"Master, please send Jiangxue and others to solve the matters of Jin Liguo. I ask the master to let me accompany you." Wuxin begged.
"No need, just step back." Qiongying waved her hand, holding her head lazily, as if she was thinking.
"Yes, master." Wuxin's eyes drooped slightly and slowly left the hall.
Qiutong and others also followed out of the hall.
The sun had already subsided the mountain, the sky was dark, and the square began to slowly blew the night fog.
"Qiutong, are you back from the border?" Qingjun asked.
"Qingjun, what are your ideas?" Qiutong glanced at him. She couldn't understand Qingjun, but one thing was certain, Qingjun was not a stable person.
"Haha, Qiutong, you respect me so much. I just simply greet you and tell you, please help me manage Zhujinlou during this period."
"Master let you go?" Qiu Tong raised his eyebrows and was surprised. The master was so indulgent that he was so doting.
Qingjun smiled without saying a word, and went towards the direction of Qingxin Palace.
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Paired with Jinlou.
There were not many guests in the building, and most of them came to buy some weapons. I was afraid that there would be chaos in the city for self-defense.
As for the auction, the dignitaries in the city either moved west or hid at home. In the face of national crisis, they didn't have the intention to buy it.
"Miss." Several managers greeted Qiutong respectfully when they saw Qiutong.
"If there are no customers, just close the building temporarily." Qiutong looked at it. She didn't have the heart to care about these sesame and green beans.
At that time, she didn't know why the owner bought the Zhujinlou immediately, and then killed a few people and replaced all the people in the building.
"Miss, for more than half a month, His Highness Jin Li and the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion have come often, and now they are in the 17th room." The manager thought this was not simple, so he reported it.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Tong frowned. When she talked about this No. 17 Secret Room, she remembered something. The master had never been to Zhujinlou. How could he know that Nangong Chen chose No. 17 Secret Room every time?
It is not impossible for the owner to know about these small things, but the owner will not take them to heart. What is the origin of this?
"Miss, what's wrong?" The manager asked worriedly when he saw Qiu Tong's face change slightly.
"It's okay, I'll go up and take a look." Qiutong went upstairs.
Walking along the corridor, the No. 17 Grand Room is almost at the end. The visual view at this location is very ordinary. With the identity of Nangong Chen and Dongfang Jingao, it is unlikely to choose this Grand Room.
Qiutong glanced at the closed door and left again.
At this time, the door of the No. 17-Private Room opened, and the people who came out were Nangong Chen and Jing Ao.
Qiutong left, nor did she not leave, she said, "Zhujinlou is about to close, and she will not open the door soon. Please give me some advice."
Nangong Chen and Jing Ao looked at each other, and Nangong Chen asked, "Are you here?"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Tong's face changed slightly. He looked at him inquiry and said, "What's the matter with Wuxin?"
Nangong Chen hesitated for a moment and said bluntly: "It's nothing, I want to see her."
Qiu Tong's heart sank. After a while, her apricot eyes slightly curled. She looked at Nangong Chen and asked, "Do you like Wuxin?"
Nangong Chen was stunned. If Wuxin was his own sister, of course he liked it. Even if it wasn't, no matter whether she was cold or arrogant, she was arrogant, or even hated him, he would not be disgusted for some reason.