Chapter 83

Therefore, although Bai Mei did not value the emperor's so-called likes and feelings, he did not intend to give up voluntarily. In order to get her insistence, Anping Yanxuan saw it and was somewhat tempted. If she didn't try it for nothing, why should she say no easily? However, this test made Bai Mei seldom confused. Moreover, this problem seems to be unavoidable. Misunderstanding will cause disaster if it accumulates deeper and deeper. "Emperor, what are you thinking?" Looking for a secluded place, Bai Mei asked Yin seriously. Yin at a loss, what else can the emperor think? Bai Mei changed his sentence and asked again: "What you meant just now is that he likes me, right?" Yin nodded. "Then, why did he send me an attendant?" Bai Mei went on to ask. Yin was at a loss: "Does the master think he shouldn't send it? Master doesn't like that child?" Bai Mei closed his eyes and followed suit: "Whether I like it or not is one thing, but whether I send it or not is another matter. Should he send it?" Yin continued blankly: "Shouldn't he send it?" "Should he send it?" "Shouldn't he send it?" "Why did he send it?" "Why didn't he send it?" ... It can be seen that it is useless to communicate with another person who doesn't understand feelings at all and has a huge cultural generation gap. This prompted Bai Mei to make up his mind to meet again. It was time to find the strange emperor and have a good talk. Bai Mei narrowed her eyes, hey hey, very bad smile, she still don't know, because her recklessness tonight has caused countless troubles. The boat woke up shortly after Bai Mei left, and a scream attracted the attention of the housekeeper. I couldn't find Bai Mei everywhere, and I heard that I suddenly fainted in the middle of the boat. Coupled with a very convincing bruise on the back of my head, the wise housekeeper finally got a stupid but logical inference-Bai Mei was hijacked by an assassin! Assassins! Robbed his master, who was loved by the emperor? ! Oh, my God... The people under the White House fell into panic and terror. "The next day?" The girl dressed in plain cloth, with her eyes wide open, looked anxiously at the woman around her who smelled cold. The woman stared at the gorgeous carriage not far away and asked faintly, "Stone, what's wrong with you?" "Why are you staring at that car?" Stone asked, Is that the person you want to kill in there? She thought, but she was clever enough not to say it. The next day shook his head. "Nothing.... That is the royal carriage. In it, which Your Highness is probably there." Stone looked up at her in amazement: "The next day, you know so much..." "Hum!" The woman in black squinted, but the cold hum seemed to be warmer than usual because of the praise of worship. "Where are we going next?" Stone asked. "I don't know." "I don't know?!" How did this happen? "I'm looking for someone , but... "The next day I hung my eyes, but I don't even know whether the man is alive or dead now. The second half of the words naturally stayed in my heart. Stone scratched his head and nose, and he was at a loss. Finally, I couldn't help asking, "Is it a man or a woman? What's your name? How old? What do you do?" "My sister, if she is still alive, it will be 167, others..." The next day's dark eyes showed some sadness and hidden hatred. "The place you can go is not suitable for your child. Go to the inn first." A place not suitable for children? In those days, there were no casinos, Internet cafes and game halls in that place. Therefore, Chu Pavilion, a natural brothel, has taken a big limelight. If you are looking for a younger brother, you may have to have 30 or 50 places to go, but it is much simpler to find a younger sister. Red Sleeve House. Decadent music, laughter around the ear, but the next day's face is getting uglier. "I don't want to call any girl, find your steward." Throw out a silver ingot, she just wants to leave as soon as possible. But how can it be simple? "We have a lot of 167 girls here. How do you know who your sister is?" The steward defended feebly that it was not her responsibility as a non-philanthropist. "I will pay the price you want, as long as I set my sister free. About eleven years ago, you bought it from Liu Ma... it's called Shu Er..." The next day I tried my best to recall, praying that I could solve the problem without upsetting the woman who didn't know what the background was. "Eleven years ago..." The steward didn't like the girls under his command to have a good belonging without losing money, but after careful consideration, the result was not wonderful. "I did buy three girls..." "But what?" "There is no such name, the original three, a strong son soon killed a head, the remaining two were taken with her royal highness, it is said that one of them has died in the edge, and another..." Steward rarely kindly shook his head, persuasion, "she is, follow your highness is also a good home, you still don't..." The following day, however, he got up and left with a cold face, showing no interest in listening to her persuasion.