my Tie Guanyin. There are distinguished guests today. I want some tea."

The maid stepped back gently. I looked at Xiang yuncai'er. I was flattered by her treatment to me. "Madam, I don't blame Qingyun's abruptness, but also treat him politely. It's breaking Qingyun." I said, bending over and blessing him.

"Please get up quickly, girl. It's none of your business. He saw me from a distance, so he told you something. He deliberately wanted to be angry with me, but he couldn't be angry with me." cloud son smiled and said, which made me a little confused.

"Madam, it's confusing Qingyun to say this." although it's really none of my business, I must have lit the acupoint of Lord Yan three.

"He always said that I didn't care about him, so he deliberately let me see him flirting with you, so as to make me jealous. Ha ha, such a drama has long been..." she paused halfway through the speech, just covering her mouth and smiling.

I listened, but I didn't want her and her husband to be a pair of enemies. They still liked such a play, but they could perform and watch more and more.

"I heard that the third Lord of Yan was also the favorite Prince of the emperor of the great Yan state." I wondered how yuncaier treated her husband like this. After all, he was also a prince.

"That's nothing, just a fool. Come on, if we don't talk about him, I'll talk to you." she said, taking my hand. "I just like you when I see you. You are really similar to my sister."

It's about yunqi'er again, which is what I want to hear, "someone said that earlier in baruchi."

"Every move, every frown and smile, even your voice is like. Has the girl ever been to Baruch?"

"Yes, I just came to the capital from baruchi."

"If you don't hurry to leave, the girl will stay in the prime minister's house temporarily. My father must like it when he sees you."

I'm surprised. Do you want to see yunqi's father? My identity is so embarrassing. I don't know how to face everyone in the prime minister's house.

My memory hasn't recovered, so everything can only be regarded as speculation. I'm still clear.

"I'm afraid I can only stay here for three or two days. Qingyun has other important things to do." my baby is the most important, and even my memory will come next.

"It doesn't matter. Then stay for two days and add a little celebration to the dead prime minister's house."

I heard something strange. Did something happen in the prime minister's residence? It was quiet all the way. It was weird.

"It's nothing. My father is ill, so the emperor granted me permission to live back in the prime minister's house, otherwise I can only live in the post house with the third Lord." Yun caier said with some emotion.

"Dad... What's wrong with your dad?" I said the word "Dad" and found that it didn't match my identity at all. I quickly changed my words. Fortunately, yuncaier didn't hear it, otherwise I was really embarrassed.

"I've been having nightmares for a few days. I just dreamed of my seventeen sister. Yesterday, a minister in the mansion said that my father dreamed of seventeen sister in his dream. Maybe she'll come back. But you see, the first time I saw you today, I thought you were seventeen sister. Alas, although you're not, you're really similar to her, so my father saw you. It's better if he didn't get sick "It's three minutes," said Yun caier excitedly, which even infected me with her joy.

"I've seen the painting of Miss 17. I'm just a little similar to her. If you want to cure Mr. Xiang's disease, I must need some good medicine. I know a little about medicine. If my wife is free, I'll take Qingyun to have a look. Maybe Qingyun can help me."

"Well, well, if you really know medical science, it will be a blessing for my father. These days, I've been boiling medicine in the kitchen every day, and my father has drunk dozens of pills, but it's not good. Go, I'll take you now."

She said that she was already vigorous and resolute, and was about to pull me up. I looked at her and saw that her appearance was gentle and weak, but she didn't want to do anything. It was also very refreshing.

I had to go with her, but I felt afraid. I was afraid to see this Xiangye. He might be my father? How can I not be surprised by this thought?

The tea on the table had not been drunk, and the clouds were already hot, so they took me away from her Fengcai Pavilion.

Along the way, chrysanthemums bloom, and the pale yellow pistils are very popular. There is also the green bamboo, which has been stretching along the roadside. Every step, your fingers are naughty across a bamboo rod. The bamboo rod has been hot in the sun, but it still feels comfortable. It has a clear feeling and is very comfortable.

As I was walking, I passed a courtyard. There was a fence wall in the courtyard. Light purple morning glory covered the fence. It was really beautiful and made me look more.

"Hello, madam nine." the cloud son bowed obliquely towards the courtyard.

This sound told me that the woman beside the fence was Mrs. nine. I was only shocked. It turned out that she was still well in the prime minister's house.

However, because of Yun Qi'er, how can Li an and her treat each other safely

I didn't say anything. I was nothing at this time. I wasn't yunqi'er. I was just a girl brought in by yuncai'er at will.

I followed behind the clouds, and I bent over and blessed.

The woman on the fence in front of me seemed to be looking at me. Although I lowered my head, I could feel her eyes staring at me tightly.

I don't look up, just let her look at me. She doesn't speak. As long as the clouds go, I can leave with her with my head down.

These nine ladies, I don't know her status in the prime minister's residence at present? So I can't talk nonsense here, or I'll get into trouble. It's most likely that I'll be kicked out by Mrs. 9 before I see yunqi's father.

There is some pain in my heart. I frown. The day is so short and my life is so short. I will cherish every moment I stay in the prime minister's residence. When I see my baby, I will never come again here. I will live happily with my mother. No matter how much time I will leave to me, I will cherish it.

Mrs. nine didn't stop me, but yuncaier moved forward again. I still bowed my head and followed behind her. I didn't want more people to see me. If they saw me, they would mistake me for yunqi'er.

When I arrived, I saw two girls standing upright at the door. As long as I stepped over the high threshold, I could see Yun Qi'er's father.

In the room, there was a strong smell of medicine, which was a little choking. The medicine must have added ginseng. I couldn't help frowning. It was very bad for the elderly to participate. It seems that I came right this time.

In the bed tent, an old man was lying weak. In such a hot summer, he even covered a cotton quilt, which worried me. It seems that his illness is really serious.

He felt his pulse with his fingers. The more he heard it, the more surprised he was. It was strange that Xiangye came from the end of the disease. He must have been poisoned chronically for many years. This medicine has been used for at least ten years.

For ten years, the medicine has been deeply into Xiangye's body. I think there is absolutely no way to eradicate it. After all, Xiangye is old. What I can do now is to reduce his pain as much as possible. With an ordinary prescription, I just keep the slow poison from spreading again.