Chapter 71
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Prince Hou was moved. He looked at the faces of the two boys and asked, "is it because your fantasy house is so stylish that this young lady is very ugly?"
Luo Qiao took out the prepared portrait. The dreamy moon on the portrait was elegant and vulgar, slapped her small face, as if she were orchid, slim and plain, and her posture was ana, which made people fantasize
"This is miss MengYue of our family."
Prince Hou looked straight and drooled. He couldn't help taking the portrait. "How do I know if this portrait is true?"
"It's absolutely true. Prince hou can send the matchmaker to visit the fantasy house at any time."
"EH. That childe really wants to have a look."
He is also not afraid of being entrapped by others. His father is a top-ranking official in the current Dynasty. Who will he be afraid of?
If he doesn't accept the beauty and silver in this painting, it's a pig brain.
The boy beside him also nodded with joy as if he had won the grand prize.
"Then our magic mansion is waiting for Mr. hou to propose marriage at any time, and congratulates Mr. Hou on marrying Miss MengYue in advance. However, miss MengYue is thin skinned. You can't say that our magic mansion proposed marriage on its own initiative, which you should understand......"
"Understand, understand." Mr. Hou nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
Mr. Hou looked at the portrait and liked it more and more. He didn't know that such a beautiful little girl in the world was secretly in love with him. He had family background, money and appearance. His anger at being driven away by the gambling house suddenly rebounded and got great satisfaction and pride.
***
Mr. Hou didn't say goodbye to Mr. Hou, but walked around the road.
Luo Qiao didn't understand, "Miss, you seem a little nervous?"
"Just when we talked with the son of God, it seemed that someone was staring at us..." this was the intuition of Huan Qingyan.
But the person staring at her should have no malice. Otherwise, he will come out and expose her, but why stare at her?
"There are few Hutong people. The maidservant has been paying attention. There is no one around. Are you too tired, miss?"
The eldest lady was tired for several days and didn't have a good sleep. She may have hallucinations, but Luoqiao didn't dare to tell the truth.
Huan Qingyan thought about it. She was afraid of a P. did modern people go through it well? Psychological quality is a bar!
I comforted myself and settled down a little.
Besides, she didn't commit any heinous crime. She just picked up a bitch who should be cleaned up, and she didn't kill or set fire.
"Maybe I'm distracted. I remember there seems to be a shop selling delicious wonton in front of me. It's not easy for us to come out and have a bowl."
"Hey! Good!" Luo Qiao said happily. "But, madam, why are there so many people ahead?"
Huan Qinyan looked again and found that something was wrong on the roadside. There would be a dead snake, dead mouse and so on three or five steps away.
"Is this..."
The rumored doomsday of the spiritual master -- murder, heart digging and demon case!
The master and servant quickened their pace and rushed to the crowd.
This is the back door of a house, surrounded by onlookers, talking one after another.
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Prince Hou was moved. He looked at the faces of the two boys and asked, "is it because your fantasy house is so stylish that this young lady is very ugly?"
Luo Qiao took out the prepared portrait. The dreamy moon on the portrait was elegant and vulgar, slapped her small face, as if she were orchid, slim and plain, and her posture was ana, which made people fantasize
"This is miss MengYue of our family."
Prince Hou looked straight and drooled. He couldn't help taking the portrait. "How do I know if this portrait is true?"
"It's absolutely true. Prince hou can send the matchmaker to visit the fantasy house at any time."
"EH. That childe really wants to have a look."
He is also not afraid of being entrapped by others. His father is a top-ranking official in the current Dynasty. Who will he be afraid of?
If he doesn't accept the beauty and silver in this painting, it's a pig brain.
The boy beside him also nodded with joy as if he had won the grand prize.
"Then our magic mansion is waiting for Mr. hou to propose marriage at any time, and congratulates Mr. Hou on marrying Miss MengYue in advance. However, miss MengYue is thin skinned. You can't say that our magic mansion proposed marriage on its own initiative, which you should understand......"
"Understand, understand." Mr. Hou nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
Mr. Hou looked at the portrait and liked it more and more. He didn't know that such a beautiful little girl in the world was secretly in love with him. He had family background, money and appearance. His anger at being driven away by the gambling house suddenly rebounded and got great satisfaction and pride.
***
Mr. Hou didn't say goodbye to Mr. Hou, but walked around the road.
Luo Qiao didn't understand, "Miss, you seem a little nervous?"
"Just when we talked with the son of God, it seemed that someone was staring at us..." this was the intuition of Huan Qingyan.
But the person staring at her should have no malice. Otherwise, he will come out and expose her, but why stare at her?
"There are few Hutong people. The maidservant has been paying attention. There is no one around. Are you too tired, miss?"
The eldest lady was tired for several days and didn't have a good sleep. She may have hallucinations, but Luoqiao didn't dare to tell the truth.
Huan Qingyan thought about it. She was afraid of a P. did modern people go through it well? Psychological quality is a bar!
I comforted myself and settled down a little.
Besides, she didn't commit any heinous crime. She just picked up a bitch who should be cleaned up, and she didn't kill or set fire.
"Maybe I'm distracted. I remember there seems to be a shop selling delicious wonton in front of me. It's not easy for us to come out and have a bowl."
"Hey! Good!" Luo Qiao said happily. "But, madam, why are there so many people ahead?"
Huan Qinyan looked again and found that something was wrong on the roadside. There would be a dead snake, dead mouse and so on three or five steps away.
"Is this..."
The rumored doomsday of the spiritual master -- murder, heart digging and demon case!
The master and servant quickened their pace and rushed to the crowd.
This is the back door of a house, surrounded by onlookers, talking one after another.
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
Prince Hou was moved. He looked at the faces of the two boys and asked, "is it because your fantasy house is so stylish that this young lady is very ugly?"Luo Qiao took out the prepared portrait. The dreamy moon on the portrait was elegant and vulgar, slapped her small face, as if she were orchid, slim and plain, and her posture was ana, which made people fantasize"This is miss MengYue of our family."Prince Hou looked straight and drooled. He couldn't help taking the portrait. "How do I know if this portrait is true?""It's absolutely true. Prince hou can send the matchmaker to visit the fantasy house at any time.""EH. That childe really wants to have a look."He is also not afraid of being entrapped by others. His father is a top-ranking official in the current Dynasty. Who will he be afraid of?If he doesn't accept the beauty and silver in this painting, it's a pig brain.The boy beside him also nodded with joy as if he had won the grand prize."Then our magic mansion is waiting for Mr. hou to propose marriage at any time, and congratulates Mr. Hou on marrying Miss MengYue in advance. However, miss MengYue is thin skinned. You can't say that our magic mansion proposed marriage on its own initiative, which you should understand......""Understand, understand." Mr. Hou nodded like a chicken pecking rice.Mr. Hou looked at the portrait and liked it more and more. He didn't know that such a beautiful little girl in the world was secretly in love with him. He had family background, money and appearance. His anger at being driven away by the gambling house suddenly rebounded and got great satisfaction and pride.***Mr. Hou didn't say goodbye to Mr. Hou, but walked around the road.Luo Qiao didn't understand, "Miss, you seem a little nervous?""Just when we talked with the son of God, it seemed that someone was staring at us..." this was the intuition of Huan Qingyan.But the person staring at her should have no malice. Otherwise, he will come out and expose her, but why stare at her?"There are few Hutong people. The maidservant has been paying attention. There is no one around. Are you too tired, miss?"The eldest lady was tired for several days and didn't have a good sleep. She may have hallucinations, but Luoqiao didn't dare to tell the truth.Huan Qingyan thought about it. She was afraid of a P. did modern people go through it well? Psychological quality is a bar!I comforted myself and settled down a little.Besides, she didn't commit any heinous crime. She just picked up a bitch who should be cleaned up, and she didn't kill or set fire."Maybe I'm distracted. I remember there seems to be a shop selling delicious wonton in front of me. It's not easy for us to come out and have a bowl.""Hey! Good!" Luo Qiao said happily. "But, madam, why are there so many people ahead?"Huan Qinyan looked again and found that something was wrong on the roadside. There would be a dead snake, dead mouse and so on three or five steps away."Is this..."The rumored doomsday of the spiritual master -- murder, heart digging and demon case!The master and servant quickened their pace and rushed to the crowd.This is the back door of a house, surrounded by onlookers, talking one after another.This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
