The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Three days later, when Aers appeared again and again in front of Liu Qinghuan, she felt that perhaps Hou's house should really change to another guard.

Ars came to her with a carefully wrapped painting in her hand: "."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes moved and he was about to take over the painting on his hand, but Aers' hand snapped back.

Liu Qinghuan raised his head to watch him not speak, and Aers smiled with a grin at his corner of his mouth, and said, "Before I came here, Igin specifically said that you must let me give it to you before you can see this picture."

Liu Qinghuan frowned and thought, went to the bedside, turned out a rolled white paper, and handed it to Aes in silence. Ars looked at her suspiciously for a while, then took the blank paper in her hand and opened it, with a scribbled map on it, and the handwriting could barely be seen.

His eyebrows moved, and he lifted his eyes to look at her: "What is this?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "The map I came down from above."

Aers' narrow eagle eye narrowed for a moment, and then thought for a while, "What about painting?"

"She was sent to the palace long ago by Xue Mu. I didn't have the ability to run into the palace at night." She said here and looked at Aers with a mockery, "but you can try."

Aers, who was concentrating on the map, missed the mockery flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes: "How do I know if this map is real?"

"This ... you can only rely on your wisdom."

Aers looked up at her.

Liu Qing laughed and laughed: "You can't believe me, but what you have is not necessarily true."

Aers pursed his lips and glanced down at the map in his hand: "Since it's copy, why is the writing so scribbled."

Liu Qinghuan said, "I just try to restore the original picture."

Aersmo silently folded the map into his clothes, and then threw the painting in his hand to Liu Qinghuan.

Such a generous move made Liu Qinghuan doubt the authenticity of the painting.

She walked to the table, took the painting out of the brocade, and slowly spread it out.

The golden autumn chrysanthemum is like a flame that blooms in batches, and it is like gold paved. She looked at the inscription on the painting, which is a poem by Yong Lian.

With a slight tick, Liu Qinghuan took a sip of the cold water in the glass and said to Aes: "Do you know what is the easiest way to tell the truth?"

Almost at the same time as the word "?", Liu Qinghuan poured cold water from the cup on the painting.

Aers frowned, stepping forward to grab the painting. Unexpectedly, the steps under Liu Qinghuan's feet changed quickly, but he turned around and avoided his sudden move.

The actions of his men were subconsciously stagnant. The woman's martial arts were much higher than what she showed. He might have underestimated her before.

Aers turned and looked at Liu Qinghuan, who was standing in front of the window, and hurried forward. This time because of precautions, Liu Qinghuan couldn't escape his falcon-like blow.

Liu Qinghuan patted his empty hand and smiled at Aers: "Isn't it just a glance, so stingy?"

Aers looked down at the map that had completely appeared on the painting, and frowned to put it into the brocade: "While I haven't regretted it, you better hurry up and talk about how you plan to get into my team."

Liu Qing spoke cheerfully.

Although Aers thought her strategy was too troublesome, she reluctantly agreed.

After the transaction was over, Liu Qing laughed away and told Aes to leave. After he walked away, she put away the smile on her face and sat down in front of the book case. She thought for a moment with her eyes closed, then lifted a purple pen on the pen grid, and drew quickly on white paper.

What she drew was nothing else, just the map that she just saw.

To be a good liar, one of the prerequisites is beyond ordinary memory. Although she only glanced at the map, she had it accurately in her head.

After drawing, she blew the ink on the paper and hid the painting with satisfaction.

When Aes returned to his residence, Ekin was sitting at the window watching the moon. Seeing Aars return, he jumped off the edge of the window, as light as a cat: "How?"

Aers took out the map hidden in her clothes and gave it to Ekin: "She said that she came down from the painting and didn't know whether it was true or not."

Yi Jin studied the map for a while, and smiled, "It doesn't matter, as long as she is in our hands, it is in our hands."

Aers nodded, and said a little uneasily, "Yes, she saw the map on the map, but it was only a moment, shouldn't it matter?"

Yi Jin's eyebrows moved: "Not necessarily, some people do have the ability to never forget. But still, as long as she is in our hands, what can she see?"

Ahs thinks about it too. Once in Dongganluo, even if she is a cuckoo, she can't fly out of their palms.

Seeing that the eighth day is getting closer, Liu Qinghuan's mood is getting more and more excited. I'm leaving Hou House soon, think about it, I can't bear it anymore, especially Xue Mu, she hasn't taken much advantage of him, it's really a shame.

Lying on the bed, Liu Qinghuan thought wildly, and again "huh", rushed into the figure from the window. Liu Qinghuan twitched his lips, thinking that Aers was here again. He looked up and realized that he was a completely unexpected person.

"Nuo Yan?" Liu Qinghuan blinked, guessing his intention in his heart.

Nuo Yan was still cold. He stared at Liu Qinghuan for a while and whispered, "Houye already knows about you and Aes."

Liu Qinghuan froze, and then said seriously: "Aes and I are absolutely innocent. Ye Hou looks better than him."

Nuo Yan glanced at her, and there was an incredible look in her eyes: "Houye knows that you are going to flee to Dongganluo while Aers is leaving."

Nuo Yan said too briefly, Liu Qinghuan didn't know how much Xue Mu knew the details of her escape, and he didn't know what their exchange terms were.

Seeing her not talking, Nuo Yan took the initiative and said, "I'm here to help you."

Liu Qinghuan gave him an unexpected look.

She could see that Nuo Yan was Xue Mu's true confidant. He was higher in martial arts than Nian Tang, and had a few more hearts than Xi, and he was very loyal to Xue Mu.

He said he came to help himself? Liu Qinghuan didn't believe it.

Xu was aware of Liu Qinghuan's distrust, and Nuo Yan took the initiative to explain: "I do n’t understand why Lord Hou knows you are fake and wants you to stay in Hou House, but I do n’t want you to People stay beside Hou Ye. "

His tone was full of contempt. Liu Qinghuan, who was said to be "you-like," was not upset, but just smiled and looked at Nuo Yan: "Well, I don't quite understand, but since we have the same goals, I believe we It was a pleasure working together. "

Nuo Yan was silent for a while, and said, "On the first day of the eighth day, Hou Ye will let me stay at the house to monitor you. If you can find a way to support the Chinese tang, I will help you to join Aes."

Liu Qing laughed and said, "Okay."

Nuo Yan frowned almost invisibly and rolled out of the window.

Qing Qing, who just passed by the door, tilted her head. Recently, the wife seems to like the poem on the moon.

Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes while lying on the bed. Nuo Yan's action today did not seem to be Xue Mu's intentions. He did not hesitate to help Xue Mu's orders but also helped her?

Ah.

Liu Qinghuan gently raised the corner of his mouth.

A few days later, it was the seventh day of July and the Star Festival.

Today, the girls in Houfu are all very excited, even the red peach and the green lotus are also happy. Liu Qinghuan looked at them and quipped, "You two have also moved the stars? Tell me which Langjun you like. Madam Ben decides for you."

The two girls were blushed when she said so, and they ran out with excuses.

When Qing Qing came back, she was holding a bunch of flowers. Liu Qinghuan watched as she soaked the flowers in the water and brought the basin to the yard, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Qingye said: "Mrs. hasn't heard of it, the flowers will be soaked in water in the evening of Qixi Festival, soaked in the starlight for one night, and the face will be particularly smooth and fair on the next day with soaked flowers."

"really?"

"Mrs. try to know tomorrow morning!"

Liu Qing smiled and didn't speak. After a while, I saw Qing Ye coming over with a silver powder box, Liu Qinghuan said, "I know this, is it a spider begging?"

Qing Ye nodded: "I hope we can make a beautiful net tomorrow."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing, "It seems you really want to marry someone."

"No slaves!" Qing Yan's face turned red again.

Liu Qinghuan no longer teased her, seeing the shadow of Chi Tao, he asked, "What about Chi Tao people?"

"Oh, today the old lady put a scent in the garden. Everyone is there to worship the stars. The girls are happy. The dancing dancers in the house are still dancing. Madam, are you going to see?"

Liu Qing thought for a while and thought, "Well, I won't go."

Immediately after the words fell, Chitao ran back in a rush: "Madam, madam!" She panted to Liu Qinghuan and handed Liu Qinghuan a piece of white paper on her hand. "Madam, look, this is Hou Grandpa wrote it! "

Liu Qinghuan blinked, took the paper in her hand, and wrote five words in beautiful willow body-I wish you a long time.

Liu Qinghuan knew that Ning was a famous talented girl when she was young. She wrote well, but she did not expect Xue Mu to write well.

"Houye has followed the old lady to learn the characters since he was a child. It is better to be blue than blue!" Obviously, it is not only Liu Qinghuan who wrote Xue Mu well.

After hearing this, Chitao said proudly, "This is what I won by wearing needles. You don't know how much those girls would like! Let them remember Houye all day long!" Chitao said, Looking at Liu Qinghuan with a smile again, "The words written by Grandpa Hou are of course intended for his wife."

Liu Qinghuan didn't have any expression. She stared at the five words on the paper for a while, and went to the premise of the book case and wrote five more words beside her.

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