The Counterfeit Madam Hou

This outraged complaint left the people in the hall dumb, Liu Qinghuan tilted his head to look at the mask man, only to see that the other side didn't panic, but looked like he was in the middle. It was Tang Zibo, a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly, this group of people really are not worshipers, they just stunned the real Turtle band without harming their lives, or they wanted to use their mouths to make people think they were worshipers. However, Tang Zibo's response was a bit interesting. He looked more like something about worshiping fire.

When the crowd hadn't responded, the mask man's mouth clearly popped out a word: "Withdraw."

His voice was not loud, as arrogant as when he held Liu Qinghuan, but when the epilogue ended, the "Kizushi Band", who was still kneeling on the ground holding the instrument, suddenly threw off the instrument and jumped up, scrambling around like a mouse. Incidentally, they also overturned several table cases and several VIP guests.

Just now, the tangled hall was full of joy. The screams and the sound of various utensils falling to the ground one after another. The crowd in the hall pushed each other, and the scene was chaotic and difficult to control.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the real Turtle band while he was in chaos, but he didn't see the figure in it. She wailed in her heart, this time may be finished, she bet a good manny to inform Xue Mu.

The mask man saw that the scene was confusing enough, and he made a gesture to get everyone to leave, but he heard a scream from the hall: "Yeah ------! My painting is gone !!!"

The mask man froze for a moment, and looked subconsciously in the direction of Zhou Jinjin. Zhou Jinjin's master was supposed to leave the bag dropped by the maid, but it was empty now. The confusing main hall was utterly out of control because of Zhou Jinjin's name, and the mask man frowned. He was just busy destroying, and did not see when the painting was gone. His narrow eyes narrowed, except for Tang Zibo and him, who still wanted to steal the painting at this banquet?

It should be Xue Mu's person.

As soon as he reached this conclusion in his heart, he heard another woman screaming beside him. He turned his head and glanced at it. "Anaye" knocked down a maid in the chaos and stepped on someone else's body.

Liu Qinghuan was also startled, he quickly helped the maid on the ground and patted her ashes: "I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you?"

The male eyebrow peaking at the mask on the side moved, stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of "Anaye," Shen Shen commanded: "You go with us."

Liu Qinghuan was still waiting for the maid to answer, but now she was directly stiffened by a word from the mask man: "Why?" Actually, what she wanted to ask was "why?" As dark eyes, I had to ask a little euphemism.

The mask man didn't answer her of course, just pulled her out quickly.

"Wait, I have completed my mission, why should I go with you?" This makes no sense! Liu Qinghuan was still chattering, the mask man just continued to walk forward swiftly, and even knocking an oncoming person to the ground was only a slight pause, without looking at the people on the ground.

He pulled Liu Qinghuan out of the main hall quickly, and Cao Jingren, who was knocked to the ground, looked at the tall back that wiped away, and a sly smile appeared in the corner of his mouth that did not conform to the image of his scholar.

After Liu Qinghuan was pulled out of the main hall, he followed the mask men and started to stand in a small alley outside Zhoufu. There were already waiting for several people there, all riding on the tall and sturdy horses, and when they saw the mask man coming out, they looked over.

Liu Qinghuan was thrown onto the horse rudely, and the mask man was about to turn over, and a man next to him suddenly asked strangely, "Aes, what did you take her with?"

Although Liu Qinghuan was lying on the horse's back, he clearly saw that the mask man's move to the horse stopped stiffly. He stared at the questioning man for a while, and finally couldn't help but kicked him on the horse: "Can't you call my name!"

The captive horse hissed in horror, and went away carrying the screaming man on his back.

Feeling that the mask man's eyes fell on himself, Liu Qinghuan said sincerely: "I swear to the God of Mani, I did not hear your name is Aes." She didn't believe in Mani religion at all.

Aes: "..."

He flipped the stand-up lapel down, took off the obstructing hat on his head, and threw it away. "I think I need to introduce myself again. My name is Aersi, and I am a special envoy of the country."

When the words fell, the two powerful legs clipped on the horse, and the strong horse flew away like the arrow of Li Xuan.

Although it was only a quick glance, Aes's face left a deep impression on Liu Qinghuan. The standard outline of a foreigner man is tough and unruly. When Liu Qinghuan looked back, he had already put on the mask of the hawk.

"You'd better be honest." Aers said warningly when she looked back at herself.

Liu Qinghuan swaggered his lips and turned back honestly.

Unconsciously, they had run into the woods, and a man behind them drove to their side: "Someone has been chasing us behind."

Aes thought for a while, and commanded, "Go and see who it is."

"Yes." The man dropped his head on his horse and turned back.

After a while, the person who went to inquire on the horse and chased up from behind in a panic: "It's Xue Mu! The leader is Xue Mu!"

Aers frowned suddenly, and everyone around him murmured a disturbing noise.

Aers sneered and looked at them and said, "Hearing Xue Mu's name scared you like this?"

The people around him closed their mouths tightly, no longer making a sound, but the horses under them ran faster.

Aers ignored them, just pursed his thin lips, and said with some confusion: "Why does Xue Mu chase us?"

Hearing his question, Liu Qinghuan turned to him and said, "I think I also need to introduce myself again. Actually, I'm not Anaye, I'm Xue Mugang's newlywed wife."

Aes: "..."

The previous man heard her, and turned back angrily to Aes, "I said, why are you bringing her! Now you are okay, you robbed his wife, they will not chase who you chase!"

Aes: "..."

His narrow eyes stared at Liu Qinghuan for a while, then suddenly grabbed her back collar and threw her directly. Xue Mu, who had already approached him, looked at Liu Qinghuan who was thrown out, his eyes narrowed, and he flew up from the horse's back, and a flutter caught her.

When Liu Qing fell on the ground, he saw some unknown yellow petals flying up. The sun is already tilting west, just hanging on the top of the tree, the sky covered with sunset is dyed with unreal orange, and time seems to be slowing down.

Then Xue Mu's face appeared in front of him, and his brows frowned slightly, with a trace of inexplicable anxiety: "Qingqing, are you all right?"

Liu Qing shuddered, and straightened up from the chest that was leaning up but burning hot, "I'm fine, isn't Hou Ye hurt?"

Xue Mu shook her head and held Liu Qinghuan's waist to lift her from the ground. Argus's team has gone far, leaving only dust all the way. He took off the veil on Liu Qinghuan's face and said without hesitation, "Go back to Houfu first."

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan responded and looked up at the horseback riding on the side. Wu Zheng looked at her sadly, and those pale blue eyes seemed to flash thousands of words. Liu Qinghuan suddenly felt that he was the same as his soul-an unprecedented resonance caused by the impending suffering.

Xue Mu seemed to be unaware of the communication between the two of them, and turned on his own. He bent down slightly and stretched out his right hand to Liu Qinghuan.

The outstretched hand had five fingers, and it was stained with a touch of orange in the sky. Liu Qinghuan took his hand and was pulled into the horse by a clever force the next moment.

Xue Mu hugged her from behind, hissing loudly in the night, and the wind ran generally. Liu Qinghuan, who was so anxious to think of it, thought sadly that her little white was better.

After a joss stick, Yongning Houfu Lotus Pond.

Liu Qinghuan and his wife stood side by side, ready to be questioned by General Xue. Xue Mu sat on the lotus pavilion, fry a pot of tea in silence, and evenly divide it into five celadon tea bowls.

"Is the banquet on Zhou Jinjin's house fun?" Xue Mu picked up a tea bowl in the middle and blew the foam on the surface.

Liu Qinghuan and his uncle looked at each other and said bravely, "The pomegranate is very sweet."

Bian: "..."

Xue Mu held the tea bowl and looked up at her. Liu Qing laughed happily, and decided to let her answer the next question.

"Why do you look like this?" Although Xue Mu did not name her by name, she was clearly asking Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan pursed his lips and felt that he couldn't escape, so he said very grievously: "It's all wrong! He is afraid that Hu Ji he likes will be looked after by Zhou Jinjin, so let me pretend to be her!"

Bian: "..."

He looked at Liu Qinghuan in disbelief, usually it was he who was in trouble and pushed to others, but he did not expect to have a day in the gutter to capsize the ship.

But anyway, Liu Qinghuan is Mrs. Hou. Does he still expect him to push her out to hit dozens of big boards? It seemed that he had to carry it horizontally and vertically. So he nodded and said sadly, "It's all my fault, and I'm very blameful."

Xue Mudan smiled: "Reproach? Have you considered self-discipline?"

Bian: "..."

Hou Ye, I was wrong! Don't scare me!

Xue Mu grabbed the smile on her face and instructed Nian Tang behind him: "Send Qingqing back to the room, and she is not allowed to leave the room without my permission."

"Yes." Nian Tang nodded and stepped forward to **** Liu Qinghuan. Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but fortunately he was just incarcerated. She glanced sympathetically and followed the twist. I carefully looked at Xue Mu for a while, and asked uneasily: "Master Hou, wouldn't I also be incarcerated?"

Xue Mu said: "You don't have to."

Great! Before I let go of my heart completely, I felt a pain in my abdomen, followed by a "thump", and I was cruelly stung into the lotus pond.

Xue Mu stood on the pontoon, with a habitual smile on the corner of her mouth: "Count out how many lotus flowers of each color are in the pool, and you are not allowed to go ashore before counting."

Bian: "..."

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