Transmigrated Princess

The guide, dressed in a nun's Taoist robe, was white and clean, and even his attitude was very cold and polite. Su Xiangwan could hardly associate her with the fireworks woman.

The temperament is too clean. It's so clean that it's really like an outsider practicing in a clean place.

Which man can stand the impact of this great visual contrast?

The structure of the nunnery was similar to what she had seen on weekdays. It was simple, with a strong smell of sandalwood. There were not even a few lanterns. She walked all the way along the corridor. The nun who led the way led them into a wing room.

The wing room is not simple, but gives people a solemn and cold meaning.

She felt that she came to practice, not to have fun.

Before that, Su Xiangwan still murmured to the fireworks woman that she was still in the pink "uncle, come in and sit down".

Sorry, she's ignorant.

"Benefactor, do you know a master?" the little nun asked gently.

Su Xiangwan felt a burst of shame.

Really good at playing.

She looked at Zhao Rongxian again. Her face was really bad. If she wasn't there, it was estimated that Zhao Rongxian would roll away with a cold face.

"Master Qinghui." Su Xiangwan said a name.

Zhao Rongxian didn't speak. He just looked at her and sat down.

In order to protect the privacy of distinguished guests, Tianxian nunnery only knows that they are dignitaries, but the specific identity is unknown. This is also a mechanism to protect guests.

Therefore, there must be reliable referrals here.

The secret of the introducer's mouth is the most important. No matter for the people who come here or tianxianlou, they are not qualified to be the introducer. Those who dare to leak the news are basically killed.

Zhao Rongxian is here as a distinguished guest, not a prince.

The little nun glanced at Zhao Rongxian and felt some inexplicable panic.

Some people, even if they don't do anything, have their own nervous pressure.

The little nun looked at Su Xiangwan again and said timidly, "just find a master?"

"..." Su Xiangwan glanced at Zhao Rongxian quickly, determined that he had no sign of anger, and hurriedly said, "yes, just one. Go quickly."

The little nun smiled meaningfully, took care of Zhao Rongxian and pressed her voice: "donor, wait a minute, I'll go and ask Master to clean up the obstacles for you."

Su Xiangwan thought he had a thick skin. When he heard this, he couldn't help heating his ears.

There was hardly anyone else with such a reverie hint.

After the little nun went out, the room became quiet.

Su Xiangwan calmed down and went back to sit at the table.

Soon another pretty little nun came in and brought drinks and dishes.

The dishes look like meat and vegetables. In fact, they are made of vegetarian dishes and sell well.

She didn't eat anything at night, which would still have little appetite, but she was a little hungry.

Zhao Rongxian picked up his chopsticks. "The vegetarian food here is famous. When you come, try it."

The big man is worthy of having seen the world. He is not affected at all. It seems that he is really a practitioner who comes to eat fast and chant Buddhism. On the contrary, her mind is dirty and makes a fuss.

She also moved her chopsticks.

It's really pleasant to see him eat, but he has no appetite at all.

He ate very little, almost moved a few mouthfuls with chopsticks, and made sure that every dish had been moved once, so he stopped.

It's like a robot with a program to eat on a task.

You can't feel him eating at all. You just put what you should eat into your mouth, chew it and swallow it.

The action and eating posture are completely elegant, and the dishes are exquisite and attractive enough.

Good looking is good-looking, but I always feel a little less popular.

It's better to eat mushroom soup at the bottom of the mountain.

Su Xiangwan ate as he thought. Unconsciously, he ate more. When he came back, he ate almost everything.

The clear and sweet water and wine on the table looked very greasy. Su Xiangwan couldn't help drinking two cups.

"Wine is also specially brewed?" she was a little surprised and couldn't help asking.

It has fruit flavor. The wine is not strong and tastes good. Especially after eating and drinking two cups, it's very comfortable.

Zhao Rongxian stopped her hand to drink the third cup: "wine is really made specially, but it has great aftereffect, so it's not suitable to drink more."

Su Xiangwan can't say that she actually drinks well.

Baijiu, stewed chicken in beer sauce, she was really not afraid.

But she put down her glass.

After eating and drinking, there was a gentle knock on the door outside.

Su Xiangwan immediately raised his spirits and saw that the door was pushed open. A woman like a nun in a plain Taoist robe came in.

With the light candlelight, it's called a beautiful meal.

She looked at the wine and dishes at the table and the beautiful woman in front of her, and a few words floated in her mind - full of warm thoughts and lust.

Which way did the boss of Tianxian building come from? How can he understand so?

"Qinghui has seen two benefactors." she bowed her head timidly and coyly, but she didn't know that it was easier to arouse the bad nature in men's bones.

It's a pity that Su Xiangwan is a woman. She doesn't have the root of men's inferiority.

And Zhao Rongxian

He didn't even look at it. Such a little beauty is not as attractive as the water and wine in front of him.

When Qinghui was called to serve, I heard that it was the first time for her to come to the distinguished guests, or two. Looking at her character, she was still a little nervous.

It's a lot of peace of mind.

Although the childe who doesn't speak is very good-looking, she is an old hand in observing words and colors. At a glance, she can see that she is not a good offending Lord. This one in front of her is different. She has a beautiful aura, and she is a lord who will cherish fragrance and jade.

Qinghui likes such guests best.

Su Xiangwan actually doesn't know her, but there is such a character in the script.

It is written like this: Qinghui, the girl of tianxianlou, born in the fireworks field, is an important figure in the main intelligence collection and trafficking of tianxianlou.

It must be right to find the bustling teahouse and restaurant through the grapevine and listen to the tramp waiter.

Fireworks places have been attractive places since ancient times.

When the dignitaries indulge in the gentle countryside, they can't wait to die on you and give you their life. They can inadvertently reveal a lot of news.

Needless to say, in such a secret place as Tianxian building, the identity of the people who come here is very different. Scraping it casually is amazing. Some people will come here to buy intelligence.

She came here today, not to buy information, but to sell information.

What Su Xiangwan wants Qinghui to do is to sell the information she gave.

She thought and suddenly noticed a pair of soft boneless hands stretched out.

Qinghui blinked her pitiful eyes: "I'm looking at the donor's hands. They're sweating. Can I help you take off your clothes?"

She said, leaning forward slightly.

Su Xiangwan didn't want to see it, but she still saw the pink belly pocket rope hanging around her neck from Yu Guangli.

This Taoist robe is too loose. It is fascinating everywhere.

She didn't answer in time. Qinghui had considerately untied her belt.

Su Xiangwan suddenly couldn't stand it. He stepped back a few steps: "it's not hot, I'm not hot."

Qinghui seemed to bow his head in embarrassment, "Qinghui has no rules."

She just didn't stab three words on her forehead - for correction.

Zhao Rongxian watched the fire from the shore, but he was very interested.

He seemed to be in a good mood because she was in trouble.

What's wrong with this?

Su Xiangwan calmly said to Qinghui, "let's have two glasses of wine first."

Qinghui pondered over their faces, and his heart was about clear.

The two of them didn't look for fun. One eye was as clean as the other. They couldn't pick out any beautiful shadow at all.

Her mind was clear, and she sat down very regularly.

"Childe, can I help you look at your palms and calculate your fortune?" Qinghui said softly, and the tone made people have no ability to refuse.

As if you said no, her ruddy and bright eyes could shed tears in the next second.

"Can you still do this?"

"A little understanding." Qinghui said.

That's a fake.

But some people like these messy statements.

There are many Taoist experts who really want to tell fortune. Even those God operators who swagger and cheat on the side of the road know more about it than she does.

But some people like such affectation.

Su Xiangwan dared not trade rashly. He also wanted to find a point to cut into the topic, so he stretched out his hand.

There are also people addicted to this in the entertainment industry. Su Xiangwan was also pulled by his agent to find the master.

At that time, the master said that she was born a rich family and the life of a rich flower in the world. Upon hearing this, Su Xiangwan left.

That's bullshit.

At that time, she just took the first play and even rented the house.

Who lives in a rental house... It's not such an outrageous method.

Now she feels a little strange when she wants to come back.

Because Su Xiangwan, the original owner she wore, was born a rich family and the life of a rich flower in the world.

Marrying Zhao Changling is a rich family.

The daughter of the Su family is the wealth of the world.

She really regretted that she didn't finish listening

Qinghui looked at her carefully and was about to speak. Zhao Rongxian, who was quiet over there, suddenly said, "tell me about her marriage."

Qinghui was surprised by his opening and her heart beat fast.

She doesn't know why. She's a little afraid of the person in front of her. The person's eyes are very strange. Looking at her is like looking at flowers, grass, tables and chairs. She has no feelings. Talking to him, she feels like stepping on a steel cable and her life is hanging on the line.

That is the breath that people who have always mastered the power of life and death will show.

She felt that if she said a wrong word, she might not be able to get out of here alive.

But guests, no matter how strange the request is, they obey it without complaint.

Qinghui carefully touched Su Xiangwan's hand and read: "thousands of miles of marriage, the childe's marriage is very happy."

Zhao Rongxian seemed satisfied and coldly didn't open his eyes.

“……”

Is this to be funny? Fool who?

The next second Su Xiangwan felt that her hand was clenched by Qinghui. She smiled and didn't intend to let go.

"Childe's hands are so delicate. They are better than me..."

When she heard this, she looked suddenly dignified.

Qinghui found that she was a woman!

"Master Qinghui really has eyes like a torch." she said aloud, thinking about how to speak properly, and her mind turned quickly.

Qinghui was very direct and slowly touched her hand. "I don't think you're like people who come to have fun. If you have anything, you might as well say it directly?"

She hasn't touched anyone in Tianxian building for so long.

Su Xiangwan was stunned.

Is it too straightforward?

It's just a simple mode. She thought she had to lie to each other, test each other for several rounds, and pry her mouth a little bit