The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 225 Bright Moon Pavilion 1
It was not too late when Nanlingge returned to Yaju. Nanling Zhanyun was just about to have lunch when he saw Nanlingge come back, so he hurriedly asked Nanlingge to eat with him.

Because of the experience of stepping on two boats, Nan Lingge had no appetite, and he ate every now and then, and was very listless.

Seeing this, Nanling Zhanyun waved to the dark guard who went out with Nanlingge today, and the dark guard told Nanling Zhanyun what he saw today.

Nanling Zhanyun sipped the tea while listening.

Suddenly hearing the secret guard mention the incident of two boats in the Tianxiang Building, the tea in his mouth spouted out with a "push", and the tea just sprayed on the spicy shiitake mushrooms that Nan Lingge was holding out with his chopsticks.

Nan Lingge's chopsticks holding the spicy shiitake mushroom froze, and the spicy shiitake mushroom just slid down on the table.

Nanlingge silently put down his chopsticks and stood up, without saying a word, he glanced at Nanling Zhanyun and the guard who was still attached to Nanling Zhanyun's ear, then turned and left.

Nanling Zhanyun looked at the back of Nanlingge leaving, feeling annoyed in his heart.

Why didn't I ask when Ge'er was away?Look, it made Ge'er unhappy.

In the evening, Nan Lingge appeared in Mingyue Pavilion wearing her favorite sky blue suspender dress.

The waiter who received Nan Lingge in the morning seemed to have been waiting there a long time ago. At this time, he saw Nan Lingge and rushed to greet him.

"Girl, you are here. Our young master has already prepared a high-quality VIP room waiting for you!"

Nan Lingge nodded and motioned for him to lead the way. She knew that the young man in the waiter's mouth was the young man in white whom she had just met this morning.

The third floor is really for entertaining distinguished guests, but very few people can go up to the third floor, because the third floor does not mean that you can go up if you are powerful or powerful, but you must get the approval of the owner of the Mingyue Pavilion.

Therefore, Nan Lingge walked all the way, and the third floor was very calm and empty, which made Nan Lingge even more suspicious that the boy in white was the owner of the Mingyue Pavilion.

Even if he wasn't, he still had a close relationship with that mysterious pavilion master, just because he got her to come to the third floor.

Thinking of when she asked his identity in the morning, he told him that he would tell himself at the auction in the evening, Nan Lingge couldn't help but look forward to it.

The waiter brought Nan Lingge to the middle room, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation.

When Nan Lingge entered, she saw a blue gauze curtain and a delicate fragrance. Although she didn't know what it was, it smelled very good.

There is a table ahead with some melon seeds and almonds on it.

The white-clothed boy was sitting aside, holding a cup of tea in his hand and sipping it lightly, as if he hadn't noticed Nan Lingge's arrival, looking at the scene downstairs through the window screen in front of him.

Because the young man in white had his back facing Nan Lingge, Nan Lingge didn't see the expression on his face at this time, but walked straight to the seat on his left and sat down.

At this moment, the boy in white came back to his senses, looked at Nanling and said, "Beimoqian is here too."

"I know this,"

As expected, Beimo Xiangyu's nails were auctioned in Mingyue Pavilion. I believe the masked man in black had already told Beimohuang when he returned.

It was impossible for Emperor Beimo to sit idly by, but he would not come in person, so he asked his favorite prince, Beimo Xiangyu's biological brother, to come.

"Are you trying to piss off Beimo Emperor? Ask him to spend a lot of money to auction off his daughter's nails?" The boy in white smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)