Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"There's something inappropriate."

"Is it because I, Mr. Wu'an, have not enough prestige in Xianyang City, or the platform of the East Hairpin Tower is hard! Go and pick it up."

"Yes." Lao Lian nodded, bowed and retreated.

Although the East Hairpin Tower may be inextricably linked to the royal family, if it is white, it is only a matter of one sentence to lead someone there.

Except for that old fellow Fan Ju, there was no one in the court who could say anything, even Fan Ju could only say a few words.

As for the king, the king will be happy about this matter.

Because if he snatches women in vain, it at least means that he hasn't thought about other things in vain.If he really doesn't want anything, the king will feel that he wants more.

The most important thing is that I heard that Nan'er has taken a fancy to that girl named Huaxian.

The person Bai Qi's apprentice fell in love with was someone from Wu'an Lord's Mansion.

Chapter 27: The winter is getting colder and the beauty

The snowy month was more than ten, and the light snow in Xianyang city was falling endlessly, and the weather was getting colder and colder.It can turn into a white mist when he breathes out, and he doesn't know when it will end.The snow accumulated thickly, and fell from the branches to the ground in a pile.

It's a bit of a silver-covered taste, but this cold beauty named Xianyang is indeed too cold.

The snow fell by the window and condensed into a sheet of frost, which made this world a bit colder.

"rustle."

A soft rubbing sound could be heard in the room, the ribbons in the room were half hanging, and the windows were half closed, some couldn't see clearly what was inside.

Looking carefully, I saw a woman standing in front of a table with her hair hanging down, holding a pen, and a piece of silk was spread in front of her.

The woman was beautiful, and it was unforgettable just by looking at her.

The woman's eyes were dim, as if she was thinking about something.Muttering in his mouth, he carefully outlined with the pen in his hand, as if he was drawing the outline of a person.

On the silk cloth, the painting gradually became clear, it was a person sitting by the window drinking.

The man was wearing a slightly loose robe, his long hair was simply tied up in a bun, and a strand of hair hung from his forehead, but he was a handsome young man.

Sitting casually on the soft bed, his eyes were staring out the window.The snow outside the window was a little dense, and the man's eyes were dim.

He held a wine bottle in his hand, but there was no wine in the wine bottle.

"······For Yixiao, people are haggard."

Huaxian murmured and put down the pen in his hand.

The painting has come alive on the paper, the painting is excellent, as if looking at that scene and that person seriously.

But the fairy painter just gently stroked the silk cloth without saying a word.

"Mr. Gu, but at the end, I still don't know your name."

Huaxian gave a wry smile and closed his eyes.

The ink was dry, she gently rolled up the silk cloth and put it away.

She also understood that it might be impossible for her and Mr. Gu to see each other again.

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"Drawing fairy girl, painting fairy girl!"

Outside the door, there was a sudden call.

Then came a hasty knock on the door.

Huaxian listened to the movement outside the door, and smiled helplessly, always so rough.

"Here we come." In response, Huaxian got up and walked to the door, and opened it.

As soon as the door opened, outside the door, a maid had already leaned half her body in, out of breath, but with a happy expression on her face.

"Huaxian girl, good news!"

Huaxian wiped the sweat off her brow with her hand, and smiled slightly: "Can there be any good news?"

"Miss Huaxian." The servant girl gasped, "Wu, someone from Wu'an Lord's Mansion has come to pick you up!"

"Wu'an Lord's Mansion?" Huaxian was taken aback.

Randomly, she remembered the sign Mr. Gu gave her last night.

It seems to say on it, Wu...

Thinking of this, Huaxian quickly took out the signboard from her arms, she didn't look at it carefully last night, and now she saw it clearly.

Lord Wu'an Mansion!

Huaxian's heart seemed to miss a beat, could it be that Mr. Gu?

"Girl, what are you waiting for, come with me." The servant girl grabbed Huaxian's hand and pulled Huaxian down the stairs.

At this time, Huaxian's mind was blank, she didn't know how she walked that distance, but was dragged by the girl in front of her, went downstairs and walked out of Dongzan Tower.

The door that she wanted to run out the most, at this time, she easily stepped out.

The old mother stood on one side, her head lowered, her body trembling, and she seemed a little unsteady.

And beside the old mother, a strong old man in regular clothes stood there, saw her walk down, and smiled kindly at her.

"Presumably, you are the painting fairy girl?"

As he spoke, he walked to the carriage behind him and opened the curtain.

"Mr. Wu An asked me to invite you."

Huaxian looked around blankly, and the little girl standing behind her pushed her anxiously.

He whispered: "Huaxian girl, let's go, don't come back again."

Huaxian got into the car, and the old man lowered the curtain.

Turning to the old mother who was standing aside, she said, "From now on, Miss Huaxian will not belong to your Dongzanlou, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand." The old mother nodded repeatedly, not daring to say more.

Lao Lian nodded, turned around and walked to the side of the carriage, sat on it and urged the horse to leave.