The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 8: Playing in the wind and dust

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Chapter 8 is rolling in the dust

"It’s not that I know everything, but I know my father’s style too well, Liu Xing, do you remember who the dude brother was who beat you last time in Yichun Courtyard?" Everyone who owes her, Yao Mo Wan kept all of them in her heart, not letting go of any of them.

"I remember." Liu Xing nodded fiercely. Fortunately, at that time, the young lady stunned the gang of **** as the three daughters of the Yao mansion. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would die by serving her again.

"Release the news, saying that Lou Yuxin had seen him before he disappeared." Yao Mowan said quietly.

"What do you mean by Miss?" Liu Xing looked at Yao Mowan with some confusion.

"It doesn't matter if others know it or not, but you must let the lady know." Yao Mowan reminded a little.

"Liu Xing understands!" Liu Xing suddenly, just as he was about to leave, was called back by Yao Mowan.

"You... can you inquire about Prince Su's situation?" If life is just like first seeing, she really hopes that that night, when Ye Junqing rescued her from the thief, he took off the face The silver mask, the mask originally belonged to Ye Hongyi. At the moment when she knew the truth, she was already Ye Hongyi's princess.

"Miss Hui, there is no need to deliberately ask about Prince Su. Now the market is rumored that Prince Su was defeated and returned to the court. He can't stand any attack. The whole person is decadent in Prince Su's mansion. Every day, he is called Yixiangyuan. The girls rejoiced in their wine and fell down on their own. The emperor thought that he had done a good job to Saji and did nothing but reward him, but Prince Su only needs a pot of wine. Therefore, the emperor will send people to give the best wine in the palace to Prince Su every day." Liu Xing said all he heard.

"What a clever method, it is in line with his polite style..." Yao Mowan murmured to herself, staring gleams of light overflowing from the bottom of her eyes. It's just that she didn't understand why Ye Junqing had such a terrible result with a heavy hand in hand. The reason why she signed the testimony that day was not only for her own Zhong Er, but also because of this level, that would make her compromise. It's just that no matter what, she was the one who caused Ye Junqing to be tired, and she should have a look at it because of the emotion and reason.

At the entrance of Yixiangyuan, the heavily-painted old bustard put away the silver slip in Tingyue's hand, and happily pulled Yao Mowan dressed in dust and dust onto the sedan chair.

"The sedan chair is up!" The old bustard yelled, and the seven sedan chairs outside the Yixiang courtyard were lifted at the same time, and they headed toward the Prince Su's Mansion. Along the way, the pedestrians in the past looked sideways and pointed. Most of the talk was ridiculing Ye Junqing's decadent and romantic, ignorant of national affairs. There were also a few people who expressed emotion that a generation of heroes would be ruined after a little frustration, how sad.

In the sedan chair, Yao Mowan listened to it in the past and didn't take it to heart. The people in the market are just like everyone else. They don't know that the sinister heart is better than the tiger. If you care about these things, you will not be able to explain it if you spend your entire life. clear.

In this world, I'm afraid that no one knows Ye Hongyi better than her. Ye Junqing is like a needle stabbed in Ye Hongyi's chest. If he doesn't pull it out, he can't sleep well. Ye Junqing can survive now, not because Ye Hongyi cared about brotherhood, but because he was afraid of opposition from military commanders in the DPRK, so he didn't dare to move Ye Junqing arrogantly. So he used this method to slander Ye Junqing's image among generals, until Ye Junqing was forgotten, and then quickly removed.

"Get off the sedan chair—" The old bustard's voice sounded again, and Yao Mowan felt that the sedan chair was slightly bumped before it landed. At this moment, she could not wait to lift the sedan curtain, but saw that the six women from the dust had already surrounded the gate of Prince Su's Mansion. Compared with them, his movements are still slightly slower.

"You all came here rolling in the dust, not to mention that Aunt Gui didn’t remind you, but stay a little bit reserved, don’t do anything out of the ordinary, don’t ask for merit, but ask for nothing. Over!"

Yao Mowan listened clearly, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly. From this point of view, calling prostitutes every day is one of Ye Hongyi's methods.

"Aunt Gui, don't worry, our sisters just want to take a long look at the most beautiful man in Da Chu. If the prince doesn't like it, we can't just say anything."

"Yes, Aunt Gui, don't worry about going back. You will come to pick us up as soon as the unitary hour is over."

At this time, the woman who couldn't wait lightly knocked on the door. Yao Mowan stood silently behind the crowd, sighing in her heart that God loves Ye Junqing so much, not only makes him smash the battlefield, and is invincible, but also gives him a majestic beauty. As Yao Mowan thought about it, the gate of the mansion had opened.