Chapter 150 This Qingxue Tower cannot be investigated
Shen Nanxiao's fingertips trembled slightly as they landed on the black mole on the lantern, gently stroking it.
It was snowing heavily that day, and Wan Sheng hit a pillar and died. When he held her in his arms, he saw a little bit of this black mole under her nape.
An unforgettable sight.
This is Wan Sheng, and the skin in front of her is actually Wan Sheng’s!
Shen Nanxiao felt an indescribable dull pain coming over her.
At this moment, Su Yu handed over another beauty fan, "This is the fan found in the elegant room. It seems to be consistent with the one on the lantern."
After finishing his words, Su Yu glanced at Yin Luzhu with some confusion.
I don’t know why, even though he discovered these things, he had to report them himself.
Su Yu was stunned, could it be...
Do you want to express yourself?
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance at Yin Luzhu again, and a slight warmth flashed through his heart.
In fact, Prince Yin is not as he seems, but he has the style of a general in his heart.
Shen Nanxiao held the beauty firmly in his arms, close to her heart.
The cold and stern voice was like a spell that seduces the soul in the middle of the night, "Someone has raided Qingxue Tower, and even a dog cannot be let go!"
Xiao Yue looked at his miserable expression and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He nodded and took people directly to Qingxue Tower.
At this moment, Qingxue Tower is still crowded with people, and there is a long queue of diners at the door.
Xiao Yue and his men surrounded the building without saying a word.
The common people also dispersed in droves.
Seeing this turn of events, the shopkeeper blocked Xiao Yue with an unhappy expression, "Young Master, what are you doing?"
Xiao Yue took out the token and said, "According to the order of the Prime Minister, Qingxue Tower is sealed off. Everyone in Qingxue Tower is not allowed to go out. Anyone who violates the rules will be killed!"
"Haha!" The shopkeeper let out a contemptuous laugh, without any trace of panic on his face, "Do you know who is the owner behind Qingxue Tower?"
"I don't care who you are!" Xiao Yue unsheathed the long sword in his hand, "If you dare to obstruct it, will you risk your life?"
The long sword lightly scratched the surface of the skin, and the shopkeeper calmed down.
He lowered his voice and looked at Xiao Yue warily, "The owner behind Qingxue Tower is the Rongguo Houfu. Is the Prime Minister really going to be an enemy of the Rongguohoufu?"
Xiao Yue was startled, and then he took back the long sword in his hand.
When the shopkeeper saw this, he snorted coldly. He casually wiped the blood on his neck and whispered: "Who dares to come to Qingxue Tower to run wild!"
Xiao Yue said nothing, but glanced at him coldly and ordered: "Search!"
"Wait a minute!" The shopkeeper once again stepped forward to block the guards who were about to take action, "Everything in this Qingxue Tower is of top quality. If even half of it is damaged, can you afford to pay for it?"
"If you want to search, you'd better ask the Marquis for permission first!"
Looking at the arrogant shopkeeper in front of him, Xiao Yue pulled out a cool curve on his lips, "I'll search today, what do you dare to do!"
"Haha!" The shopkeeper, who was in his late twenties, did not panic. He just clapped his hands, and countless men in black appeared around the restaurant.
"Then, let's try it." He looked at Xiao Yue with a look of fearlessness in his eyes.
Xiao Yue's hand holding the sword tightened, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
After all, the number of people he brought is somewhat small, and this place is Qingxue Tower. If force is used, it will be difficult to distinguish between equals, and innocent people may be injured.
"Hahahaha!" Seeing Xiao Yue's retreat, the shopkeeper's smile became even more wild. He stepped forward and patted Xiao Yue's shoulder.
"Go back and tell your Prime Minister that this Qingxue Tower cannot be investigated!"
"Did you hear that?" Seeing that Xiao Yue didn't speak, he asked again in a low voice. There was a lot of pride in his voice.