Long live the beloved wife: the beloved concubine

Chapter 143 Li'er Going to Perform? [[-]] (the most beautiful author Bei Qingluo)

Who is this guy?Who will it be?This is just a mystery for the time being, but Mr. Wang laughed a few times, hehe, there is a good show to watch this time.

"As for the emperor's matter, according to my opinion, it is best to block the news. If this matter spreads, it will cause commotion, and the other two great powers will take advantage of it to invade." Mr. Wang stroked his beard, stared at Mr. Divination and said , Once blocked, you can carry out your own plan.

Of course, the blocking news here is not about blocking the Tengu Eclipse, but blocking the unknown person pointed out by the Tengu Eclipse this time.

"Zhen, um... Forget it, this matter is completely blocked by me. If anyone dares to reveal half a word, they will be killed." The emperor swept everyone present with his eyes, and even accidentally flew over and stopped here. He didn't let go of any of the little birds, and the majestic look in his eyes made the bird scream, and then staggered and flew away.

This matter was temporarily told a paragraph in the eyes of the emperor, until it was revealed again five days later.
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Lier dividing line ---
"Miss, who is the criminal who stole the painting?" The cooks and cooks looked at Ranli who had been silent and asked, the black tea and milk over there were boiled and bubbling But no one noticed it, even if they did, they didn't dare to do it rashly, because at this moment, Ranri's face was as serious as ice, if they went to see the boiled black tea and milk, Not sure what it's supposed to be.

"Miss? Miss?" They called Ranli several times, but Ranli still didn't recover.

Suddenly it was quiet here, except for the sound of black tea and milk boiling, there was no other sound, gurgling... gurgling... This sound seemed to be the sound of seconds walking, as if they were calculating something.

"Hahaha, I thought of it, if you rewrite Conan's story and write it into a book, and then sell it, it will make more money than performing arts." Ranli suddenly yelled, and the cooks and cooks all I'm dizzy, there is no Conan in the mansion, how could there be any Conan story?
"Miss, please let me know that the black tea and milk are already boiled, can the servants (slaves) go and have a look first?" Seeing Ranli's excited face, the cooks naturally knew what to do That's right, the black tea that is brewing somewhere now will be useless if it doesn't pass away.

"Go, go, hahaha, there is a way to make money." Ranli walked out cheerfully, completely forgetting those pieces of burnt paper, alas, the poor paper can only cry silently: Big Flame let me go, let me go.

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"Xiaoxue, hold my guitar and let's go see the house you mentioned." Ranli said to the elementary school who was packing things in the room, and Xiaoxue hurried out holding the guitar.

"Miss, wait for me, why are you running so fast, ah!" Xiaoxue followed Ranli with her guitar in her arms, Ranli ran very fast, and now she wants to go to the inn to see if Xianxue and the others are doing well.

(ps: Not Curly: Writing a book has never been an easy task. Similarly, the journey of writing a book is not lonely.

After work, I learned that Bei Qingluo, the author of "Xianben Wushuang", had a heart attack and died for some reason.Wish her all the best.

I also hope that the stories she wrote at the end of her life can continue to move you and me.

The north wind blows the snow away,
A flower in a green altar.

Luo Yi Qingsha is busy and at a loss,
This feeling goes without saying.

Let's go and read Qing Luo's book, I cried for a long time after reading the comments on her book. )
(End of this chapter)