slave seven seven

Chapter 306 You Are Not Enough To Fight Me

"What do you want me to say?" Qiqi asked back.

She calmly made him powerless.

"Needless to say." Xia Houling blinked, turned and walked out.

Qi Qi stared at him step by step away, he was worried what she would say, saying he was selfish...

Xiao Yin'er was still losing her temper because of Xia Houling's rest in Qiushui Garden last night, Xia Houling walked in with the old housekeeper, and what she said made Xiao Yin'er feel like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

"I'll arrange someone to take you out of the prime minister's residence."

Xiao Yin'er was nervous for a while, and asked worriedly, "Did something happen in the court? Isn't it always calm?"

Xia Houling gave the old housekeeper a wink, and the old housekeeper immediately stepped forward and bowed and said, "Ma'am, you are worrying too much. There is a clean place in the old slave's hometown, which is very suitable for Madam to raise her baby in peace."

Xiao Yin'er looked at Xia Houling, let Xiao He sit down and asked displeasedly, "Is the capital not good?"

"Of course not, I'm busy with government affairs..." The old housekeeper said on behalf of the master, but Xiao Yin'er interrupted her, "Old housekeeper, you go out first, I have something to say to Brother Ling."

The old housekeeper was ashamed, and was about to step back respectfully, when Xiao Yin'er asked, "Brother Ling, are you going to drive me away?"

Before the old butler reached the door, Xia Houling turned around and left, her whole arm brushed against the old butler, Xiao Yin'er stood up, her nose was already sore, "Are you so eager to go back to that slave's room? "

Xia Houling stopped, the old butler was also unable to get in and out, and wanted to say a few words for the master, Xia Houling had already turned around, "Why did you suddenly say something about Qingyun yesterday?"

Xiao Yin'er was a little speechless, "What can't I say about Qingyun?"

Xia Houling stared at her sternly, "Yin'er, you are not enough to fight me."

————————————————— Has anyone heard of the Qingchuan version of "Welcome to Beijing"...

(End of this chapter)