Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 41

"Little ghost, are you trying to get my idea again?" Ming Qihan looked at Shang Mo who was clearly harboring a ulterior motive with a half-smile, "Last time you stole my personal belongings, what do you want this time?"

She has a criminal record, Ming Qihan has long been aware of her nature, it seems that it is easy to steal away without anyone noticing, but it is not easy to pat her ass and get away with it, Shang Mo slightly raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes shrewdly, and cut straight to the point. He sat down opposite Ming Qihan and started negotiating: "Do you have Nuanyu?"

"Do you like this thing? Want me to give it to you? It's rare for you to ask me for something for the first time. It seems that I have no reason to refuse you."

Shang Mo stared suspiciously at the fox across from him, how easy is he to talk?

"However..." Ming Qihan raised the corners of his lips and touched his chin, with a smile in his eyes, his long and narrow phoenix eyes exuded two unfathomable sharpness: "What you want depends on your own ability."

as predicted!

Shang Mo's eyes narrowed, and the cold light emitted made the old eunuch who was hiding far away couldn't help shivering.

Ming Qihan is completely immune to this cold current, with a spring-like smile still on the corner of his mouth, the brilliant brilliance emanating from his bright and smiling eyes confronts Shang Mo's gloomy cold current, and it seems that a wonderful sword, light and sword shadow collides in the air , blazing...

In the end, Shang Mo curled his lips and fell down. He changed from the robber's posture just now, and instantly became bright and innocent, squinting his eyes and grinning with enthusiasm, and even his voice was sweet: "Then Brother Emperor, tell me, how can I give it to Shang Mo?"

This sudden change was so frightening that even Ying, who had always been serious, swallowed abruptly, only feeling his scalp go numb.

Ming Qihan was also taken aback for a moment, and immediately lowered his eyes and focused on picking up the tea and took a few sips. Only then did he calm down his frightened mood, and then he evoked a frightening smile: "I heard that there is a person from Jiuzhou Continent in Chunjiang Tower. Zhao Fenghua, a peerless woman recognized by the romantic and famous, was given the nickname Eviscerate Beauty. Every man who has met her has never been fascinated by such a talented and beautiful woman. But the difficulty lies in that Zhao Fenghua only sees one person in a year People, three days later it will be the day when the world's most talented scholars and celebrities will gather together, and there are tens of thousands of people who wish to win the hearts of beautiful women, but those who can win the hearts of beautiful women must pass five hurdles and kill six generals."

Speaking of this, Shang Mo also understood that Dahan is indeed a powerful country. If it weren't for this, no matter how beautiful a beauty is, could it cause such a sensational situation.

"Why, don't you dare?" Ming Qihan teased with a half-smile: "If you can successfully meet Zhao Fenghua, I will count you as the winner, and Nuanyu will naturally belong to you. This bet, you now back down and return it." In time."

Shang Mo twitched the corners of his mouth in contempt. This big whore is indeed a big whore, and he knows all about this kind of news.

"Deal!" Shang Mo readily agreed. Compared to her charm, she, Shang Mo, might not lose to this big lewd thief.

The shadow guard leader Ying couldn't help sweating profusely, why does today feel more frightening than a storm?

The weather is beautiful, the autumn is high and the air is crisp. Today's hustle and bustle is enough to make Shang Mo dumbfounded. I really didn't expect that a mere prostitute could cause such a sensational scene. Even an expensive restaurant like Wangchenglou that vomits blood is full of customers. Full, it can be seen.

Today's imperial capital is like a magnet, attracting all the literati, poets, celebrities, and celebrities, and naturally the money in their pockets is also attracted. The crowds are crowded, and one after another rubs their shoulders. I don't know how many princes and nobles can be killed by a single stone. Wealthy gentleman, no wonder that fox Ming Qihan is smiling so happily, the whole Dahan will have to make a lot of money.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror and looking at himself after dressing up, Shang Mo raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue narcissistically. The person in the mirror was dressed as a young man in white clothes. Recently, he was lucky to eat well. Shang Mo, who was sleeping well, was indescribably radiant at this moment, tender and handsome.

Jade hairpin, a pair of willow eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples, looking forward, his skin is like white porcelain, his teeth are like white snow, his smiling eyes are rolling around, and the bumbling little guy in white clothes stands there casually, his body looks like With a layer of streamer, it is dazzling.

Ignoring the women at home who hated her so much, Shang Mo swaggered out under the name of Ming Qihan, calling Ming Qihan a fox, but he was a typical fox pretending to be a tiger.

Fushui River is located in the east of Hancheng, in a prosperous area. Shang Mo's carriage was blocked a long way ago, let alone her, even if the emperor came in person today, he had to get out of the carriage and walk, what? It's called a sensation, and it's definitely a real sensation.

"There are so many people. I came here before dawn this morning. I didn't expect this place to be squeezed out like that." The young man dressed as a rich man on the periphery of the crowd complained regretfully. Well, this year must be with the The eviscerated beauty is gone.

"What are you doing? I sent someone to Hancheng to book an inn two months ago. Guess what, it's full! I've been sleeping in a carriage outside the city for the past two days!"

Shang Mo opened the folding fan in a manner, and all kinds of conversations entered her ears from all directions. Looking around, there was no scenery in front of her at all, except for the back of the person, and it was still the back of the person. Shang Mo raised his eyebrows ,Is it so exaggerated?
Fortunately, she was fighting alone today. If she brought warm clouds, let alone seeing a beauty, she might not even see the color of Fushui in front of her today.

"Oh, who is so short-sighted!"

"You stand still, why step on me!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know who pushed me, ah!"

"You have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts, even dare to overthrow this king, come here!"

In an instant, the whole crowd was in chaos, falling and falling, like a huge wave splitting from the middle of the sea and rolling away to both sides, the culprit had passed through the center of the crowd smoothly, from The outermost edge of the human wall broke into the Fushui River.

"Phew!" Shang Momao squeezed out with his waist down, only to see the light of day again, he took a deep breath, and his vision suddenly brightened.

The huge painting boat leaning against the Fushui River is the Chunjiang Tower. The area of ​​the whole painting boat is larger than the Wangcheng Tower. The deck of the painting boat is very flat, and there are carved galleries and paintings on the top, and the water mist is light. Thin veils dance, the scenery inside the building is like a shadow, but in fact nothing can be seen clearly. It is said to be a place of dust, but not a single woman appeared outside the painting boat, and there was no act of receiving heroes from all parties. Standing on the bank of the Fushui River in Nuoda, it seems to be sacred and inviolable. This kind of momentum is absolutely top-notch.

(End of this chapter)