The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 270 The secret plan is up
After Chacha said that he saw Xiao San, Qiqi's seven people all stuck to the door of the box outside the corridor, looking inside through the window, Xiao San was talking to the fake Taoist priest he saw last night.

In addition to the two of them, there was also a suspicious person who covered up his whole face.

"Gege, why did Little Three Huangsu stay with Bad Egg?"

Murong Ying didn't let Chacha lie under the door, afraid of trapping her, so he hugged the little daughter-in-law in his arms: "Because he's dealing with bad guys, this is to make him relax his vigilance."

"Then why not subdue him directly, isn't it very troublesome?"

He Zhijin directly slapped Chongyan on the back of the head and shouted: "Stupid you, how important is this fake Taoist priest in the hearts of the people now, if he is only subdued, what will the people do? What about those three-year-olds? "

Zhongyan covered his head to be taught, but he still felt that He Anjia was a little too rude.

Compared with He Anjia, his forehead seems to be more and more gentle.

But this is thanks to Concubine Ning.

Anyway, whether it's He Anjia's rudeness or Concubine Hua's gentleness, Chongyan can't escape left or right.

"Guest officers, do you know the guests in the private room?"

It was too ostentatious for the seven of them to lie down on the crack of the door together, which provoked inquiries from Xiao Er.

Murong Ying has been living in Fulu Yipin since he came to the capital, and all the Xiao Er here know him.

"So it's Young Master Murong."

Xiao Er's eyes fell on Cha Cha in Murong Ying's arms.

What a beautiful little chubby doll!

Murong Ying hugged Chacha, turned his head, and began to twist his neck and buttocks: "We just ate too much, we are doing activities here, and we will leave in a while, don't worry, we won't disturb your guests."

As he spoke, Murong Ying secretly slipped a silver ingot to Xiao Er.

Xiaoer stood on tiptoe and smiled like a flower girl, "Then Mr. Murong, you can do whatever you want, and the little one will go to work first!"

Xiao Er had just left when he heard the door of the box slam: "Come with me."

Xiao San didn't look at them directly from the box, and directly entered the empty box next to it.

After everyone came in, Xiao San closed the door and looked at them with a serious face: "Why are you here?"

Chacha dragged her little milk voice: "Women, come to find my mother~~"

Xiao San pulled Cha Cha out of Murong Ying's arms.

Murong Ying was still unwilling to let go, but compared to Xiao San, he was still a bit inferior, so he could only watch Chacha enter Xiao San's arms.

Holding Chacha, Xiao San immediately changed his face, couldn't help pinching the baby fat flesh on the little guy's face: "Is Ning Concubine Empress also out of the palace?"

Chacha also started to pinch Xiao San's handsome face: "Yeah~"

"Uncle Sanhuang, have you caught any evidence of a fake Taoist priest?"

Chongjin and Chonghan guarded the door one by one to prevent people from eavesdropping.

Xiao San slightly shook his head: "Not yet, the fake Taoist priest is a cunning Thai, and I haven't got his trust safely yet, but I have a plan when you come here, maybe I can pry his mouth open."

After Xiao San's words, they put their heads together and started planning secretly.

In the box next door, the fake Taoist priest was still happily immersed in the conditions that Xiao San gave him.

Ning Jiaman was forced by Xiao San's majesty, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense at all. On the contrary, she felt that it would be fine if the fake Taoist priests fell into Xiao San's tricks. Anyway, those children were also in her hands. If Xiao San killed them all, she would It happened to be possible to use those children in exchange for money, and leave the capital for a while to make a long-term plan.

(End of this chapter)