Chapter 430 The palace lord’s wife is male11
After a pause, she reached out and grabbed her collar and whispered: "I should say I'm sorry."
Qing Wu was stunned, then smiled: "It doesn't matter."
After saying that, he wanted to push her away, but the next second, he felt a little wet on his shoulders.
The person in his arms choked and said: "Mr. Xiao...Sister Xiao, let me hold you for a while longer."
The hand that wanted to hold her shoulders paused.
Qingwu lowered his eyebrows and looked complicated.
After a while, Gu Yuling, who had calmed down, raised his head and withdrew from her arms, his eyes a little red.
She smiled indifferently: "Okay, I'm fine. Actually, after thinking about it, I don't like you that much. I said it was love at first sight, but it's your face that I like."
At this point, she raised her chin slightly and hummed softly: "I will definitely find someone better-looking than you!"
Be ambitious.
Qingwu smiled: "Yes."
"Sister Xiao, can you do me a favor now?"
"What?"
……
Half an hour later, news exploded throughout Qingshui Town.
The mayor’s daughter has run away from home!
A time was originally set for throwing hydrangeas to attract brides, but no one came out, and those who came returned disappointed.
In the Lingyun Tea House, the mayor was holding the letter left by his daughter, with veins jumping on his forehead.
She came back yesterday. I thought she was overthinking it, but I didn’t expect...
Thinking of his daughter's stubborn temper, he sighed quietly after a long time.
That's all, my daughter has grown up and has her own ideas.
In the inn.
Qingwu leaned on the railing on the second floor, her red clothes fluttering and her black hair like silk.
Many people couldn't help but peek at her.
She looked at the man in white sitting and drinking tea on the first floor and the boy waiting beside him. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised, but there was a hint of thinking in her eyes.
Gee, what on earth do these two people want to do after following her for so long?
When Xiao Ran came in, he immediately saw his palace master leaning on the second floor. Go upstairs.
She held her sword and clenched her fists, and reported softly: "Palace Master, I have sent Miss Gu to a safe place."
"Yeah."
"One more thing..."
Qing Wu raised his eyes and looked at her: "What's the matter?"
"The Great Elder has written a letter asking you to return to the palace to take charge of affairs."
"Oh, then go back."
She responded readily, waving her hand for Xiaoran to go back to the room to tidy up her things, while she walked slowly downstairs.
There was no one on the first floor.
Because since they learned that the marriage recruitment was cancelled, many people left disappointed.
When the boy next to Xiao Shuli saw him coming down, his eyes flashed slightly.
He looked down at the sitting young man and reminded him very softly: "Sir, the opportunity has come..."
Xiao Shuli paused in his drinking of tea. He placed the teacup on the table and said a faint "hmm".
Seeing this, the boy quickly picked up the teapot and added tea to his cup.
While adding tea, he raised his voice and said, "Master, where are we going next? We have almost used up all our money, and I'm afraid we don't have enough money to stay in an inn. There is no room for us in this vast world. Alas. …”
His face was full of sadness, as if he didn't realize that the tea was full and overflowed.
"Yeah!"
When he came to his senses, he hurriedly put down the teapot and tried to wipe the water stains on the table, but accidentally dropped the cup.
The tea flowed down the edge of the table and was about to be poured onto the young man in white.
Xiao Shuli quickly stood up, and at the same time, the mask he was wearing loosened the straps and fell to the ground, revealing his stunning face.
Qing Wu happened to walk to their table and was stunned when he saw this.
The young man with red lips and white teeth has picturesque eyebrows and a fair face as beautiful as a crown jewel.
Wearing snow-white plain clothes, he stood in a simple inn with his eyebrows lowered. His temperament was as cold as a white lotus on a snow-capped mountain, and he looked like a banished immortal.
(End of chapter)