Upon hearing this, Qian He hurriedly stepped forward and showed a flattering smile, "Mr. Chen, you have to tell me why you are so busy searching my flower house!" She paused and said, "Look, I
This is business! How about letting our girl Xue Xi come and drink two glasses of wine with you?"
Mr. Chen said with a non-smiling smile, "Why, the proprietress of Qiongfang Pavilion has been blocked by news recently? Have you heard about what happened this morning?"
"I've heard about this." Qianhe lowered his voice, "They say that the Prince of Peiping was assassinated when he entered the city."
"Not only was he assassinated, there was also a man who had committed a heinous crime and ignored the majesty of the prince. I am now searching where the man is hiding. The prince has ordered that all suspicious people with red marks on their faces in Yanjing City should be brought back to the inn.
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Qian He's heart sank slightly. Although she knew that this was not the case, it seemed that the Prince of Peking was determined to find Arnold. Fortunately, Zhang Nuoqing had recovered his appearance now, and Chen
I'm afraid the adults won't be able to find anything. So she put on a smile again and said, "Mr. Chen, come here and sit down and have a rest. The search may take a while. Just have a cup of tea and wait." After that, she waved her hand.
The maid serves tea.
Mr. Chen nodded with satisfaction, "You Qianhe are still the best at doing things."
Qianhe smiled sheepishly, "That's not what Mr. Chen suggested."
Just at this moment, another group of people walked in outside the gate, and they saw the first person wearing a Mongolian summer robe. His skin was a little dark, and his eyes that were different from those of Han people proved that he was an authentic Mongolian.
Master Chen heard the noise, looked back and stood up in a hurry, his face full of a flattering smile, "Master Chagan, you are here!"
Cha Gan strode forward and scanned the area, "How's the search going?"
Mr. Chen hurriedly moved a stool over and said, "Sir, please sit down first. We have just started searching. It will take a while."
Cha Gan looked back at the entourage following him, "You guys also search, don't miss every corner."
"Yes." The entourage responded and dispersed to search.
Qianhe hurriedly brought another cup of tea over, "Please have some tea, sir."
Zha Gan glanced at her but did not take the teacup, coughed lightly and did not speak.
Qian He felt like she suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and couldn't help but shiver all over. The man's eyes were so terrifying, and the cold feeling made her seem to smell blood. No wonder they say Mongolians are murderous, and indeed every one of them
Everyone was carrying a strong murderous aura. Since even the Mongols were here, shouldn't she go to the backyard to see how Arnold was doing? After thinking about it, she quickly put the teacup on the table aside and left secretly.
The crowd walked towards the backyard.
The drizzle didn't last very long, and it stopped as soon as night fell.
Arnold heard something moving in the flower building in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat. It would be okay if ordinary officers and soldiers were searching, but what if it was Na Muhan or someone who knew her? But think about it, Yanjing City is so big.
There are so few people in her group, so they definitely wouldn't bump into her by chance.
Yu'er poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Miss, stop standing in front of the door. It's still windy at night, and it's not good if you have typhoid fever."
Arnold took the tea cup and was about to speak when he saw a figure running towards this side. "Who is it? Qianhe?"