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Chapter 15 Bai Suxuan is dead

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    "Oh, really?" Qin Jiu looked directly at Durian playfully, with a smile on her lips, and said slowly, "Then let me calculate when my Lian'er lost her virginity."

    With a grimace on his face, Durian put the wine jar on the table tremblingly, fearing that he would accidentally break it.

    The smile on Qin Jiu's lips deepened, "According to Loquat's investigation, Lian'er became a beggar on the street three years ago. You have been a beggar for the past three years and you have no money, so you definitely can't go to a brothel. I guess you don't either.  Which girl fell in love with you, so it must not have been that time. After Loquat took you into Tianchen Sect, you have been following me. I didn't touch you. Others knew that you were mine, so they naturally wouldn't touch you. That said  Come on" Qin Jiu said in a long voice, looking surprised, "Lian'er turned out to be three years ago You are seventeen years old this year, right? Three years ago, you were fourteen years old. Fourteen years old  Lian'er, when you were fourteen years old"

    Durian broke into a cold sweat.

    "I'm not a slave!" Durian retorted angrily.

    "Not fourteen? Is that thirteen? Or younger?" Qin Jiu continued to ask with a smile.

    Durian was in a cold sweat and his face was full of embarrassment, but he didn¡¯t know how to refute her.

    He thought it was wise for him to put the wine jar down, otherwise he might hit the witch.

    "Hahaha" Qin Jiu couldn't help laughing when she saw Durian's silly look.  She leaned on the bed, picked up the wine jug on the table, raised her head gracefully, tilted the wine jug high, and the mellow red wine drew a clear arc in the air, and fell accurately into her mouth.  The lines of her raised neck are elegant and smooth, and her pointed chin carved from fine mutton-fat white jade is slightly raised, revealing her noble arrogance.

    The light and shadow linger in the room, and the figure wrapped in carmine red clothes is so beautiful and enchanting.

    Her slightly hoarse laughter was obviously so wild, yet so heart-wrenching.

    Durian looked at Qin Jiu who was drinking and was stunned again.

    "Master Jiu, drink, drink, Huang Mao wants to drink" Huang Mao was so fragrant with the wine that he couldn't help it. He jumped on the jade table and asked Qin Jiu for the wine.

    Qin Jiu smiled brightly, filled the glass with wine, raised her head and threw it away.  The cup drew an arc and flew towards Huang Mao.  Huang Mao stared at the black bean eyes, fluttered his wings and reached out to catch the cup, just in time to hold the cup in his mouth, then raised his neck and drank it.

    After he finished drinking, he opened his mouth and dropped the cup on the table.

    "More, more." Huang Mao flapped his wings and continued to beg.

    Qin Jiu patted Huang Mao's head and said: "Although this Qiuyehong is famous for being soft in the mouth, mellow and sweet, it has a stamina, so you can't drink it anymore. Lian'er, please come and drink some too. I thought you  You are still a child, it turns out that you are a man at the age of thirteen, how can a man not drink."

    "How can I be thirteen years old I don't have it, I still don't have it until now." Durian shouted the truth with a grimace.

    Qin Jiu laughed and said, "That's easy to say. Since Lian'er is still here, I will wrong Lian'er that night."

    Durian was so regretful that he wanted to hit the wall.

    Suddenly he picked up the wine jar on the table, raised it and started drinking.

    Since he was going to be bullied by the witch anyway, he wouldn¡¯t survive the night anyway, so he might as well just get drunk and die.

    Qin Jiu looked at the drinking durian indifferently, and saw that he started to wander around after half the jar of wine was drunk.  The wine jar slid down his body and onto the table, and he collapsed on the ground with a rosy face.

    Huang Mao, who was originally fine, now began to sway drunkenly, took a few unsteady steps, and finally fell headlong onto Durian.

    Qin Jiu sighed softly, teasing durian might be the only fun in her current gloomy life.

    She put the wine bottle on the table, turned over and stood up from the bed, her bright red dress falling gracefully, like the last touch of red in the snow in winter.

    The wounds on her body were in heart-rending pain, because the internal energy accumulated through these two fights was flowing disobediently in her body.  Tonight, she had to practice her inner strength.

    The residence given to Qin Jiu by Emperor Qing is in Guangzhaifang. This residence was specially prepared by the imperial court for the disciples of the Tianchen Sect who came to Beijing to serve in the past. Concubine Hui once lived here.  This house does not occupy a very large area, but it is decorated with unique ingenuity, with cornices and brackets, towers and pavilions, and one courtyard connected to another.  The pavilions, verandas, pavilions and pavilions are extremely unique.

    A few days ago, the imperial court had already sent people to clean up. Therefore, when Qin Jiu arrived, there was no need to send people to clean up, so she stayed directly.

    That night, Qin Jiu finished his dinner early, pretexting that he was injured and wanted to rest early.After the cherries and lychees were sent away, she took Loquat out of the back door of the house and took a carriage straight to Xuandemen in Lijing.  After leaving Xuandemen, we walked along the official road towards Jiuman Mountain.

    It was already dark, and except for Qin Jiu's carriage, there were no other carriages and horses on the official road, and the surroundings were quiet.  Qin Jiu leaned on the soft couch in the carriage and looked at the sky lightly.  In the dark sky, a full moon was already hanging high in the sky. Under its clear light, the surrounding stars were dim and looming.

    The hot spring that Mu Yufei arranged for Qin Jiu is in Princess Zhaoping's villa.

    Princess Yan Shuixuan of Zhaoping is the third child of Emperor Qing and the third sister of Prince Yan Su of Anling.  In the twelfth year of Emperor Qing's reign, she recruited Xie Dichen as her consort and built a consort's palace outside the palace.  Originally the couple was in harmony, with the harp and harp playing harmoniously, but in the thirteenth year of Emperor Qing's reign, Princess Zhaoping, for some unknown reason, asked Emperor Qing for an order to reconcile with the consort Xie Dichen on the grounds of being frail and sick.  After receiving Emperor Qing's permission, he invited himself to the Jiuman Mountain Villa to recuperate.

    When Qin Jiu arrived at Jiuman Mountain, she saw a carriage parked at the foot of the mountain. The person standing beside the carriage with his hands behind his hands and looking up at the horizon was Mu Yufei.  He heard the sound of the carriage and turned slowly.

    At that moment, although there was a distance, Qin Jiu still saw the deep sadness in Mu Yu Feixing's eyes through the bright moonlight.

    She has known Mu Yufei for six years.

    She remembers him as a sunny, calm and wise man.  Therefore, she safely handed over Linglong Pavilion and other businesses under his name to him.  Precisely because these businesses were recorded in Mu Yufei's name, these businesses were not confiscated by the court after the incident at her family.

    She originally thought that he would always be sunny and free-spirited, but within the day of their reunion today, she saw such sad emotions in his eyes several times.  She knew he was worried about her, but she couldn't help it.

    She slowly got out of the carriage and walked slowly to him.

    "Sir, do you really want to do this?" Mu Yufei finally couldn't help but ask again.

    Qin Jiu nodded and said: "Xuanli, you know, once you start practicing this kind of Kung Fu, you can't stop halfway."

    Mu Yufei¡¯s eyes turned from deep and dark to darker. He sighed longly, with indescribable pain in his voice.

    "My lord, come with me. Princess Zhaoping is not living in the other palace now. I sent someone to ask her for permission and took her jade pendant."

    "You didn't tell Zhaoping about me, did you?" Qin Jiu asked.

    Mu Yufei nodded and said, "No, I know you don't want her to know."

    "Remember, don't let anyone know. There is no Bai Suxuan in this world. Bai Suxuan is dead. The only one alive now is Qin Jiu, who lives to replace thousands of innocent souls." Qin Jiu said word for word.

    The wind in the mountains was so strong that it blew up her clothes and rolled around in the wind, like countless ghosts dancing.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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