Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 683 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 48
"I'm not angry because of Si Wanyi, but because of your attitude towards Si Wanyi."

Quanjiu is not a person who is right and wrong.

Seeing Shen Lang's hesitation, she continued: "Will you take the initiative to approach her?"

"will not."

Definitely.

"Will you let her into your room?"

"will not."

"What do you think she looks like?"

"I didn't see it clearly."

Shen Lang is really not perfunctory, other than her, he has no interest in caring about appearance at all.

Quan Jiu clicked his tongue twice: "Why didn't you find out before, how can you talk about love?"

"Did I say so?"

Shen Lang frowned slightly, his eyes flashed in bewilderment.

The last bit of unhappiness in Quan Jiu's heart disappeared: "I have a showdown with Chu Tuo today."

Shen Lang: "What's his reaction?"

"It's as we expected, so the next step is coming soon."

Shen Lang nodded, and her eyes fell on Nai Tuanzi. Every time she discussed such a big matter as treason and regicide, she would not shy away from Xuanyuan Zhuo. The two answers were either stupid or too reassuring about Xuanyuan Zhuo.

She naturally belongs to the latter.

"I'll take you around."

.........

The gossip spread faster than she imagined.

One is the admiral of Dongchang who has a high position and power, threatens the throne but is inhumane.

One is Ruoliu Fufeng, a famous and beautiful singing girl.

Coupled with the rumor that Shen Lang was "playing around" in some matter, within a day, everyone's eyes on him became ambiguous.

"Miss Si's frail body can't withstand the tossing and tossing of Mr. Shen's East Factory. Mr. Shen remembers to be compassionate and cherish jade."

On the way to court, some bold people made fun of Shen Lang, with ambiguous expressions on their faces, full of intentions to please.

Si Wanyi was originally a man of the capital, and everyone had been curious about who would get this peony in Beijing, but they never expected that a eunuch, Shen Lang, would take advantage of it.

With a cold face, Shen Lang looked up and saw Quan Jiu walking not far from him.

After the woman heard these words, an unknown smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Shen Lang's face paled a bit, and he said in a cold tone:
"Master Zhang is busy? If I remember correctly, the case His Majesty arranged for you two days ago has not been solved yet. Nearly a hundred people were involved in the unjust case in Tang County. There were many casualties. In solving the case, instead of inquiring about illusory rumors, is it worthy of the black gauze hat on your head, or the spirits of the [-] dead?"

He asked two consecutive questions, making Mr. Zhang's face pale.

Shen Lang cherishes words like gold on weekdays, and he forgets jokes after hearing them, but he didn't expect that today he would be so angry with every word.

Mr. Zhang swallowed: "I was wrong, Mr. Shen, don't be angry, I have already found the key evidence in this case..."

He wanted to explain at first, but seeing Shen Lang's face getting colder and colder, he decisively chose to shut up.

Shen Lang's whole body was filled with air-conditioning, and he entered the hall with a black face.

"In the early morning, it depends on the face of the person. People who don't know may think that Shen Aiqing is angry at me?"

Chu Tuo had a smile on his face, but his words had ulterior motives.

Shen Lang: "..."

He looked directly at Chu Tuo, his face was colder than his: "Don't dare."

He said he didn't dare, but he didn't call himself a minister.

Chu Tuo frowned slightly, and his heart was burning with anger. Just as he was about to pat the table, Quan Jiu spoke.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."

Chu Tuo was upset and irritable because she had been cold to him these two days, but she was willing to take the initiative to talk to him, and he felt a little flattered.

"Oh? What does Divine Doctor Shen have to report?"

He will definitely give her face, Chu Tuo said softly, resisting the anger provoked by Shen Lang.

Quan Jiu made up an excuse: "It's about border defense..."

Shen Lang watched her thin lips open and close, feeling warm in his heart, knowing that she was protecting him.

After the two of them went down to court, Quan Jiu changed his clothes and went to Dongchang again.

No one dared to stop her this time.

As soon as he entered, Quan Jiu went straight to Shen Lang's study.

As soon as she reached the door, she saw a beautiful figure enter the room before her.

Si Wanyi sat in a green skirt, holding a tray with two plates of dim sum and a bowl of mung bean porridge.

"This is the snack I made. My lord has worked hard all day, so let's rest for a while."

When Quan Jiu came to the door, he happened to see Si Wanyi put the tray on Shen Lang's table.

The two people in the room hadn't noticed her coming yet, Quan Jiu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, did not enter the room, and stared at Si Wanyi's back thoughtfully.

Shen Lang hated being disturbed when working, he showed displeasure:
"There is a mother who cooks in the East Factory."

Si Wanyi turned a blind eye to his displeasure, with a gentle and intellectual smile on the corner of her mouth, her tone was sincere and worried:
"It's the concubine who made her own decisions. As a woman, the concubine sees the lord doing his best for the affairs of the court, but can't give him substantial help. I feel quite guilty in my heart. I can only make some cakes. I hope the lord will not dislike……"

"unnecessary."

Shen Lang's tone was indifferent and direct.

Si Wanyi didn't stalk her, and nodded: "Since your lord doesn't need it, then I will take back my concubine body."

She bent down to pick up the tray on the table, and the wound on her index finger naturally came into Shen Lang's eyes.

The flesh around the wound was still slightly powdered, and there was no scab. It looked like a fresh wound.

She is a woman who doesn't know martial arts, doesn't know how to wield knives and sticks, and combined with the two pastries on the table, it is impossible to guess that her wound was made in the kitchen.

If it is an ordinary person, out of humanitarian concerns, you may want to ask a question.

But Shen Lang saw many wounds that were a hundred times more tragic than this, and he was indifferent in his heart. He just glanced at it and then looked away.

Si Wanyi didn't seem to notice the brief pause of his gaze just now, picked up the tray, and saluted him.

"The concubine will not bother the lord."

As soon as she turned around, she met Shang Quanjiu's meaningful eyes.

Si Wanyi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded:

"Miracle Doctor Shen."

After saying hello, she retreated consciously.

Shen Lang was looking down at the brochure, when he heard the "Shen doctor", he suddenly raised his head, saw Quan Jiu, a faint smile flashed in his eyes:

"coming?"

How could he be so unreasonable just now.

Quan Jiu made a gesture of congratulations and walked in the door:

"Master Shen is really lucky to have porridge and cakes."

Shen Lang put down his pen, got up, closed the door of the study, and then turned to look at Quan Jiu:
"Is it tidy up again?"

He was purposeful, staring straight at her red lips.

Quan Jiu sensed the danger and raised his eyebrows:
"Just stating the facts, but no one washes my hands and makes pastries."

Because of this sentence, half an hour later, all pastries worthy of the name in the capital were sent to the East Factory.

"Master Shen, it's shameful to waste it."

Quan Jiu stared at a table full of pastries, with a black line above his head.

Shen Lang: "I bought it for you, it's not a waste."

(End of this chapter)