When Zihe saw Xie Lingqin coming back, her face relaxed.

After a moment of silence, Zihe couldn't help but be curious, "Miss, who would be the child in Aunt Wan's belly?"

"It's not mine anyway."

Zihe...

"Miss, you helped Aunt Wan today. You said that she would not have any other thoughts."

"It's a good thing to be able to develop thoughts."

...

The second aunt has tasted the consequences now, but no matter how she wants to break her mind, she wouldn't know that what happened last night was done by Xie Lingqin.

Moreover, the most urgent task at the moment is to think about how to win back General Xie’s heart.

Xie Lingyu must protect her face even more.

So, in the next two days, Xie Lingqin really lived a quiet life.

Of course, Xie Lingqin would still go out every now and every time she came back, she would bring back many strange little things, even purses, and Zihe would almost not be able to collect them.

...

The night is deep.

Prince's Mansion.

On the couch by the window, Yu Wen Yao lays on his elbows, his ink clothes are noble, and his sleeves are close to the moonlight.

A man quietly floated in and fell from the door.

Yu Wen Yao didn't look up, his voice was a little lazy, "I'm very idle recently?"

"Compared to outside, everything in Beijing is too limited, and there is no chance to stretch my fists and feet, and..." Yu Qingyi sighed, "Your good mother, you seem to be conspiring with my father. You are looking for a future wife for me. In just two days, I have seen no less than fifty paintings."

"Yeah, it's pretty good." Yu Wen Yao raised his eyebrows lightly, and he was sincere.

Yu Qingyi climbed up and opened his eyes wide, "It's great, do you have a conscience? I just returned to Beijing for you, but you...oh, forget it, that lady of the General's Mansion, Xie Lingqin has been quiet these two days. You stopped me from searching Xie Lingyu's carriage that day, wasn't it because she was inside? What's your purpose?"

Hearing this, a beam of light flashed in Yuwen Yaoyoutan's eyes. When he looked at Yu Qingyi again, he was already calm and his eyes were shallow, "Purposeless."

"No purpose?" Yu Qingyi shook his head, "I believe this before, but have you helped her several times?" Yu Qingyi was relieved, seeing that Yu Wen Yao ignored him and waved to the darkness, "Tingfeng, you guy comes out."

In the air, Tingfeng appeared, "Criminal, what are the instructions?"

Yu Qingyi sat aside casually and raised his hand, "Well, that young lady of the Xie family didn't move?"

"Returning to the prince, this eldest lady Xie seems to be well versed in the way of avoiding. She obviously has no internal strength to hang around, but she can always let our people follow us, and then the prince did not let us follow us."

"So powerful? But, didn't you pull a maid by her side? Just let her report it directly."

Listening to the wind, he saw that the prince did not stop him from speaking, and then said again, "The prince has given orders. After leaving the prince's mansion, Zihe is no longer a member of the prince's mansion."

Yu Qingyi was speechless, remembered something, waved his hand, it didn't matter, "By the way, let me tell you, the head of Fuyue Gambling House is dead, in the future, it's really her daughter Nie Zuier who is in charge of the family, his daughter... cough cough..."

"Speaking of it..." Yu Wen Yao looked at Yu Qingyi, and a glimmering light in his eyes made people feel nervous.

"What?" Yu Qingyi took a step back, feeling bad.

"Speaking of this, the daughter of the Fuyue Gambling House is quite considerate of you."

"No, no, no!" While saying three other words, Yu Qingyi couldn't help but sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He turned around, "Suddenly I remembered that there was something else in the mansion and I left."

"In a few days, the legitimate lady of Anping Hou Mansion will celebrate her tenth birthday." Yu Wen Yao's voice came out.

"Your Highness, this matter has been several years. I never thought that Prince Yi was still so scared." Feng was puzzled by the side.

Yu Wen Yao looked at him, "It's not that he is afraid..."

"Isn't it afraid of it?"

"It's guilt." The prince said three words, his eyes were slightly cold, but he was not unhappy.

The night is drunk.

"Then the prince, the owner of Fuyue Gambling House, is buried tomorrow. Can the subordinates do something?"

"No need." The prince waved his hand, "I'll go in person tomorrow."

...

The Nie family’s Fuyue Gambling House is the largest gambling house in Beirong Capital and an old gambling house. It has existed since the previous dynasty, with mixed connections and money and power. This is the real reason why Xie Lingqin went to the gambling house to explore that day.

Now that the head of the gambling house has died, her daughter, just what she saw on that day, is known as the charming and charming style of Nie Zuier, will naturally be the backbone of the entire Fuyue Gambling House.

A woman is about to support the sky.

Not to mention her private life, Xie Lingqin passed by and saw the plain manuscript color of Fuyue Gambling House, but she still wanted to go in and take a look.

The mourning hall was full of people, and Nie Zui'er was squatting on the ground to burn paper money.

Unlike the explicit style that day, Nie Zuier wore a plain white dress today, with her head casually tied behind her, and she removed all her heavy makeup. Her complexion was slightly pale and her eyes were swollen.

It looks like an ordinary woman.

However, the eyebrows are sharp and sharp, and murderous intent can arise at any time in your eyes.

As soon as Xie Lingqin followed the tribute man in, she clearly realized that the atmosphere was not right.

The autumn wind frivolously enters the hall, making people feel a little cold for no reason.

With a "swish", swords and swords sounded together, and everyone in the mourning hall held the sword and showed murderous aura, all looking at Nie Zui'er.

Xie Lingqin immediately quietly avoided the back.

"What?" After Nie Zui'er threw down a few pieces of paper money, she slowly stood up, glanced at the entire mourning hall, and there was a charming smile on her face, "Before my father was buried, you can't help it."

"Niece, your daughter's family will eventually get married. The matter in the gambling house is complicated inside, and it's not something you and a woman can control. It's better to hand it over and let the uncles take care of you." A middle-aged man with a fierce face walked out, and there was a short and fat middle-aged man next to him. It was obvious that behind him, there was only Ma Shizhan.

High and low points are divided.

Nie Zuier only has a few guards behind him, and is at an absolute disadvantage.

Xie Lingqin looked at Nie Zui'er secretly.

Nie Zui'er took off the white cloth on her head and put it aside. She looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, "Uncle Second..." and then looked at another middle-aged man beside her, "Uncle Third, bullying the weak, don't you feel shameless?" The tone of condemnation, however, with Nie Zui's natural charm, he said it less harshly, but more sarcastic.

"Niece, Fuyue Casino has been passed down for many years. Your father has only worked hard with his hands until now. You said, if it was ruined by your hands, how can you treat your dead father? The uncles are also considering you."

The middle-aged man named Uncle Second stepped forward, looked sincere, and actually had a scheming face.

"For my sake, so my father's body has not been cold and has not been buried yet, so you will bully me with a knife." After the words of Nie Zuier, he raised his hand suddenly, and with a "bang", the strong wind moved, and a big hole was smashed in the floor in front of him.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

pk, pk, girls can come out and bubbling, if you don’t have any collection, please collect it as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!