Speaking of tianxiangju, I'm familiar with it. Tianxiangju in Liaocheng and tianxiangju in Kyoto have a common master, that is boss Jin, or Shangguan lianniang.

Looking at this familiar plaque, Shangguan lianniang had a kind of cordial feeling.

With the night Mandarin foot into the tianxiangju, suddenly there is a small two welcome up. Tianxiangju's business is excellent. It's not time to eat yet, but tianxiangju is already full.

To a box, Shangguan lianniang casually ordered a few dishes, and the night Mandarin sat in the box, silent.

Next to her box, there were two people, a master and a servant. It's just different from Shangguan lianniang that the servant is a gray old woman, and the woman sitting is also covered with light gauze and dressed in white.

This woman in white is naturally the saint of Southern Xinjiang that Shangguan lianniang is looking for.

The saint of Southern Xinjiang did not order, just a pot of tea, which seemed to be waiting for someone else. Suddenly, the room rang out three long and one short, and then a short and three long knock on the wall.

The saint of Southern Xinjiang and the old woman looked at each other, and then the saint of Southern Xinjiang raised a smile from the corner of her mouth and got up to get out of the box door.

The next moment, this suddenly left the box of Nanjiang saint and wife actually appeared in Shangguan lianniang's box!

There was no knock at the door. They pushed the door open and came in. Then the saint of Southern Xinjiang went to Shangguan lianniang and sat down. Her big eyes looked at Shangguan lianniang for a moment, as if she was looking at something. And the old woman is standing behind the saint of Southern Xinjiang, a loyal slave.

After a look, the saint of Southern Xinjiang didn't see anything, but she was a little beautiful. In this way, the southern virgin felt a little disappointed, and then looked at the night Mandarin sitting with Shangguan lianniang, with a pick of eyebrows.

"Tut, it's the first time that I've seen a slave sitting with my master!"

As soon as the words came out, the expressionless night Mandarin looked at the saint girl of Southern Xinjiang indifferently. But she was cold-blooded, and knew that Shangguan lianniang wanted to ask for the saint of Southern Xinjiang, so she didn't open her mouth. However, Shangguan lianniang would not allow others to bully her sister.

Looking at the saint of Southern Xinjiang, Shangguan lianniang was not worried.

"I've heard that the rules in southern Xinjiang are very strict, and the slave can only be a slave all his life. No matter how noble the status is, we must stand behind our master. But I'm afraid there's something wrong with the look in the eyes of the saint in southern Xinjiang. Yeyuan is my sister, not a slave. "

The words not only satirized the saint and the old woman in southern Xinjiang, but also expressed Yeyuan and her concern. It can be seen that Shangguan lianniang is also unforgiving when she protects people.

Hearing this, she didn't show any anger: "madam, you are not afraid to offend our palace because she has such a poisonous mouth. Will our palace leave directly?"

Wen Yan, Shangguan lianniang chuckles, but she doesn't answer.

She had known the character of Nanjiang Saint before. If Nanjiang saint was so careful, she would not go to Nanjiang saint by negotiation. At present, the saints in southern Xinjiang are not unhappy, which also shows the situation?

Seeing the appearance of Shangguan lianniang, the saint of Southern Xinjiang realized that she had asked a silly question and laughed at herself.

Waving to her mother-in-law, the voice of the saint in southern Xinjiang was full of smile: "OK, mother-in-law Gu, sit down first! Otherwise, someone will say that I don't know how to respect the old and lose face in southern Xinjiang! "

Hearing this, grandma Gu's expressionless face suddenly showed a smile. It's just the wrinkles that make this smile look strange.

Sitting next to the saint girl in southern Xinjiang, she looks up at Shangguan lianniang with her muddy eyes. She seems to see through all the secrets of Shangguan lianniang. This look is the same as the housekeeper's, but Grandma Gu is obviously not as hot as the housekeeper. Shangguan lianniang doesn't care about grandma Gu's look.

As for the words of Southern Xinjiang Saint run, Shangguan lianniang didn't seem to hear them, and her face was as usual.

If we say that the southern Xinjiang Saint girl was still teasing Shangguan lianniang at the beginning, now looking at Shangguan lianniang's face, she feels bored. If you don't talk, you can get to the point.

"Tell me, what can I do for you?"

Before the billboard sent a letter to her, saying it was the general's wife who wanted to make a deal with her. She thought that there was nothing left or right, maybe she could find some fun for herself, so she came down. And those who can speak for themselves are certainly not simple people.

In this way, with a curious and idle heart, she came to the appointment on time. Who ever thought Shangguan lianniang was so boring? It really let her down.

As if she didn't see the bright loss between the eyebrows of the saints in southern Xinjiang, Shangguan lianniang chuckled, with elegant and generous posture.

"I don't beat around the bush. I've heard that southern Xinjiang is good at witchcraft, among which the saint is the most powerful. In this way, I would like to ask the saint to help me. As for the reward, as long as the saint can say it, I will give it to the saint within my ability. "

After that, Shangguan lianniang drank tea carelessly. Only she knew how nervous she was now. If the saint of Southern Xinjiang turns around and leaves, does she really want to catch the saint of Southern Xinjiang to solve the poisonous insects?If so, she would have to worry about whether the southern saints would take advantage of the opportunity.

"The magic of our palace is the best. It's just that the reward is not low if we want to get rid of it. Ma'am, you have to think clearly. " Looking at Shangguan lianniang with suspicious eyes, the saint of Southern Xinjiang really didn't know what great things she could exchange with the wife of general Shangguan lianniang.

In the face of the question of the southern goddess, Shangguan lianniang is calm and calm, and her self-confidence makes the southern goddess look at her with new eyes.

"I still said that. As long as the saint said it and it was within my power, I would offer it with both hands."

Looking at Shangguan lianniang, she turned her eyes and coughed, pretending to have been thinking for a long time.

"Keke, I heard that madam, your husband Qi muyuan is a great general of Daxia. He is extremely brave! When I was young, I went to the battlefield and stayed in the frontier for more than ten years. Such a person has aroused the curiosity of my palace. Since my wife is so sincere, it's not impossible for me to promise, but... "

Said, the southern Xinjiang Saint girl intentionally elongated the voice, wants to hang the Shangguan lianniang's appetite.

Originally, the above-mentioned Guan lianniang's temperament would not be like that of the southern Xinjiang saint. However, thinking that Qi muyuan did not have much time to live, Shangguan lianniang followed the words of the southern Xinjiang saint.

It's just to make the little girl happy. She won't lose a piece of meat, will she?

"But what?"