Chapter 232

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When one of yun'an returned to the house, he smiled happily. Yun Xian, who was sitting in the study playing chess, heard his laughter.

"What's so happy?"

In Yun's mansion, yun'anzhi has the identity of the prime minister. When there are many people, he doesn't feel afraid when facing Yun Xian.

However, he dared not answer Yun Xian's questions. He had always been very good at observing words and colors. He felt that Yun Xian seemed to be in a good mood today, and his heart was relieved.

"Nothing. I was in a good mood when I saw the old man Yan Tianji eat a flat meal today."

Yun'an's eyebrows were beaming with joy. It seemed that he was really happy.

Yun Xian is not an official in the court, but he also knows that things in the court have always been the same. Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. Feng Shui turns in turn, especially when two people who don't like each other suffer a loss. Although they won't say anything on the surface, they will be happy in private.

"Tell me." Yun Xian dropped a son on his right hand and stared at the chessboard. When he said this, he was really careless. He asked.

"When I went to the court today, the matter of the daughter's suicide in Shenjun palace was over, but I don't know what wind Shenjun king suddenly took. He even risked his life to say that it was the daughter of Duke Cheng. The princess Anhe didn't clear the suspicion and asked to re investigate the case. His majesty didn't agree, but Yan Tianji's good daughter asked to go to Dali temple to cooperate with the investigation!"

Yun Anzhi took the hot tea offered by the young man, blew a breath, drank half of it in a big gulp, and then continued, "I don't know if she is really stupid or fake stupid. He Donglai, the head of Dali temple, is a famous King He Yan. If he falls into his hands, he will take off his skin if he doesn't die... This an and the princess are really the daughter of that stubborn old man. They are so similar in temperament!"

"The old man's sweetheart is in trouble. He must be worried and angry. Do you think I should be happy?" He was more than happy. If he didn't worry that this was the root of the Imperial City, he really wanted to put some artillery to celebrate.

He had just finished, but he saw that Yun Xian, who had just played chess, suddenly got up and strode towards the door. Yun Anzhi was a little puzzled, "we're going to have dinner and go out again?"

Yun Xian stopped, turned his head and just glanced at him faintly. One of Yun An trembled and pulled out an extremely unnatural smile from the corners of his mouth, "I just want to ask..." the voice was lower and lower.

"Take care of yourself." Leaving this sentence, Yun Xian turned and disappeared at the gate.

When he was sure that he couldn't see anyone, Yun Anzhi raised his sleeve and carefully wiped the sweat on his forehead. Just now, he almost scared him to death. Yun Xian's eyes were awe inspiring, like hiding countless sharp swords. When he looked at him, he almost thought he was going to die.

That look is terrible!

Yunxian rushed to the star picking building. As soon as he got to the second floor, Jing Shu ran into him.

"Panic what?" Yunxian knew that Jingshu was not so depressed and angry. Seeing his sad face, he thought he had encountered something difficult.

"Young Lord, you can count it. I've been bothered by this little girl for a long time!"

"Little girl?" Yun Xian didn't understand.

Jingshu seemed to meet the Savior and quickly nodded, "it's the chubby girl around Yan Qiqi. I knew she was so difficult. I shouldn't have taken her the waist card of the star building at the beginning. Now I've taken myself to the pit."

The star picking building is famous for auctioning peerless treasures. It is auctioned every seven days. Because of its reputation, those merchants who are attracted by it flock here, all of them crowded here. Not only the star picking building, but also the Inns within five miles of the star picking building are full. Some people who are late and can't stay in the store simply buy a house nearby.

For a time, the houses around the star picking building were in great demand.

This is the seller. In order to buy their favorite baby, those buyers also have to walk around the star picking building every three or five times. Nuo Da's star picking building is crowded every day, comparable to the vegetable market.

In order to prevent the bustling people from coming in every day, the star picking building simply limits the number of people every day, and the VIP guests will be given a special waist token of the star picking building, so that they can come anytime and anywhere with their waist token.

On this waist token, 50000 liang of silver was fried on the black market, and there is no market for it. You can't buy it if you want to buy it.

To Jingshu's great puzzlement, the little Lord gave Yan Qiqi a piece for nothing, saying that she was welcome to come anytime, anywhere.

Jing Shuqing also remembered that when the young Lord gave this precious waist token to Yan Qiqi, her eyes clearly showed disdain. It seemed that it was nothing strange.

The young Lord is not surprised and doesn't say anything.

Joy is the waist token that came out when she was cleaning up the clothes for the princess. She racked her brains and could only think of coming to pick the star building to find Yun Xian. Anyway, I hope he can save the princess.

Jingshu nuzui, "the person is inside. I just said that you are in the prime minister's house and want to find you there, but she doesn't listen. She cries here and waits while crying. No one can persuade her."

Yunxian walked in when he heard the speech, only listening to the sound of sobbing, intermittent.

When I walked in, I found that the little girl who almost cried out, as Jing Shu said, had a cake in her left hand and a tea in her right hand. She was busy eating and drinking and crying intermittently.

He was eating happily. Suddenly he felt dark in front of him. When he looked up, he was surprised to find that young master Yun, who was dressed in white like a relegated immortal, was standing in front of him.

"Burp... Cough..." she choked her windpipe and coughed after chewing the cake she hadn't swallowed.

Yunxian turned his head. Jingshu suddenly understood. He picked up the teapot and filled the happy tea bowl. "Don't worry, the little Lord is coming. Swallow the cake first and then speak slowly."

Where can joy wait.

Immediately put down the cakes and tea in your hand, regardless of whether your hands have been cleaned or not, grabbed Yun Xian's sleeve and burst into tears, "young master Yun, you have to save my princess. Up to now, there is no news. The county is mainly a long and short, and I won't live..."

Yun Xian didn't expect that the little girl looked silly. She was loyal to her master.