Unparalleled Concubine: The lord is kneeling

Lin Jingframe pushed the box in front of Xue Li, but Xue Li pushed it back to him involuntarily.

"You should keep it, it's always been yours."

Lin Jingframe looked at Xue Li who was avoiding like the plague with some dumbfounding, and wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips, "Okay, I'll put this box on me first."

Xue Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She is still dreaming, and she still can't digest this cousin who suddenly ran out, and all these things.

However, these are not important, what she thinks about now is how to deal with Feng Jin.

"It stands to reason that you should stay in the mansion, cousin." Xue Li looked at Lin Jingframe with a face of embarrassment, and said, "But there is no elder in this mansion, and you are about the same age. In order to avoid suspicion, I will not leave That mouth."

Lin Jing frame nodded, and said with a generous and calm attitude: "My cousin's concerns are very reasonable, I'd better stay in a hotel. If there is something, I will come here to find you."

"Which inn does my cousin live in?"

"Xinglong Inn in Sixi Hutong."

Xue Li thought about it, he knew about Sixi Hutong, it was on Zhuque Street, but he had never heard of Xinglong Inn.But to be able to drive on Suzaku Street, it should have some reputation.

"Well, I have something to do, so I will send someone to the inn to find you."

Lin Jing frame is a promise.

Xue Li looked up at the sky, thought about staying with Lin Jingframe for dinner, and then sent people out. She was busy with her own affairs, so she asked Lu Luo beside her to go to the kitchen to see how the meal preparations were going.

Not long after Lu Luo went out, she turned around and walked back.

"Miss, Mrs. Niu said that the food is ready, and asked Miss when the dinner will start."

"Let's open it now." Xue Li smiled and said to Lin Jing: "I don't know what my cousin likes to eat, so just use whatever you want!"

Lin Jing frame said with a smile, "You're welcome, guests are welcome", and followed Xue Li to the table.

The meal was short and quick, and after the meal, I drank a cup of tea and got up to say goodbye.

This time Xue Li personally sent him to the gate of the mansion.

On this side, as soon as Lin Jingzhu left, someone on the other side reported the news to Nangong Liuxiang who was drinking iced sour plum soup.

"About [-] years old, gentle and elegant?" Nangong Liuxiang looked up at Fan Tong suspiciously, "Are you sure you're not talking about that bull-nosed Feng Shang?"

Fan Tong shook his head hastily, "My lord, I have seen the national teacher, that person is definitely not Feng Shang."

"Who would that be? Let her send it out in person!"

Nangong Liuxiang thought about it, and immediately got angry again at the Xianglong Guard Captain Nangong Cheng who disappeared like a wild crane into the clouds.

"Where's the dead man Nangong Cheng? Has he not returned yet?"

Fan Tong was about to bite the bullet and answer, but another faint voice floated out like a ghost.

"Go back to the lord, if the little one dies, don't forget to burn the money in Qingming, the most important thing is to burn a few round beauties!"

Nangong Liuxiang raised her hand and threw out the teacup in her hand.

Nangong Cheng, who looked ashamed and disheveled at the door as if he had crawled out of a coffin, took the cup of tea, picked it up, poured it into his mouth, and sighed comfortably for a while.

“Good tea!”

Fan Tongtong saw that someone who had been beaten and scolded came up to replace him, so he quickly retreated quietly.

Nangong Liuxiang stared at Nangong Sheng who drank a cup of tea and then sat down on the ground panting for breath.

"Don't look at it, my lord, the little one is a donkey, you have to let the little one breathe, and then talk again, right?"

Nangong Liuxiang snorted coldly, and said angrily: "When you are breathing well, I will suffocate your prince to death!"

With a sound of "Puchi", Nangong Cheng raised his head, and looked at his master with a dusty face, "My lord, why don't you go and call ten or eight for you in Wanhualou? I promise to let you vent a thousand miles!"