Chapter 409 Xiao Wentao’s Spring

Ukyo is located in a rainy area, so the houses here are mostly bamboo buildings with pointed roofs.

First, it is convenient and breathable, and second, it can also allow rainwater to fall to the ground quickly to avoid siltation.

Fang Qing’er’s status as a princess is naturally unusable, and Jiang Han also learned the disguise technique under the guidance of the assassin at Yushitai, and the two pretended to be ordinary business trip.

There are a lot fewer people coming and going in Maojing. Although the streets and houses are very clean and tidy, especially the palm trees on both sides of the road are patchwork, the bleak atmosphere makes this so-called capital of Langya Kingdom even more. Like a half-abandoned ghost town.

Jiang Han intends to search for clues everywhere, and then look at the current manpower arrangement of the Blood Sect in Maojing.

“Be careful, I’ll wait for your return at the inn.” Fang Qing’er said.

After Jiang Han nodded, he came to the street far away, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Fang Qinger stopped at the window. She glanced at the direction Jiang Han was leaving, then at the Yushen Palace in the distance, and quietly picked up a human skin mask. She quietly put on Master Xuemeigui’s human skin mask.

“Don’t blame me for lying to you, but I must go to the palace to ask my father face to face…” Fang Qing’er gritted her teeth, grabbed the window and jumped out, grabbing the girl in her sleeve. The hook also grabbed a tall palm tree very smoothly, and she leaped over Ukyo like a Spiderman.

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In Tianquan City, when Xiao Wentao opened his eyes, he found that the surroundings were in a magnificent palace. so strange.

“I didn’t come to ask Xiao Xiaosheng for an autograph, why did I come here all of a sudden?”

Xiao Wentao supported his head, and there was a heart-rending pain in his head.

He is Wang Jiu’s son. Since Xiao Shenke’s death, Xiao Wentao has found a job as a dart runner in the capital.

Because his own cultivation is not vulgar, he doesn’t have to worry about eating and drinking.

Although he has never had a date, it is also because Xiao Wentao himself does not want to involve others. After all, in such a day, he does not know when he will be big.

He still couldn’t believe that his own father was that crappy old man named Wang Jiu.

Xiao Wentao looked to his side, but to his horror, there was a delicate and beautiful woman lying beside him. This woman had a face that was close to mixed race, with delicate features, and her hair was scattered on the pillow. .

And there is a pair of very beautiful ponytails on the head.

This is a strange woman who can have two completely irrelevant temperaments of flirtatious and pure at the same time.

Xiao Wentao rubbed his face with his hands, and tried his best to wake himself up: “This is…”

He suddenly rang, and he and Xiaoxiao lived together at night After talking happily, and then drank bewilderedly, he came to the palace with this Xiaoxiaosheng, and then he was bewildered again… put the princess to sleep!

He felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse, and his thoughts about how human beings reproduce had already been completely expelled.

“This is… the eldest princess Li Huaiyu? Wait… Could it be that Princess Li Huaiyu is just Xiao Xiaosheng?!” Xiao Wentao looked into the distance, and there were some papers on the table, which were about ” The manuscript of the side story of “Spring Boudoir Opera”!

“Hmm…”

The eyelids of the beautiful woman beside her moved sleepily, she turned over and turned her back to the sky, there was Xiao Wentao yesterday on her clear collarbone hickey.

Xiao Wentao was about to get out of bed, and then run away.

It’s killing me!

“Xiao…huh? Ah! Mr. Xiao, you… me!” The princess covered her body with the quilt and began to scream.

Xiao Wentao strode forward, trying to cover his mouth, but suddenly he was at a loss, what to cover?

Use your hands, or use…

Xiao Wentao picked up a sock on the ground, without saying a word, and immediately stuffed it into the princess’s mouth. A foul smell poured down his throat, his eyes turned white for a moment, and he passed out on the ground.

Xiao Wentao breathed a sigh of relief and took out the socks, only to find that the princess was already foaming at the mouth.

He sniffed, only to find that the princess was still breathing.

This relieved him a bit, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to meditate on life.

After getting dressed, taking advantage of the daylight, Xiao Wentao saw a jug of wine on Xianggui’s table, which was not finished yet.

“Otherwise I’ll kill her. In this way, no one will know it’s me…”

Xiao Wentao picked up the wine bottle on the table, but was about to move towards the wine bottle. The pair of ponytails came down, but he saw a pair of scissors not far away.

The scissors are very sharp, made of silver, and the newly sharpened blades are sharp.

Xiao Wentao accidentally picked up the scissors and looked at the beauty on the bed.

Don’t be impulsive!

With trembling hands, Xiao Wentao put the scissors on the table. After all, this woman is still Xiao Xiaosheng, she is the author of the Spring Girl Play. If she is killed, there will be no Spring Girl Play in the future. Follow up.

Finally, he gave up the idea of ​​killing, and quietly left the gate of the imperial city. He saw the bustling capital city, the surrounding streets were clean, crowded with people, and there were many shops.

Although he didn’t want to look for his biological father, Xiao Wentao knew that maybe only his father, Wang Jiu, could settle things right now.

“Master? Where did you go yesterday?” A kind voice came.

Xiao Wentao looked back, but found an old man with white beard and hair, sitting on the threshold weaving straw sandals, he said happily: “Uncle Hui, long time no see!”

Uncle Hui used to serve the old Xiao’s family. Since Xiao Shenke lost his power, these old servants followed his wife to the Wang’s family. Fortunately, Wang Jiu was also very righteous and accepted those family members.

Uncle Hui was old, so Wang Jiu left him to do some light physical work.

“What’s long time no see? We talked yesterday. Go inside quickly, the master and madam are very angry.” Uncle Hui said, he wove the straw sandals to subsidize his family’s income, after all A small household of ten people, now the Mozong relies on Wang Jiu and Zhao Gonglu to manage it, and Jiang Han, as the suzerain, has become a hands-off shopkeeper.

“Okay, it’s hot today, go weave straw sandals under the shade of a tree.” Xiao Wentao said, and ran towards the inside.

Uncle Hui opened his mouth so wide that his jaw was about to fall off. After a while, he murmured: “Young Master, are you… stimulated?”

It must be known that Xiao Wentao before was like a bitter wife. Although he often came back to visit his mother, he was very disdainful to these family members who took refuge in Wang Jiu.

Xiao Wentao came in front of the hall, while the maids Xiaocui and Xiaolan were cleaning up the dishes.

(End of this chapter)