Xiao Jingkong swallowed.

He picked up the ten thousand-year-old warm jade inkstone again: "My."

Gu Yan swallowed.

He picked up another emerald Turkic knife: "It's mine too."

Gu Xiaoshun swallowed.

"It's still mine."

"It's mine again."

"Ah, it seems that it's all mine." He suddenly became the biggest tycoon in his family!

After showing off his spoils, Xiao Liulang also loaded the last piece of Renshou Palace token, and then returned to the house with great arrogance!

Everyone: "…"

Suddenly I felt that my brother-in-law was so fucked today?!

Gu Jiao didn't know her husband's childish behavior. She had just come out of the clinic and got on the carriage to Xianleju.

She wanted to know who was behind Xianleju.

I always feel that the person who assassinated her cannot be separated from the person behind Xian Leju. At the same time, she also suspects that Yuan Tang has an extraordinary complicity in the capital.

In short, the key to everything lies in Xianleju.

The Xianleju token on Gu Jiao was not taken away by Mo Qianxue. She successfully entered Xianleju with the token.

She still changed into a noble man's outfit and wore a half-faced silver mask, which appropriately covered her outline.

The only trouble is that her breasts are wrapped too tightly. There is no way. Apart from growing up, there is no way to go. If she doesn't have to tighten her, she can't cover the woman's figure at all.

But naive and hot.

Gu Jiao wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and walked towards the center of the lobby.

She didn't plan to go directly to find the girl from last time, just wanted to take a walk first and listen.

Everyone has a love of beauty. It has to be said that all the girls in Xianleju are like people in paintings, and they are so pleasing to the eye.

Gu Jiao walked casually, and suddenly, a peony flower hit her shoulder.

This is the old rule of Xianleju. If the girl is hit, she will be attracted by her. She will be honored to be the girl’s guest.

This time, it was a woman in yellow, with her head and eyebrows, with a greasy face and greasy face, charming but not vulgar, and gorgeous but not demonic.

The girls in Xianleju are all without the taste of dust. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, and even proficient in eight-legged essays and arithmetics. It is a great honor to be favored by them.

Gu Jiao looked at the peony flowers in her hand and hesitated for a moment.

In just a moment, the little maid Shi Shi Shi, the woman in yellow, went downstairs and bowed respectfully to Gu Jiao: "Young Master, my girl is welcome."

Although this girl is on the second floor, after she smashed flowers at herself, no one dared to smash flowers at herself. You know, she was almost flooded by the flowers last time.

Gu Jiao didn't think that her charm was gone, it should be that this girl's identity in Xianleju is not simple.

good.

It's her.

Gu Jiao followed the little maid to the second floor.

The woman in yellow held a round fan in her hand to cover her face under her eyebrows and eyes. She smiled at Gu Jiao, turned around and moved into the house lightly.

Even walking exudes a vibrant fairy spirit.

"Young Master, please." The little maid took Gu Jiao to the house of the woman in yellow.

This room is at the end of the aisle, with one more door than other rooms. It is indeed a person with status.

Gu Jiao nodded and stepped inside.

The woman in yellow sat in front of the windowsill and played a song with her back to Gu Jiao. The sound of the song was melodious, like crying and complaining, like the sound of nature.

After the song was finished, she covered her face with a folding fan and bowed gracefully and gently: "I have seen the young master, so I dare to ask what the young master calls him."

Naturally, Gu Jiao would not talk to her. She was about to take out her notebook and write down her answer when suddenly, an ice-blue figure wearing a veil rushed into the door, pulled Gu Jiao behind her, raised her hand and slapped the woman in yellow!

The incident happened suddenly, and even Gu Jiao, the person involved, was a little confused.

She didn't take action when she was pulled behind because she didn't feel the other party's malice towards her, but she didn't expect the other party to attack the woman in yellow.

The woman in yellow was beaten to the point of turning her head, and several finger marks quickly appeared on her cheeks.

She covered her face and looked at the uninvited guest in the room in disbelief and furious: "Mo Qianxue! You're crazy!"

"It's you who are crazy! You dare to move the person you like in this courtesan!" Mo Qianxue said, pulling off the sachet on her waist and throwing it coldly on the ground, "I also used Meixiang! Hua Xiyao, you are so brave!"

The woman in yellow, called Hua Xiyao's eyes flashed and she unconsciously showed her timidity.

Her body slightly retreated.

Mo Qianxue said disdainfully: "Hmph! For the sake of the owner, I will spare you once. If you dare to put your ideas on my head, I will scratch your face!"

After she said that, she grabbed Gu Jiao's wrist and took Gu Jiao out of Hua Xiyao's house.

Looking at Mo Qianxue's back, a resentful light burst out from Hua Xiyao's eyes.

Mo Qianxue directly pulled Gu Jiao to the third floor.

The third floor is as quiet and empty as ever.

Gu Jiao poked her little shoulder and asked her with her eyes, are you the only one living on this floor?

Mo Qianxue said angrily: "There is still a resident."

Residence?

Could it be the boss of Xianleju?

Mo Qianxue took Gu Jiao's hand into her room and looked at Gu Jiao fiercely: "Where did that woman touch you!"

Gu Jiao shook her head like a rattle.

Mo Qianxue frowned: "Didn't touch it? Take it seriously?"

Gu Jiao nodded.

Mo Qianxue's expression cleared a little, and she glanced at the stool beside the Eight Immortals table: "Sit down."

Gu Jiao sat down.

"Come and get water." Mo Qianxue ordered.

"Yes." The little maid brought a basin of cold water.

Mo Qianxue twisted the towel himself and went to wipe the sweat on Gu Jiao's forehead.

Gu Jiao subconsciously leaned back.

Mo Qianxue's hand was empty: "Don't hide!"

Gu Jiao: Oh.

Mo Qianxue wiped Gu Jiao's forehead carefully, and while wiping, she muttered unhappily: "Are you a fool? You won't go to the third floor directly when you come? No one dares to stop you!"

This... I'm not here to find you either.

Mo Qianxue curled her lips and explained expressionlessly: "I didn't tell you before that yesterday was my birthday, so I went to visit the lake, so I didn't live in Xianleju."

Uh... don't need to explain to me.

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Chapter completed!