Chapter 267 Spring Palace (9)
With this episode, the birthday banquet became boring and ended hastily.
Lin felt that she owed her daughter a little. After returning to Qianyunyuan, she cooked longevity noodles for her with her own hands. After the whole family got together and had a lively meal, Nangong Xin and Nangong Yue went back to their rooms.
Nangong Yue didn't care about the birthday banquet that Su Clan specially prepared for her, but it was worth taking advantage of this opportunity to make Su Qingping suffer a small loss.
After the "random encounter" that night, she asked Que'er to find out who was helping Su Qingping spread the news, but the result surprised her. It turned out that Su Qingping actually let her maid Liurong go to get close to her father's little servant Mo Yan on purpose, and secretly revealed her father's whereabouts from his mouth.
After finding this out, Nangong Yue did not act rashly, but patiently waited for this good opportunity.
Thanks to Lily and Baihui that Guan Yubai found for her, it was too simple to have these two maidservants with outstanding skills go out and put a few erotic pictures into the "Chunsheng Collection" without knowing it.
All in all, just waiting for this day!
After this time, Su Qingping's dark intentions towards her father have become clear. In this mansion, she is afraid that she can't rely on anyone other than the Su family.
Nangong Yue pursed her lips and smiled, she believed that Su Qingping would never settle down, and she would not give up easily!
The account of the past life and this life, this time, she will get it back together!
At this time, the night was already deep, the moonlight was hazy, and only the crisp insect chirping sounded intermittently.
Nangong Yue was in a good mood, and was about to play the qin to Yue, when she suddenly heard a shrill cat meowing from the window: "Meow - woo!"
Nangong Yue frowned, Xiao Bai's cry is usually lazy and arrogant, only when it is so angry that it will make such a scream.
"noob!"
Nangong Yue pointed her head out of the window while calling its name, but she saw Baihui first, Baihui's expression was very stiff and subtle... Nangong Yue was about to ask her what happened, but saw Baihui behind her. A boy in white walked out from the blind spot of her vision, holding a white cat in his hand, the moonlight like a silver gauze, a graceful boy, a white cat like a snowball, it could have been called a moon drama with a decent artistic conception. Cat picture, but the white cat is very uncooperative, struggling desperately in the hands of the young man, and can't wait to scratch his paw on the young man's jade-like face... But the boy in white is not a weak girl, no matter how small No matter how the cat fought him to the death, he couldn't escape.
Baihui said in a slightly blunt tone: "Three girls, Xiao Shizi is here..." Until now, Baihui is finally sure that it must be this Xiao Shizi who knocked out her and Lily last year! ... Should this Xiao Shizi say that he is worthy of his name, or is he not worthy of his name? Rumor has it that Xiao Yiwan, the eldest son of the Zhennan Palace, is arrogant and has no fatherly style. Now, it seems that this dandy is true. If it is not a dandy son, what son of a noble family would visit a girl's boudoir unannounced in the middle of the night! But……
I have never heard anyone mention that his martial arts are so inscrutable!
This rumor is obviously not to be believed!
Baihui only mentioned Xiao Shizi's matter with her sister Lily, and she also struggled whether to report the matter to the young master... But in the end, the two sisters decided to avoid it. After all, now their masters are three girls!
In the blink of an eye, Baihui was already thinking about it, but Nangong Yue didn't know. Her attention was on Xiao Yi, and she couldn't help frowning, thinking: Why is he here?
Nangong Yue waved her hand, motioning Baihui to go down first, and then said, "Why are you here?" Her gaze stopped on Xiao Yi's injured left shoulder, and she thought: It seems that the injury is almost healed.