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Xia Butou nodded slightly, and said: "A dandy from the capital, said to be the son of An Guogong, named Baiping."

"White screen..."

The old lady frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on her face, and said after a while: "It seems that there is such a number one person."

After a pause, he asked again, "How is this person's conduct?"

"This……"

Xia Butou's expression became a little weird.

"Just right, not close to women?"

The old lady frowned even tighter, and asked in a deep voice.

Xia Butou heard the words, his expression became even weirder, he shook his head and said: "This man is lustful, as soon as he entered Jianbei City, he took his wife to live in Lanxiang Pavilion, hung out with his maidservant all night, and let the sword The Beizhifu found beauties for him and registered them in a book for him to choose, and just now, he even robbed women in the street."

The middle-aged mistress showed doubts: "According to what you said, this man is handsome, full of vigor and blood, and comes from a noble family. He should have no shortage of women. Why is he robbing women in the street?"

Xia Butou said: "One is that the woman is handsome, and the other is that the woman is married..."

The implication is that Ren Pingping is as good as Cao Gong.

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, he probably didn't expect that someone would reject him, and he became angry from embarrassment, which is why he did so."

The old woman nodded when she heard this, and agreed with her statement: "A dandy like him from the capital is always arrogant and lawless. It is unexpected and reasonable to do such a thing. middle."

at this time.

Xia Butou suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, elder, just now, she told her subordinates that if they want to save the woman, they should go to him at noon tomorrow. he."

"Oh? And this thing?"

The old Xu Niang thought for a few seconds, shook her head, and said, "Don't go, let Wan'er accompany him."

Xia Butou was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise, "Master Saintess wants to go out in person?"

The old Xu Niang nodded slightly, and said: "This is the order of the suzerain. I think I want to take this opportunity to send Wan'er to the capital."

Sovereign's order!
Xia Butou's expression was shocked, and he didn't say any more.

The old Xu Niang looked at her, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Didn't you say that the son of An Guogong asked the Jianbei prefect to find a beauty for him? Go and write Wan'er's name in the most conspicuous place."

"Yes! Elder!"

Xia catches his head and salutes.

"Go."

"Subordinates retire."

Xia Butou saluted again, turned and left.

The middle-aged mistress watched her back, with a thoughtful expression on her face, and muttered to herself: "The son of An Guogong, Baiping... the suzerain has carefully cultivated Wan'er for more than ten years, and used it on this person. gain something."

…………

Lanxiang Pavilion.

Ren Pingsheng threw the young woman he had snatched onto the bed, raised his eyebrows, and teased with a smile: "I didn't expect that Miss Mo's acting skills are so good, and she knows how to add drama to herself, but I don't know if there is really a husband in Chanzhou Mansion?" Wait for Miss Mo."

The young woman curled up in a corner of the bed, her face was full of fear, and she said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you talking to..."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled, then suddenly thought of something, looked at the young woman, and frowned slightly.

Could it be that this person wasn't Mo Qian pretending to be?

"I, my surname is Li, not Mo. The young master has identified the wrong person. Can you let the slave family go back? The husband of the slave family is really still waiting for the slave family..."

The young woman was talking, tears streaming down her face.

I saw Youlian with the appearance of pear blossoms with rain.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and said angrily: "There are no other people here, so there's no need to pretend."

The young woman was even more terrified, with a trembling voice: "Young Master, what are you talking about, I can't understand a word."

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, stood up, walked to the edge of the bed, raised his hand, and slapped her.

The moment when his hand is about to touch the woman.

She suddenly disappeared.

In the next second, he appeared behind Ren Pingsheng again.

"Young master is so domineering, if you disagree with me, you will hit someone..."

The young woman said pitifully.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her: "Is it fun?"

The young woman raised her eyebrows and said, "It's pretty interesting."

The voice fell.

She reached out and pulled off the mask on her face, revealing a charming face, it was Mo Qian.

"This seat has never clearly stated its identity, how can you be sure that this person is this seat?"

Mo Qian stood where he was, looking straight at Ren Pingsheng, with a look of curiosity in his eyes.

Ren Pingsheng said nonchalantly: "On the whole street, you are the only one with a vixen's allure."

Charming?

Mo Qian pretended to be confused, sniffed his sleeves, and muttered to himself: "Why didn't I smell it?"

Ren Pingsheng walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "You've been in Qingqiu Mountain for too long, so you can't smell it."

Mo Qian knew that he was just prevaricating himself, so he curled his lips and said, "No matter how long you stay in Qingqiu Mountain, I am a real dragon, not a fox."

After a pause, he asked again: "Is it useful for you to put in such a lot of effort? I have heard in the past two days that even many disciples of the Hehuan Sect have never met the Sect Master of Hehuan Sect. Only you can get her Lead out?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mo Qian, and asked back, "It's up to me, why not?"

Mo Qian was about to open his mouth to sarcasm, but when he glanced casually, he saw his expressionless handsome face, and stopped talking immediately.

Honestly.

If she was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, it would be really hard for her to turn a blind eye when she saw such a vigorous and handsome young master.

but.

With these alone, it should not be enough for the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect to go into battle in person.

after all.

Every monk who can cultivate to the fourth rank is a dragon and a phoenix among people.

Even without the self-discipline of an ascetic monk, he would not be moved by beauty.

Just when she was about to ask out her doubts.

Ren Pingsheng took the initiative to explain: "As far as I know, the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect has always wanted to infiltrate his power to farther places.

Now, a prince from the Duke's Mansion came to her door, and she couldn't turn a blind eye to it. Even if she didn't go to battle in person, she would send her trusted cronies to play.

I have asked the prefect of Jianbei to find a beauty for me, and the one I fancy will definitely be related to the Suzerain of the Hehuan Sect.

If the other party is really cautious and unwilling to attack me from the beginning to the end, then I can only change my strategy and take the initiative to take down Xia Butou and the shopkeeper of Lanxiang Pavilion. melons, and some small melons can also be dug out. "

Hearing this, Mo Qian showed a look of conviction on his face, and said, "It makes sense."

After a pause, he asked again: "Then have you ever thought about what to do if the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect goes into battle in person and you can't beat her?" (End of this chapter)