Chapter 1822

Said, her eyes can not help but show a bit of regret and yearning color.

Seeing this, the flower on the street simply took a step forward. As she walked towards the road ahead, she said, "I'll take you to see."

Qin Ya looked at Mo Shanghua's free and easy figure. She couldn't help but be stunned. It seemed that she couldn't react. After a long time, she caught up with her and said, "princess, is that true?"

At the moment, when she listened to the music of the orchestra, she immediately put the matter of going back to the government behind her, completely ignoring it.

However, when Mo Shanghua takes Qin ya to chenghuan Pavilion, both of them are stunned and seem to be surprised by the scene in front of them.

I saw that chenghuan Pavilion, which used to be brightly lit all night and sing songs all night, was destroyed for some reason. Even the bronzing characters of chenghuan Pavilion on the plaque were blackened by thick smoke, and there was no glorious image in the past.

The gate of chenghuan Pavilion is also closed, and a small wooden sign is hung at the gate, which simply reads "pause and rest".

"Princess, isn't this the place of fireworks?" After a long time, Qin Ya slowly recovered and said, "it's still a dilapidated brothel."

Mo Shanghua didn't answer Qin Ya's words, only she curving willow like eyebrows, and her eyes were a little surprised.

Then she quickly stepped forward, raised her hand and tapped on the closed gilded and carved wooden door.

“……” No response.

Mo Shanghua thought, or raised his hand to tap again.

This time, after waiting for a long time, I heard the sound of footsteps in the house. It was not long before the door was opened from inside.

"Who's knocking on the door again? I don't know. I'll be here for a while in the near future..." The young steward subconsciously said what she had done before, but before she finished a word, the face of the flower on the street was visible, and her unfinished words were cut off like a knife.

"Mogu Young master, why are you here? "

"I wanted to have a drink, but I just got here and saw this scene." Mo Shanghua politely nodded to the woman, and then said: "how did you become this appearance here?"

"It's not convenient for me to talk to the girl in detail here. I also invite the girl to come in and talk." The woman is very polite to Mo Shanghua and opens the door to make way.

Mo Shanghua sees this and doesn't refuse. She turns her eyes and looks at Qin ya. She just walks in.

Seeing this, Qin Ya quickly follows in.

The woman closed the door again, dropped the lock, and then led the flowers to the elegant room on the third floor. She ordered people to bring tea and snacks. Just now she said, "I'll invite you to come here. Please wait here."

"Wait a minute." Seeing that the woman was considerate everywhere, and obviously avoided others, she was different from her alone. She could not help asking, "are these all ordered by your son?"

If not, she can't imagine why a director of chenghuan Pavilion, who is so powerful, takes care of herself so politely.

That woman slightly smile, the whole body bearing more elegant chic up, "yes, the childe once ordered, if you come in the future, no matter when, must be to serve as guest of honor, and immediately invite him to come."

"Thank you very much." The flowers on the street nodded their thanks, but they were surprised.

When did her friendship with Hua qianliu come to such a stage?

When the woman saw that she had no problem, she bowed her head gracefully and stepped back. After a few steps, she got up and left again.

Seeing that there was no one else in the house, Qin Ya couldn't help looking around curiously and said to herself, "I didn't expect that the outside of the building had been burned like that. The inside of the house was totally different. Sure enough, the thin camel was bigger than the horse."

After a pause, she fixed her eyes on Mo Shanghua again and said, "listen to what the elder sister just said, is that the princess has some old friendship with their childe, so we get this treatment?"

Mo Shanghua nodded, thought about it, and said, "the childe she said is the childe you saw before in Wujun."

"It's the playboy." After Mo Shanghua mentioned this, Qin ya just vaguely thought of it, and could not help praising it: "young master Hua is really nice. He used to help you like that. Now when he is not here, he will let others take care of you. It's not like the little guy around the Lord. He is used to bullying you."

A word just fell, then listen to the man's deep laughter outside the door, and then see flowers and willows shaking splash ink painting folding fan, languid pace came in.

"The girl really has a good eye, but I don't like it very much." With a habitual smile on his lips, he felt friendly and close to others. "Although all the girls here are beautiful and versatile, none of them is better than those in Beicheng."

When Qin Ya heard the reply from such a romantic person, her white cheeks suddenly turned red and she simply bit her lips and did not dare to speak.

On the contrary, she just took the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea. Seeing him coming in, she conveniently placed the teapot on the empty seat opposite her. "Your mind is really good. The huge chenghuan pavilion has been burned like this, and you can still laugh.""Have fun in time!" The willows of flowers are smiling and singing. They pick up the tea cup pushed by the flowers on the street and smell it on their lips. They can't help but praise: "the tea made by the flowers on the street is really sweet."

Say, very enjoy of squint an eye shallow drink.

Mo Shanghua is used to the appearance of Hua qianliu, but he doesn't say much. He just lowers his head and pours a cup of tea for himself. He takes a sip of it and says, "I remember that you chenghuan pavilion was busy a few days ago. What did you experience these days? How did you become this appearance?"

Yan Beicheng shrugged his shoulders and looked like he didn't care much. "What else can there be? It's just that the people I usually offend come to me and hurt me. But the loss is not small. "

This is a perfunctory remark, but if you listen carefully, there is some truth. Otherwise, you can't be set on fire without any reason.

Seeing him, he didn't want to say it. After thinking about it, Mo Shanghua didn't ask any questions. He said, "then you should find out this person well and ask him for all the money you lost these days. Otherwise, how can you get back the money?"

"It's natural." At this point, flower willow lips smile slightly convergence, eyes slightly narrowed, eyes inside the hair, is a stranger flower never seen dangerous color.

Seeing the flowers on the street, I can't help sighing.

The flower willow is always harmless to human beings and animals, but it is the well-known Lord of chenghuan Pavilion. How can he be as good as his heart.

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