Uncle Luo paced back and forth in the room, anxious, waiting for the news from the waiter.
Not long after, the waiter, sweating profusely, hurried over.
"Where are the people?"
Uncle Luo's eyes widened, showing no honesty, and he asked hurriedly.
The waiter wiped his sweat, panted, and said on the verge of crying, "Let's go."
"gone?
Where did you go?"
Uncle Luo became even more anxious. A piece of fat meat was delivered to his door and he walked away helplessly.
Uncle Luo wished he could give himself a few slaps on the face to make him do it! The little waiter was so worried that he almost cried: "Uncle Third, I ran out after you just now and saw Miss Ye going to Zhang Mansion."
"Zhang Mansion...this..." Uncle Luo said angrily: "Is this girl crazy? How dare she tell others about this without fear of those with evil intentions harming her?"
Uncle Luo slapped the waiter again: "Prepare the sedan chair."
"Where are you going, Uncle San?"
The little waiter rubbed his head in grievance, feeling that sooner or later he would be beaten into a fool by his third uncle.
"Zhang Mansion!"
The white moon is faint and the night is deep.
Nine Realms Zhang Mansion.
Mr. Luo's sedan chair stopped in front of the Zhang Mansion. Uncle Luo stepped out of the sedan chair with a serious expression and a cold face.
"Uncle Luo?"
The guard in front of the door saw Uncle Luo, and after saluting, he said, "Uncle, please wait, I will report to Mr. Zhang right away."
"No need, I'm here to look for someone."
As Sanshu Luo walked forward, several guards tried to stop him with their weapons, but the guards coming from Luo Gong's Mansion all showed their weapons.
"how?
I, Luo, have no place to speak in the Nine Realms?
When you come to Zhang's Mansion and meet Mr. Zhang, you still have to report to him at all levels and wait patiently?"
Uncle Luo shouted angrily.
"Oh, isn't this Brother Luo?"
A middle-aged man in gray robe walked into the house, followed by Xi Ziyan and Qing Ge.
When Uncle Luo saw Qing Ge, he frowned and said displeased: "Come here."
Qing Ge blinked innocently and harmlessly, "What's wrong with Third Uncle?"
Xi Ziyan pursed his lips and looked left and right, feeling that everything that happened tonight was so strange.
Just now, he had been waiting in front of Luo Gong's Mansion. For a long time, Qing Ge quickly walked out, saying something about wanting to talk to someone else.
After seeing him, Qingge asked him who among the nine realms had issues with Uncle Luo. After Xi Ziyan finished speaking, Qingge took him straight to Zhang's house.
Qing Ge suppressed her arrogance, but she was also a well-rounded person. With Xi Ziyan taking her to the door, she could naturally handle the rest.
Seeing Uncle Luo's arrogance, and looking at the helpless and panicked guards of the Zhang Mansion, Mr. Zhang no longer greeted him with a smile, but shouted in a cold voice: "Brother Luo, no one in my Zhang Mansion messes with you, right?"
In the middle of the night, you came with an army and a large crowd to demolish my mansion?"
Qingge stood in front of Mr. Zhang and looked at Uncle Luo with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is very kind, and he also wants Mr. Zhang to marry me."
Xi Ziyan: "..." Does Little Baozi know that he is about to have a stepfather?
Third Uncle Luo: "..." Third Uncle really couldn't understand how this girl managed to abduct Mr. Zhang's son in just a short while.
When Zhang Gong saw Qingge, he narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "This girl is really good. It is said that she is Ziyan's sister. If she can be my daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, she will be a good match."
Uncle Luo stared at Mr. Zhang suspiciously: "Besides, what else did you talk about?"
"none of your business."
Mr. Zhang was quite impatient.
Suddenly, Mr. Zhang looked at Qing Ge for a long time, and then looked at Uncle Luo carefully: "Mr. Luo, are you attracted to this girl?
You are a young woman, you are already a lot older, are you ashamed?
My son is also your nephew. If word spreads that you and your nephew are competing for your wife, aren't you afraid that thousands of people will laugh at you, Uncle Luo?"
Uncle Luo's face turned red when Zhang Gong said: "What are you talking nonsense about?"
The two were incompatible with each other and started to quarrel with each other.
Qingge smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Zhang, this junior will come to visit you in a few days. I'm going to disturb you tonight."
"My silly son is not here. Next time, wait for him to come."
Uncle Luo said.
"good."
Qing Ge smiled sweetly and said, "Zi Yan, don't disturb the two adults. It's time for us to leave."
"Yes, sister."
When Qingge passed by Uncle Luo, he narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox.
Qingge didn't realize that there was a pair of bright eyes quietly observing this scene in the dark night.
That graceful and slender figure stood on the high wall, her white clothes fluttering as holy as snow, with a pair of jade hands behind her back.
Her beautiful eyes were always looking at Qingge, until Qingge and Xi Ziyan disappeared into the night.
"Saint."
Behind the girl, an old man appeared and covered her with clothes: "The wind is blowing."
"She is coming."
Mo You looked deeply at the direction Qing Ge left.
"I saw it."
The old man's voice was full of vicissitudes of life.
Qing Ge has seen this old man and young man before.
Grandpa the groom and the dying little girl.
"Her disaster has come, what can I do for her?"
Don’t worry about asking.
"What you can do is protect yourself and then protect her."
"Is my body already in such bad shape..." Moyou murmured softly in a husky voice.
The old man helped Mo You away, and Mo You turned back three times with each step, full of nostalgia.
"I want to see her."
Moyou said again.
"It's not the right time, it will alarm others."
The old man said: "She has the magic of the leader of the Dream clan on her body."
"How could this be?
Hasn’t that technique disappeared long ago?”
Moyou narrowed his eyes slightly.
The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Did it happen by chance, or did someone do it deliberately?"
"..." Qingge walked in the night and felt something strange. When she looked back, she couldn't see anything but the vast night.
Qingge's eyes dimmed slightly, and for some reason, her heart felt a little empty at this moment.
The sedan chariot came flying towards us, bringing with it a strong wind. Uncle Luo got down from the sedan chariot and said, "Miss Ye, can I take a step to speak?"
"Third uncle, it's not a good idea to be alone this late at night, right?"
Qing Ge laughed.
Uncle Luo: "..." Why do you feel that he is the one who asks for help from others?
Xi Ziyan and the servants in Luo Gong's Mansion were all extremely surprised.
Shouldn't this woman beg their third uncle?
Why is it the other way around?
Everyone was confused and didn't know why.
"Miss Ye, I think we can talk again."
Uncle Luo said.
Qingge smiled lightly: "Third uncle, I have a friend who admires you very much. I just want to take a sip of the wine you brewed..." "Don't worry, girl, I don't have anything else in Luo Gong's house. There is plenty of wine. The girl wants it."
As many as there are, there are as many as there are.”
Uncle Luo said anxiously.
The waiters were astonished, dumbfounded, and their mouths opened in surprise seemed to be filled with stone.
Everyone knows that Uncle Luo loves wine and money. No matter how much wine he brews, he would not give a drop to others to drink.
There are not many people in the world who can make Uncle Luo say these words.
The waiter who had been following Uncle Luo for a long time looked at Qingge with admiration.
This woman is absolutely extraordinary.
Even Xi Ziyan didn't react and didn't even know what happened that night.
Now Uncle Luo, now Mr. Zhang, they are both jealous and difficult people, how can they settle things down?
In fact, it was Qingge. When I was browsing Qinglian's information, I took a look at the Nine Realms.
Fortunately, she was observant and meticulous, had a photographic memory, and knew something obscure.
The reason why Mr. Luo's son has not married for a long time is because he "doesn't want to marry".
Qing Ge thought that Xiong Batian had studied this kind of thing for a while, so he took out Xiong Batian's prescription.
It's called Ba Yao.
Tyrant takes action, but does not rule out anything.
Therefore, light singing can make Mr. Zhang welcome you with a smile.
The reason why I came here was because of Uncle Luo, just to turn defense into offense and passivity into initiative.
Now it seems that the effect is very good. It is not her who is anxious, but Uncle Luo.
As a result, Uncle Luo could no longer bargain or raise the price from the ground up.