The days of eating and drinking: The Biography of the Silly Concubine
Chapter 794 : I cheated the prince Chapter 1
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Garbage is still garbage, how can you be grateful for garbage?
Mo Xiaoqiu secretly despised Xin Xi, the little gratitude that just passed was as short as a shooting star.
At night, Shinki was sleeping alone in the oiran's room.Mo Xiaoqiu did not dare to be a bed warmer, so he had no choice but to follow her and arrange another room for her to sleep in.
The bustard was waiting with a group of people, but he had never seen such a person visiting the brothel and drinking flower wine, and he was completely spending money as if it were an inn!However, as long as the guests give money, it doesn't matter what they are here for. [
Although there is no money at the moment, but seeing that Chanxi is luxurious and has seen countless people, she is not afraid of reneging on her debts.
It's just that things are always unpredictable...
When Chan-xi woke up and saw the officials in the room, after a few words, he regretted so much that he wanted to hit the wall.
——I regret why I didn't tie that guy by my side!
In one night, she actually stole the old bustard's money and ran away? !
Angry, angry, the majestic prince actually "invited" to the yamen like a thief?But the blind county magistrate actually said that he was going to have a trial, and asked him what his name was?
Shame, how can he say this?The identity of the thirteenth prince cannot be moved out, it's not that it's useless, but because he has no face to dare to move it, and if it gets out, the thirteenth prince goes to the brothel, cooperating with the little thief to steal money?When he returns to the capital, if he doesn't make fun of someone to death, he will never turn over and see the pure sun...
Standing in the hall with his hands behind his back, Xinxi hooked his fingers towards the magistrate, cold, cool, and desperate!That haughty expression and gaze, there is the self-consciousness of being a prisoner.
The old magistrate, who was wearing a crooked hat, slapped the hall in shock, and finally said in a very humble respect: "My lord, what's the matter?"
Garbage is still garbage, how can you be grateful for garbage?
Mo Xiaoqiu secretly despised Xin Xi, the little gratitude that just passed was as short as a shooting star.
At night, Shinki was sleeping alone in the oiran's room.Mo Xiaoqiu did not dare to be a bed warmer, so he had no choice but to follow her and arrange another room for her to sleep in.
The bustard was waiting with a group of people, but he had never seen such a person visiting the brothel and drinking flower wine, and he was completely spending money as if it were an inn!However, as long as the guests give money, it doesn't matter what they are here for. [
Although there is no money at the moment, but seeing that Chanxi is luxurious and has seen countless people, she is not afraid of reneging on her debts.
It's just that things are always unpredictable...
When Chan-xi woke up and saw the officials in the room, after a few words, he regretted so much that he wanted to hit the wall.
——I regret why I didn't tie that guy by my side!
In one night, she actually stole the old bustard's money and ran away? !
Angry, angry, the majestic prince actually "invited" to the yamen like a thief?But the blind county magistrate actually said that he was going to have a trial, and asked him what his name was?
Shame, how can he say this?The identity of the thirteenth prince cannot be moved out, it's not that it's useless, but because he has no face to dare to move it, and if it gets out, the thirteenth prince goes to the brothel, cooperating with the little thief to steal money?When he returns to the capital, if he doesn't make fun of someone to death, he will never turn over and see the pure sun...
Standing in the hall with his hands behind his back, Xinxi hooked his fingers towards the magistrate, cold, cool, and desperate!That haughty expression and gaze, there is the self-consciousness of being a prisoner.
The old magistrate, who was wearing a crooked hat, slapped the hall in shock, and finally said in a very humble respect: "My lord, what's the matter?"
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