Chapter 2782

"Cow, cow, that young Xia is a fucking cow!"

"Although the building of Juying Pavilion is destroyed, the signboard is even louder. Who can get it? One day, there will be people hiding dragons and crouching tigers in this little Juying Pavilion."

"Being invited into the city master's house by the sedan chair of the Eighth National People's Congress of the Fang family makes old Mr. Chai step back. It's like stepping up to the sky and reaching the peak of life."

"No wonder even Miss Su's family unexpectedly showed up for him. This person is not simple."

As Han 3000 and others left, a group of onlookers still talked about Han 3000's wind pulling history. While shaking, a group of people were glad that at least they were lucky to see this world shaking war.

Therefore, in a very short time, the whole desert city, everyone is interested in talking about it, and it has become the hottest topic at present.

At this time, in the city master's residence.

West backyard!

This was originally the most luxurious backyard in the city master's residence, which was specially used to accommodate the city master's concubines, but today, strangers in two rooms were sent in.

Several waitresses had just finished their work in the West backyard before they withdrew. Another waitress ran over quickly: "Hey, Dongju, I heard that two new guests have been added in the West backyard?"

"Yes, it's hard not to marry a wife. The old man can't help being lonely and adding a new imperial concubine? I just saw that the two women walking behind are so beautiful."

Although the city Lord's residence is large, it is not for people to wander around. In their spare time, they only have to listen to gossip.

The bitter voice called Dongju smiled: "that's the eldest miss of the Su family and her waitress. The Su family has a unique green pearl."

"People from the Su family? Isn't the Su family cultivated in other hospitals? Why did they come to this place? Who's in the other room?" asked the maid.

As soon as her voice fell, a group of waitresses behind her looked at Dongju and others.

"Man!" Dongju smiled bitterly.

"Man?" a group of waitresses were shocked.

"Dongju, are you kidding? The rules of the city Lord's house are strict, let alone men. Even the young master of the Fang family must not stay in the backyard. How can there be men other than the city lord living here?"

"Yes, Dongju, don't be happy with us."

All the servants in the city Lord's residence are women, so only the female attendants and concubines have always lived here. Even the guards here are completely female soldiers.

The elders and elites basically live in the front yard. The only man in nuota's backyard every day is the city master.

Therefore, the waitresses have a lot of private comments, saying that the city Lord is probably a person who is extremely afraid of being wearing a green hat, so he has such strict control over the harem.

"It's really a man, and the sedan chair of the Eighth National People's Congress was carried in personally." Dongju said seriously.

"Eight people's sedans?" a group of waitresses were even more stunned when they heard this.

This is the highest etiquette that the Fang family rarely has. At least it has never seen since the old man died!

"It's a little incredible!"

A group of waitresses looked at each other, which was obviously difficult to accept for a while.

"Are you handsome?" asked a waitress.

East chrysanthemum shook her head: "can't say handsome, can only say a little ugly."

"Isn't it? A man finally came to the harem, or... An ugly man?" someone said depressed.

"After the sedan chair took the man to the door, the man was always entangled by white cloth. I saw his exposed hands. Ouch, they were almost the same as those burned in the fire. Do you think they could be handsome?" Dongju shook her head and was a little depressed.

"Ah!" several waitresses immediately shook their heads and sighed.

Hope is dashed!

But think about it, if it looks good, how can it be safely placed in the backyard with the careful eye of the city Lord?

"By the way, where is the future young Lord's wife? Have you organized? Dare to come out and chat with us?" Dongju suddenly asked.

"Oh, stop it. In the future, the little Lord's wife will wash her face with tears all day. Her makeup has been changed for several times and she has been crying. It's better to wait until the wedding officially begins tomorrow."

"She won't try those clothes!"

"She doesn't seem to like our little Lord."

Dongju nodded, glanced at her good sister and said, "in fact, she has another man in her heart. She gave me a lot of money before and asked him to ask him about a man."

"Who?"

"It seems to be Han 3000?"

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