Chapter 676 2.112 Secret Confrontation

Qin Xuan sneered, "Once he gets the evidence, no dog or dog will be left behind in Qin's house."

"Qin Guilu, be more careful in what you do in the future, you... are not his opponent." The eldest son of Qin smiled, then stopped talking, left Qin Guilu who was stupefied, turned around and drifted away.

Qin Guilu never expected that the two sons had already secretly fought against the crown prince. He wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It turned out that my little tricks were not bad at all, and all of them fell into the eyes of the young master, but fortunately he was still complacent in the dark.

Qin Guilu had no choice but to submit to his old age, these young children were really ruthless one by one.

Qin Er got into a carriage and read a place name coldly.

After the carriage started on the road, a large number of cheering women poured out from the corner of the street. They all came to watch Young Master Qinfu, but it was a pity that they were half a beat behind and only got a mouthful of dust.

The carriage stopped outside a house, far away in the corner.

The coachman didn't know what his master wanted to wait for, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he could only be a saw-mouthed gourd, silently waiting with his master.

There was still a small blue and white sedan chair parked at the gate of the house, and a young lady was standing in front of the sedan chair accompanied by a maid, with a gloomy expression on her face.

Qin Er was silently waiting for something in the carriage, and the young lady was also waiting at the door of other people's houses.

After waiting for an hour and a half, after lunch, the coachman opened his mouth and called "Second Young Master" cautiously.

Just hearing a "creak" from the other end, the door of the mansion was suddenly pulled open.

Accompanied by two figures, they walked out the door hand in hand, followed by two guard girls, a man and a woman.

Through the curtain of the carriage, Qin Er's deep eyes locked on the little girl who stepped out of the door first, with a gloomy breath.

Miss Qiao, is this your original appearance?

Then Mu Xiaobao is also a pseudonym.

The cold eyes of the second son of Qin fell on Miss Qiao's little hand held by the prince, feeling uncomfortable.

How could this soft and lovely hand be held by another man?

Deep down in my heart, as if something had been torn apart, I panicked a little.

Qin Er looked at the two of them with cold eyes, and the flash of swords and swords in his eyes almost flowed down substantially.

so that—

Both Qiao Mu and Mo Lian turned to look at the carriage.

Across the thick curtain of the carriage, the eyes of the two men met coldly and formed a straight line.

After a while, Qin Er clenched his fist hard, "Go home."

For some reason, the coachman felt that the surrounding air seemed to be getting colder again.

Originally it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, but at this time he couldn't help but sneezed several times, rubbed his nose, hurriedly drove into the carriage, and headed back to Qinfu.

"Who's in that car?" Qiao Mu tugged at the prince's sleeve and asked curiously.

"An irrelevant person." Mo Lian's eyes followed the carriage, and after a while, she looked away, and looked down at Qiao Mu, "Don't worry about it."

Qiao Mu didn't ask any further questions, the two of them planned to go out for a stroll after dinner.

She had just given him four ebony amulets full of winter fruits, and it was a bit funny to talk about those fifty winter fruit trees.

Qiuqiu is like a fool, insisting on speeding up the growth of people and speeding up the harvest of winter fruits.

After picking a few rounds of fruit, the tree wondered if something was wrong.