The host of the villain is too arrogant

Chapter 123 Princess Yu Doctor [5]

Yu Chu waited for her to pay the money, take the things, and disappear into the range of the auction house before following her.

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"Son."

In front of the incense table, a young servant was grinding the grinder with his head down and his eyebrows lowered, while a man in a peacock blue brocade robe was lying in front of the table, quietly painting.

Fu Yu sat by the window, warmed a cup of tea, heard a knock on the door, and replied, "Come in."

The maid held the tray and presented a dagger in front of him: "My lord, the guests in room 205 gave it to you."

The rules of the auction house: You can give away the things you get in the auction house to others.

Fu Yu's gaze stayed on the dagger for a few seconds, and he raised his hand to take it down: "Go down."

"Yes." The maid stepped back.

"It's really strange that someone will give Yuheng something." The man dipped in the ink to complete the last painting, put down the pen, picked up the ink fan beside him, and walked towards him, "Why did you take Chiluo?"

Yuheng is Fu Yu's character.

Fu Yu caressed the silver blade with his fingertips, and placed it on the table at will, with a weak voice: "I happened to meet a woman I saved a month ago, I think it's a way to repay the favor."

"Your Chiluo is really easy to recognize." He held down the dagger and swiped it across the table, looked at it carefully before putting it back on the table: "Yes, that's right. You have used it for several years, and you are willing to use it." don't want."

"I'm confused and confused for a while." Fu Yu retracted the knife, and his red lips raised a slight arc, "Fate."

The man chuckled, very gentle, without edges or corners: "It's really fate, I can't even shake it off."

He quickly opened the folding fan, and the word "Liang Chen" was written on the fan: "I really like it, why don't you give it to me?"

Fu Yu picked up the teacup, took a sip, his lips were shiny, and he looked at the water with his eyes closed: "I really give it to you, do you dare to take it?"

The man shook his fan: "Don't dare, dare not. How dare I want your Chiluo, I haven't lived enough yet."

"It's time." Fu Yu put a mask on his face, took a fan and got up, "He has been a little bit active recently, so be careful."

"You should also pay attention, and send the son off."

"No need."

Yuebai's figure gradually disappeared, the man closed the folding fan, and asked softly, "Have you found out who is behind the black market?"

The little servant knelt down in fear: "Master Hui, not yet."

The man slapped his folding fan on his palm: "Get up."

Boy: "Thank you, Lord, for your life!"

The man leaned slightly and looked down through the window. What he wanted should be the finale.

Fu Yu turned into a garden, and a maid closed the door: "Master, Ye Liangchen is investigating the black market."

"Let him check." Fu Yu went through several turns, but finally disappeared.

The maid guarded the gate of the garden dutifully, without turning her eyes.

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Xiao Muxi looked at the person in front of him defensively, and subconsciously touched the place where the formula was hidden: "Who are you?!"

"Your ancestor." Yu Chu answered with a smile.

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Muxi had no intention of entangled with her, but Nai Helu was stopped by her, and she warned coldly, "Hurry up and let me in."

Yu Chu's black clothes flicked in the air, and her soft voice fell on her ears: "Don't worry, I will let you."

Yu Chu stood at an intersection, looked left and right, and chose a road with relatively few people. There were no people along the way, and the shops around were all closed, except for one, which was not only open, but also closed. There are people to solicit customers.

There are three words written on the door: go to prison.

Before they could open their mouths, Yu Chu took the initiative to walk over. The eyes of the two recruiters were flooded, and they looked at her like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with an unusually wretched expression.

(End of this chapter)