Non-stick clothing

Chapter 11 Jialan

The horse neighed.

Four pure black horses pull the cart side by side, stepping on the snow and grinding the dust.

The visitor got out of the car, wearing a jet-black cloak, extraordinarily gorgeous, brocade clothes with cloud patterns, and a touch of nobility, followed by a group of black-armored soldiers.

This is by no means a woman from an ordinary family. There is a hint of arrogance and contempt in her eyebrows and eyes.

The proprietress knew that this was not to mess things up, and she had no chance of offending such a woman.

Hu San'er was driven to the kitchen, and the proprietress greeted her personally.

The gray-haired boy with an elegant complexion wiped the chair clean with a silk handkerchief before she sat down, smiled faintly at the proprietress, and said, "Stay here."

The proprietress said: "I don't know how many people are there?"

The woman said: "One person."

The proprietress has lived in the border town for a long time. The relationship between the two countries is so treacherous. She has seen some big scenes. Now that she sees the other party in a calm manner, the woman's attitude has eased a bit, "Then trouble the guests and let the attendants stop At the door, the other guests were too scared to come in."

The gray-haired handsome boy untied a money bag from his waist and handed it to the proprietress.

The weight, the proprietress knew even without opening it, it was gold.

"It's my fault. The servants will be withdrawn naturally, so we can't delay the boss's business," the woman said, "However, we still need to keep a few people." She called a few names, and the others all withdrew, "Travel is exhausting. , I'm tired too, please clean up a room."

Just as the proprietress was about to go upstairs to tidy up, the woman said again: "I see that the boy who just joined the kitchen is fine, so I won't bother the boss."

The boss pondered for a moment and said: "If there is something wrong with San'er, I will first accompany the guests on San'er's behalf."

The woman responded with a smile.

The proprietress entered the kitchen and said, "Go, someone is ordering you outside."

Hu San'er said with a playful smile: "Your tone seems to be opening not a post house, but a flower house."

The proprietress grabbed Hu San'er and looked at him carefully. She had the appearance of a handsome young man, and he had no extraordinary qualifications.

The woman obviously couldn't do it because of the child's appearance, but it happened so suddenly, she gave a few more instructions, and at the end, she stuffed a knife in Hu San'er's arms.

Hu San'er was taken aback, and said, "What is this for?"

"If she asks you to do something you don't want to do, then take a shield." The proprietress explained.

Hu San'er smiled and said: "Everyone knows that woman is of extraordinary status. If I do this, won't I ruin the business of the proprietress?" She wanted to make fun of it, but seeing the gloomy eyes of the young proprietress, and her words were serious, she then Putting aside the joke, he said: "I see that the man is surrounded by handsome young men, so naturally he doesn't like me. Maybe it's because he's afraid to trouble the proprietress. You're overthinking."

Knowing that it was comforting, the proprietress forced a smile.

Hu San'er led the people upstairs, reasoning that she should go ahead, but the gray-haired boy grabbed her shoulders all of a sudden.

The woman frowned slightly and said, "Let go."

The boy let go of his hand and said, "This subordinate is Chao Yue."

Hu San'er didn't know what happened at all, and looked back blankly, but after all, she had a wink, and retreated behind the woman, saying: "I am rude, please."

The woman pulled her wrist and said, "You are with me."

The woman's body was like sandalwood but not sandalwood, and a heavy but not heavy fragrance wafted over.

The gray-haired boy and the black-armored sergeant were guarding outside. Hu San'er wanted to lead him to the door of the room before coming out, but the woman pulled her in all of a sudden.

"Guest...guest?!" Hu San'er was startled and frightened.

"My name is Jialan," the woman wrote on her hand with her fingertips, "It's not Jialan, it's Jialan, do you know me?" Her ending sound was even trembling.

"I don't know, guest, I..."

Jia Lan untied the sachet from her waist, stuffed it into her hand, and said, "I came here suddenly, and I didn't prepare a gift. If you think I offended you, I apologize first, it's just something, you must take it."

Hu San'er has never seen such a thing before, the clothes behind him were wet with cold sweat, "Guest..."

There seemed to be tears in Jialan's eyes.

She held back all the words she wanted to say, and could only say, "Thank you, guest."

Jia Lan nodded in relief. She was also afraid that she would say too much and do too much at once, which would scare the girl, so she said, "You go out first." She took a deep look at Hu San'er, and said: "I'll call you again if something happens."

Hu San'er fled as if he had been pardoned.

……

Duan Changge opened the door and took a look. The black armored sergeant standing by the door suddenly turned his head and looked in her direction.

The sergeant also wore black armor on his face, and he could only see a pair of eyes, which were full of vigilance and threats.

"It really is next door to us." Duan Changge said.

Yue Zilin said proudly, "Look at what I said."

"The other guests were scared away. Is it suitable for us to live here?" Duan Changge spoke softly, discussing with her.

Yue Zilin said: "If we leave as soon as she comes, it would be strange and arouse suspicion. We don't have anything shameful, so we don't need to avoid her like snakes and scorpions."

Seeing what Yue Zilin meant, he wanted to stay.

Yue Zilin never does things without purpose.

she thinks.

But Yue Zilin is the left envoy of the Demon Cult, and it seems that he really has no connection with this nobleman from Beijang.

Duan Changge shook his head and smiled.

"I want to go out," Yue Zilin said, "Are you going?"

"Where?"

"Incense shop." Yue Zilin said, "The fragrance on that woman's body is too strong, I can't bear it."

As if to confirm her words, the scent that seemed to be sandalwood, not sandalwood, and not heavy, filled the room, but it was just the incense on her body, which seemed to be too strong.

"She thinks the air in the room is dirty, so she must burn incense to remove the smell." Yue Zilin said, "You don't want me to go now, after a cup of tea, the room will definitely be too fragrant to live in."

Duan Changge said casually, "Why are you so clear?"

Yue Zi said: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. Do you want to go?"

It was rare that she was willing to go out, Duan Changge said yes.

When the two went out together, Yue Zilin's face was so conspicuous that even the black armored sergeant couldn't help but glance at her.

Duan Changge only lamented that it was fortunate that Yue Zilin possessed martial arts, otherwise this face would be a disaster without reason.

The gray-haired boy brought tea in, and the tea pot was made out of a whole piece of green jade, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Jia Lan opened the window, just in time to see two people going out talking and laughing, this...

She was horrified.

How can they be so similar?

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