The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Nangong Chen said dumbly, Jing Ao was right, she hated the Nangong clan very much, suddenly, he hated his surname Nangong.

"The time is this afternoon, what are you going to do?" Jing Ao looked at the secret letter.

The red handwriting is beautiful, yet vigorous, with a hint of aloofness and arrogance. Maybe it was really unintentional handwriting, so he decided to put away the secret letter.

"Let's go." Nangong Chen glanced at Jing Ao, but did not object.

"Where are you going?" Jing Ao asked embarrassingly.

"Zuijin Building." Nangongchen got up and left the hall.

At that time, the two went to Zhuijin Tower, and there was already someone waiting in front of the door.

The steward led the two of them into the back hall, and then made tea and lighted incense. They were not too slow, and the service was thoughtful, except that there was no singing and dancing.

Nangong Chen and Jing Ao looked at each other, doubts flashed in their eyes, they came to negotiate, not to drink tea.

"Okay, let your person in charge come out." Jing Ao waved his hand, not intending to drink tea at all.

"Please wait a moment, both of you." The steward said politely, and then exited the hall.

Wuxin and Qiutong didn't come until the exact moment of Shenshi. Seeing Nangongchen and Jingao coming alone, without even a single entourage, they couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant.

Nangong Chen and Jing Ao's fiery eyes fell on Wuxin, as if they were afraid that she would disappear.

Wuxin was still dressed in plain gauze, with a veil on her face, and she sat down on the other side of the long table, opposite Nangongchen.

Qiu Tong's expression was calm, her almond eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at the two of them, sneering in her heart, and sat down unhurriedly.

"Miss Qiutong, Miss Wuxin." The steward served tea respectfully, then left the hall and waited outside the door.

Qiutong picked up the tea and took a sip. She basically didn't interfere in this matter, and Wuxin had already planned it. She came here just for show, even to watch a play.

Wu Xin frowned, her beautiful eyes turned cold: "Have you seen enough?"

Jing Ao looked away awkwardly, with a rare bit of embarrassment on his face.

Nangongchen's expression was gloomy, and his heart was full of melancholy, but she still resisted so much. He knew that no matter what he did, he could not make up for what he owed her. He even resented his mother and concubine, why Ya'er was let out in the first place.

"Please take a look." Wuxin pushed the document in front of the two of them, she put aside all personal grievances and said expressionlessly.

Jing Ao picked up a copy and looked at it. He was stunned when he saw it. What kind of contract is this?Complete deprivation, threats, and intimidation are simply selling Jinli Kingdom to Yan Dian.

"I want to see your master." Nangong Chen said calmly.

"This kind of trivial matter requires my master to come forward, what else does my master leave us to do?" Wu Xin said lightly, her tone was still polite.

trifle?The corners of Jing Ao's mouth twitched, this is still a trivial matter, so what is a major matter?

"No, it's not for this matter, I have other things." Nangong Chen said.

"What's the matter?" Suspicion flashed in Wuxin's eyes.

"Let your master come, I will naturally tell her." Nangong Chen said.

"I have to inform you, if it's a trivial matter, don't bother my master." Wuxin's tone was a little bit cold, but also slightly displeased.

"If you can't see your master, I'm sorry I can't agree." Nangong Chen looked at the document and said calmly.

"Do you think you still have a choice?" Wuxin glanced at Nangong Chen and said in a neutral tone, revealing a sense of confidence in her tone.