Chapter 1197: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 70
Lian Yu, who was standing beside him, still looked at the clothes that Yue Qingyun held in his hand in surprise. His eyes were even more rounder than Yue Qingyun: "Mrs.'s clothes have always been made by Master Jiang, who was designated as a record, and they are definitely
No second set is allowed, where did you find it?"
Such a question made Lingwu's eyes suddenly have a faint smile: "In the world, as long as you buy something with money, there is nothing unique.
He curled his lips slightly and smiled slightly, "If you can't buy it, it means you don't have enough price. In this way, only twenty taels of clothes are spent, I spent 1,000 taels. You said, can I buy it
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Lian Yu blinked her eyes and stopped talking
Lingwu talks about the principle that has never changed forever. Money can make the devil push the mill. Many things, as long as the money comes, can indeed
Just like now, she not only bought only one set of clothes in the world
Moreover, the clothes that should be made in three days were made, Master Jiang, who was remembered, helped her out overnight.
Ling Wu looked out, frowned slightly, turned around and walked out, and said softly as she walked: "You guys hurry up and put on makeup, I'll check out the situation outside, and I'll come back to notify you when the time comes."
Looking at Ling Wu's back, Lian Yu glanced at the sunset that had not yet set and hesitated: "What if..."
Before Lianyu could speak out, Ling Wu's cold voice came: "No, you haven't said it, Qin Hua's habit is to take a shower immediately after dinner every day, I have to check Murong
Is Yanran still at Nangong Xuan now?
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Lingwu slowly walked along the path in the garden to the place marked by Yueqingyun, with a calm expression on her face
A calm smile on the corner of your mouth
Even when two little maids came to them just now, they smiled with them.
With my keen sense of direction, when I passed by a yard, I saw Nangong Xuan's extremely familiar figure in the yard from the corner of my eyes. Lingwu's mouth slowly raised upwards.
Seeing Murong Yanran sitting in the yard with her back facing the gate, Lingwu's smile even more. She slowly passed by the yard and sat in the distance among the flowers almost thirty meters away from the yard.