Chapter 4606
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Just as he stepped out of the bedroom door, he saw the housekeeper: "high priest, someone found his house and said he wanted to take care of his wife."
Qin Wuyan didn't even look at the housekeeper. He walked straight forward with Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms and refused: "I have said that no women will be admitted into the house."
The housekeeper was embarrassed: "the man's face was destroyed. He was a little older and said he was good at cooking..."
Only after Zhuang Xiaoyu died, Qin Wuyan seemed to lose his sense of taste and had no appetite for all food.
Qin Wuyan was going to continue to refuse, but he stepped out of the threshold and saw the old woman with scars on her face. The old woman was ugly. When he heard the news, he raised his head and looked straight at the people in his arms.
Although the man was beyond recognition, Qin Wuyan recognized him at the first sight.
The words that had rushed to his lips were swallowed back by him in an instant. Qin Wuyan only felt that his throat was a little blocked, but replied in a low voice: "stay. If there's anything wrong with this seat in the future, let her take care of his wife."
The housekeeper nodded repeatedly and politely sent Qin Wuyan on the carriage.
Zhuang Qingyun was already waiting in the carriage. When he saw Qin Wuyan holding Zhuang Xiaoyu to the banquet, his lips moved. He wanted to say something, but he still shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.
Since he used the elite guards of Min's house as blood sacrifice in the priest's house and set up an altar for wizards, Qin Wuyan sent people to wash min's house with blood, but left the young and beautiful woman of Min's house in the backyard of the pharmacy specializing in the development of drugs together with min Huizhu.
Those people were used as blood banks to feed Gu insects and used as medicine to ensure that Zhuang Xiaoyu's body was not rotten.
Qin Wuyan sat Zhuang Xiaoyu on his knee, took out the adjusted nail essential oil from the closet of the carriage, applied it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers and maintained her nails.
Zhuang Qingyun drooped his eyes and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's hands were becoming more and more soft and white, like cutting onion roots. His nails were long and pointed. Under the action of essential oil, they exuded Yingrun luster.
Zhuang Qingyun was secretly frightened. He was afraid that he was a living man. Few people could be taken care of so carefully, right?
Zhuang Qingyun looked at the scene with complex eyes, turned his head and couldn't bear to look again.
Qin Wuyan is really crazy.
And crazy.
Once upon a time, in order to keep Zhuang Xiaoyu safe, he was afraid to take her out of the priest's house. He always left Zhuang Xiaoyu in the priest's house, but just swaggered past with min Huizhu, exposing the pregnant min Huizhu to danger.
Now the Min family is so easy to clean up. The frightened other aristocratic families no longer dare to act rashly. They all kneel down unconditionally. There are no more obstacles.
Like this carriage, the whole moon city is rolling forward in an orderly way.
In the past, the aristocratic families coveted the power and resources in Qin Wuyan's hands, and were ready to move one by one at the instigation of Min Zhixing. Qin Wuyan was only killed from min house. Qin Wuyan didn't even let go of the women's dependents inside. When the aristocratic families saw such a bloody scene, they all kept silent for fear of repeating the mistakes of Min house. Now they don't want to be meritorious, but want nothing.
On the surface, it was peaceful. Whatever happy events were held in the house, they also sent an invitation to the priest's house, which could be regarded as a test of Qin Wuyan's attitude towards other aristocratic families.
The carriage was too silent. Qin Wuyan rubbed the essential oil into Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers and asked casually, "what do you want to say?"
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Just as he stepped out of the bedroom door, he saw the housekeeper: "high priest, someone found his house and said he wanted to take care of his wife."
Qin Wuyan didn't even look at the housekeeper. He walked straight forward with Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms and refused: "I have said that no women will be admitted into the house."
The housekeeper was embarrassed: "the man's face was destroyed. He was a little older and said he was good at cooking..."
Only after Zhuang Xiaoyu died, Qin Wuyan seemed to lose his sense of taste and had no appetite for all food.
Qin Wuyan was going to continue to refuse, but he stepped out of the threshold and saw the old woman with scars on her face. The old woman was ugly. When he heard the news, he raised his head and looked straight at the people in his arms.
Although the man was beyond recognition, Qin Wuyan recognized him at the first sight.
The words that had rushed to his lips were swallowed back by him in an instant. Qin Wuyan only felt that his throat was a little blocked, but replied in a low voice: "stay. If there's anything wrong with this seat in the future, let her take care of his wife."
The housekeeper nodded repeatedly and politely sent Qin Wuyan on the carriage.
Zhuang Qingyun was already waiting in the carriage. When he saw Qin Wuyan holding Zhuang Xiaoyu to the banquet, his lips moved. He wanted to say something, but he still shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.
Since he used the elite guards of Min's house as blood sacrifice in the priest's house and set up an altar for wizards, Qin Wuyan sent people to wash min's house with blood, but left the young and beautiful woman of Min's house in the backyard of the pharmacy specializing in the development of drugs together with min Huizhu.
Those people were used as blood banks to feed Gu insects and used as medicine to ensure that Zhuang Xiaoyu's body was not rotten.
Qin Wuyan sat Zhuang Xiaoyu on his knee, took out the adjusted nail essential oil from the closet of the carriage, applied it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers and maintained her nails.
Zhuang Qingyun drooped his eyes and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's hands were becoming more and more soft and white, like cutting onion roots. His nails were long and pointed. Under the action of essential oil, they exuded Yingrun luster.
Zhuang Qingyun was secretly frightened. He was afraid that he was a living man. Few people could be taken care of so carefully, right?
Zhuang Qingyun looked at the scene with complex eyes, turned his head and couldn't bear to look again.
Qin Wuyan is really crazy.
And crazy.
Once upon a time, in order to keep Zhuang Xiaoyu safe, he was afraid to take her out of the priest's house. He always left Zhuang Xiaoyu in the priest's house, but just swaggered past with min Huizhu, exposing the pregnant min Huizhu to danger.
Now the Min family is so easy to clean up. The frightened other aristocratic families no longer dare to act rashly. They all kneel down unconditionally. There are no more obstacles.
Like this carriage, the whole moon city is rolling forward in an orderly way.
In the past, the aristocratic families coveted the power and resources in Qin Wuyan's hands, and were ready to move one by one at the instigation of Min Zhixing. Qin Wuyan was only killed from min house. Qin Wuyan didn't even let go of the women's dependents inside. When the aristocratic families saw such a bloody scene, they all kept silent for fear of repeating the mistakes of Min house. Now they don't want to be meritorious, but want nothing.
On the surface, it was peaceful. Whatever happy events were held in the house, they also sent an invitation to the priest's house, which could be regarded as a test of Qin Wuyan's attitude towards other aristocratic families.
The carriage was too silent. Qin Wuyan rubbed the essential oil into Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers and asked casually, "what do you want to say?"
Just as he stepped out of the bedroom door, he saw the housekeeper: "high priest, someone found his house and said he wanted to take care of his wife."Qin Wuyan didn't even look at the housekeeper. He walked straight forward with Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms and refused: "I have said that no women will be admitted into the house."The housekeeper was embarrassed: "the man's face was destroyed. He was a little older and said he was good at cooking..."Only after Zhuang Xiaoyu died, Qin Wuyan seemed to lose his sense of taste and had no appetite for all food.Qin Wuyan was going to continue to refuse, but he stepped out of the threshold and saw the old woman with scars on her face. The old woman was ugly. When he heard the news, he raised his head and looked straight at the people in his arms.Although the man was beyond recognition, Qin Wuyan recognized him at the first sight.The words that had rushed to his lips were swallowed back by him in an instant. Qin Wuyan only felt that his throat was a little blocked, but replied in a low voice: "stay. If there's anything wrong with this seat in the future, let her take care of his wife."The housekeeper nodded repeatedly and politely sent Qin Wuyan on the carriage.Zhuang Qingyun was already waiting in the carriage. When he saw Qin Wuyan holding Zhuang Xiaoyu to the banquet, his lips moved. He wanted to say something, but he still shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.Since he used the elite guards of Min's house as blood sacrifice in the priest's house and set up an altar for wizards, Qin Wuyan sent people to wash min's house with blood, but left the young and beautiful woman of Min's house in the backyard of the pharmacy specializing in the development of drugs together with min Huizhu.Those people were used as blood banks to feed Gu insects and used as medicine to ensure that Zhuang Xiaoyu's body was not rotten.Qin Wuyan sat Zhuang Xiaoyu on his knee, took out the adjusted nail essential oil from the closet of the carriage, applied it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers and maintained her nails.Zhuang Qingyun drooped his eyes and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's hands were becoming more and more soft and white, like cutting onion roots. His nails were long and pointed. Under the action of essential oil, they exuded Yingrun luster.Zhuang Qingyun was secretly frightened. He was afraid that he was a living man. Few people could be taken care of so carefully, right?Zhuang Qingyun looked at the scene with complex eyes, turned his head and couldn't bear to look again.Qin Wuyan is really crazy.And crazy.Once upon a time, in order to keep Zhuang Xiaoyu safe, he was afraid to take her out of the priest's house. He always left Zhuang Xiaoyu in the priest's house, but just swaggered past with min Huizhu, exposing the pregnant min Huizhu to danger.Now the Min family is so easy to clean up. The frightened other aristocratic families no longer dare to act rashly. They all kneel down unconditionally. There are no more obstacles.Like this carriage, the whole moon city is rolling forward in an orderly way.In the past, the aristocratic families coveted the power and resources in Qin Wuyan's hands, and were ready to move one by one at the instigation of Min Zhixing. Qin Wuyan was only killed from min house. Qin Wuyan didn't even let go of the women's dependents inside. When the aristocratic families saw such a bloody scene, they all kept silent for fear of repeating the mistakes of Min house. Now they don't want to be meritorious, but want nothing.On the surface, it was peaceful. Whatever happy events were held in the house, they also sent an invitation to the priest's house, which could be regarded as a test of Qin Wuyan's attitude towards other aristocratic families.The carriage was too silent. Qin Wuyan rubbed the essential oil into Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers and asked casually, "what do you want to say?"
