Abandoned Princess' Magic Book

Longyue inn.

Murong Qian's face is covered with gauze. Because of the prosperous place in Kyoto, Murong Qian is not particularly noticeable. She looks at the sign of Longyue inn. Her eyes twinkle a few times, and walks in slowly. The waiter is a young man about 16 or 17 years old. His eyes are dark and bright. He turns around cleverly. When he sees Murong Qian, he is immediately enthusiastic Come up.

"Sir, do you want to eat or stay?" The waiter's smile is very sincere. Longyue inn is located in the middle of the busiest street in Kyoto. The people who live here are either rich or expensive. Ordinary people are deterred. Although Murong Qianqing wears ordinary clothes, his skin outside the veil is as white and tender as jade. His eyes are bright and beautiful. His luxurious spirit always overflows unconsciously. Any shopkeeper who finds fault with his royal relatives and relatives can't help but be stunned. He only feels that he has never seen such a high-quality person.

Murong Qianqing looks at the bartender. When the breeze blows, her white dress floats with the wind, and her fingers hidden in the cuff leak out. Murong Qian lifts her eyes, smiles and flashes a token in her hand.

The bartender is very clever. Now he bent his waist a little more, and the smile on his cheek was more humble and respectful, "please come here, distinguished guest."

Murong Qian light raised his feet, followed by the waiter to the second floor.

On the steps, Murong Qianqing suddenly stopped, surprised to see the red flash into the inn. Murong Qianqing had arrived at the corner of the second floor and turned to look at the hall, but the people in the hall could not see her.

In an instant, all the passers-by at the entrance of the inn stopped and gazed in. There were so many charming men standing at the door that people couldn't help noticing, and they could not move their eyes any more when they only saw them.

Si Youming's bare chest is extremely attractive. His clothes, which were damaged by that fierce battle, have been completely new. His ink hair is floating with the wind. His mouth is full of smile, and his eyes seem to have something. Murong Qian is not sure whether he knows he is here.

Murong thousand light to that is exploring looking at his shop boy, the bartender has already understood to walk past, smiling at this man to the extreme, but has not yet opened the mouth, Si Youming's low and pleasant voice has passed over, "little second brother, the best room."

At the end of the speech, Si Youming's wrist turned and a bag of gold grains fell on the table.

As soon as the bartender saw the gold, his eyes glowed and his smile became more appropriate, "OK! Tianzi room one! This way, please

The bartender finished this sentence, then led Si Youming also toward the direction of the two floors.

"Second brother, don't lie to me." Si Youming's arms were intertwined and clasped in front of his chest. His expression on his face was very joking. His squinting eyes made people unable to see his joy and anger. "Would the best room in your shop be room No.1 in the sky?"

The bartender was stunned and then said with a smile, "my guest, the best room in the inn is not room 1..."

The bartender said this and wiped his forehead. I don't know why. I just feel a kind of invisible pressure when I speak to this person.

"Oh?" Si Youming only a light word then pursed lips, is still looking at the shopkeeper.

After half a ring, the bartender bravely replied, "my guest, the best room in our shop is room No. 1. If it wasn't for the gold particles, I wouldn't let my guest live in that room!"

The bartender then looked cold. "My guest, if you don't want to live, you can go to another house."

The bartender of Longyue inn is not a good kind.

Murong Qian light showed a happy smile.

It's true that this Longyue inn is the property of Murong Qianqing. Although she is a princess of a country, she never wants to live on her own power. She knows that the fittest survive and knows to leave a way for herself forever. However, she was regarded as dead by Helian Yehua at that time, and there was no chance for her to get in touch with people outside the palace.

Now back in Kyoto, revenge naturally needs to use your own things.

Si Youming eyebrows a pick, but once again look light to Murong thousand light direction of a glance, immediately opened his mouth, "with the small second brother is just a joke, small second brother lead the way."

The bartender breathed a sigh of invisible relief, raised his head and saw that there was no figure around the corner on the second floor. Doubts flashed in his eyes.

The owner never shows his true face. He just formulates the business model of the inn. He used to come here once a month, but he never came again after the change of Dynasty in Kyoto.

All of them were rescued by their master. They were extremely loyal to Murong Qianqing. In the past three years, Murong Qianqing has been in the future, and they have never given up looking for her. It is only because Murong Qianqing is so cautious that they can't begin to find Murong Qianqing.

The best room in Longyue inn is not room 1, but a dark room behind a dark door at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

In the dark room, the fragrance is still faint, and Murong Qianqing can't help sighing when standing here. In three years' time, there will be no change here, which shows the loyalty of these people to themselves.The curtain was swaying. Although it was a dark room, it was extremely ventilated. Several people came in quietly and stood in a line behind Murong Qianqing, standing respectfully with an elder as the leader, but they did not dare to make a sound.

I don't know how long he looked at the old place. Murong Qianqing sighed slightly and turned around to sit on the chair at will. His manner recovered.

"Master..." The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties. He was gentle and gentle. At this time, his eyes were slightly red, and he did not feel that his legs were soft. He knelt down in front of Murong Qianqing, "my subordinates think the master has already..."

The words behind have choked.

Murong Qian was as calm as ever. His voice was calm and calm. "Uncle Zhang, get up quickly. I'm standing in front of you now."

Although he was used to Murong Qian's indifferent temperament, Uncle Zhang sighed slightly, wiped his eyes with his cuff, and stood up respectfully.

Murong Qianqing casually inquired about the operation of the inn, which was the main topic, "Uncle Zhang, I want you to help me inquire about a person."

"Master, please say so." Uncle Zhang has long been used to the politeness of his master.

Murong thousand light eyes a sink, pupil contraction, tone also weak down, "Queen and jade ink purple."

The news from Weiyang palace is that the empress Secretary Youjing is seriously ill and can't go out of the palace all year round. Yumo Zi has been granted the title of imperial concubine. She is not very popular or out of favor.

The realization of that year's event was rather strange. Although the queen hated her deeply, she was already crazy. How could she want to kill herself? And did Yumo Zi betray himself?

Uncle Zhang nodded and said yes.

The rest of the people knelt down to Murong Qianqing, and then one by one retired to be busy. In the evening, Murong Qianqing's door was knocked.

The bartender came in respectfully and steadily, "master, as you expected, someone came from the palace."

Murong Qian light tea sipping smile, Jinse's headache really committed.

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