Chapter 457 The palace lord’s wife is male38
Cao Li took it with a blank look on his face.
"Palace Master...this is?"
"I want to place a bet."
"Huh?"
"Arrest Xiao and guard Li."
"!!"
Cao Li's mouth opened in shock, and his jaw couldn't close.
This, this, this...
Qing Wu held up his chin and looked at this subordinate who had no psychological tolerance, and said with a smile: "Don't let it out, otherwise you won't want to know the consequences."
Facing her cunning and bad intentions, Cao Li shuddered.
The palace master is obviously trying to trick those little bastards.
What he said himself must be true. I just didn’t expect that the palace owner really likes men.
At the beginning, he just mentioned that the apprentice accepted by the Palace Master Xuannii Palace was a stunning beauty in the world, but he did not expect that the Palace Master actually got him back.
I have mixed feelings.
Cao Li walked out of the study with a expression on his face. While placing my bet, I silently took out my small purse...
During the two days that Xiao Shuli stayed, Qingwu was held back by the elders, who only talked about a lot of martial arts competitions.
For example, let her practice her skills in seclusion before the competition. For example, if she becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance, how will their rights be distributed...
Really think long term.
It's very annoying to keep talking about it.
Looking at the elders below, she said expressionlessly and in a cold tone: "You can do it. Come on."
The powerful pressure belonging to the palace master rushed towards him.
All the elders combined may not be able to beat her: "..."
Quiet as a chicken.
Qing Wu, who successfully intimidated a group of people, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the meeting hall leisurely.
On her way back to her room, she saw Xiao Shuli.
He put one hand casually on his abdomen and lowered the other hand. His snow-white robe was hanging down. His body was slender and his back was straight, like a branch of a Qiong tree or a Zhilan jade tree.
The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world. Nothing more than that. He stood on the edge of a small lake, standing quietly with his eyes lowered, as if admiring the fish in the lake.
Qing Wu was dazzled by his beauty, and then approached him as if nothing had happened.
Before he even got close, he was aware of it. Turning slightly sideways, a pair of beautiful eyes looked towards her.
When he saw it was her, a faint smile appeared on the young man's lips. He was extremely beautiful and stunning.
"Palace Master."
"Brother Xiao, why are you here?" She walked next to him with a smile.
I looked into the lake and found that there were many goldfish in it, all in a ball. When they swam, they looked like a piece of bright yellow silk dropped into the water.
Xiao Shuli looked down at her and said softly: "I'm waiting for you."
"Wait for me?" Qing Wu was surprised, "Then why are you waiting for me?"
The boy looked at her for a few seconds before returning his gaze to the fish in the lake.
He spoke calmly, his voice as cold as a chat between friends: "The palace master seems to be very busy."
"Ang, it's okay. After all, he is the Lord of the First Palace, so he has a lot to deal with."
Cao Li, who happened to be holding a pile of accounts and floated by from a short distance away, paused.
He secretly thought: Palace Master, you are telling lies with your eyes open! Liar!
Curling his lips, he numbly held the account and went to deal with it.
"Does the palace master have time now?"
"There's nothing to do now."
I originally wanted to go find him later, but I didn't expect that he would specifically wait for me here.
After Qing Wu finished answering, he put his hands behind his back and blinked in confusion.
"Do you want to ask me to do something?"
The young man pursed his lips for a few seconds, and then said gently: "I just want to talk to the palace master."
Qingwu tilted his head and looked at him.
She didn't answer. Xiao Shuli raised his eyes and frowned in confusion: "Isn't it possible?"
"Ah, pure chatting is not impossible..."
(End of chapter)