Chapter 819: General Shen, do you like Boss Han?

Your concubine!
Wei Chuchu and Shen Yichao's faces turned from blue to white, and then from white to black.
Shen Yijue's noble concubine, that is even more decent than an ordinary official's head lady!
Do they have to call the sister-in-law when they see the cold smoke in the future?
Unexpectedly-
Han Yanliang played with a white jade glass jug, smiling like a flower, with a soft voice: "The general has a noble background and a bright future. Yanliang does not dare to climb high. Please do not mention this kind of concubine in the future."
She actually refused.
Mrs. Shen was surprised: "Are you looking down on your concubine's position, or looking down on Ah Jue?"
Han Yanliang smiled: "I'm just wearing the body of sin, so how can I say that I don't look good? I am very grateful to the general for taking me in and treating me well. But in this gratitude, there is absolutely no love between men and women. Please forgive me."
Mrs. Shen was even more surprised.
She originally thought that the girl was beautiful, but she didn't expect that she was still very thoughtful.
It's not like a vixen who can seduce people so frankly.
She looked at her son again.
Although Ah Jue still looked cold, but the hand holding the wine cup slowly tightened.
There were complicated emotions in his eyes, but he quickly used alcohol to cover it up without saying much.
My son knows best.
Mrs. Shen understood that A Jue's 10,000-year iron tree bloomed, and it touched everyone's heart.
She decided to give her son a chance to attack beautiful women, so she smiled mildly: "In that case, I am not reluctant. Girl Han can continue to stay in Ajue's yard from now on. Whatever you want, just tell Ajue if he refuses, You just show off to him."
Acting like...
Shen Yichao and Wei Chuchu looked strange.
Han Yanliang smiled softly, glanced affectionately at Shen Yijue, and then Wen claimed to be.
The Shen family's battle finally came to an end.
Everyone in the elegant seat stared at Nan Baoyi.
Nan Baoyi was eating melon seeds leisurely, and suddenly realized that he was being watched, almost choked with fright, and drank half a cup of hot tea quickly.
She stroked her chest, folded her hands and smiled and said, "Happy New Year to all of you! Tonight, on Yuan's Day, I specially came to find General Shen, and wanted to ask him for two hundred Jin Wuwei to assist the officer in handling the case."
Shen Yijue said indifferently: "I've heard about the murder case of Drunken Flower Yin. If you want to call Jinwuwei, you must have found some eyebrows. This matter is very involved, and I will take care of it myself."
He got up with a knife.
Mrs. Shen hastened to stay: "A Jue, tonight is the reunion night. If you don't cultivate relationships with Yanliang, what case are you going to do?"
Smokey...
Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows.
It seems that Mrs. Shen likes Boss Han so much that she even called her boudoir's name.
Shen Yijue glanced at the cold smoke peeling the orange, expressionless on his face: "There is no relationship between men and women, so what kind of relationship do you cultivate?"
Nan Baoyi has pointed ears.
Hearing clearly, Shen Yijue emphasized the words "love between men and women".
This cold-faced general might be angry.
She was still in a daze, Shen Ye was absolutely impatient: "What are you doing there?"
Nan Baoyi said "Oh" and quickly followed him in fear.
Shen Yijue quickly transferred two hundred Jinwuwei.
Nan Baoyi unfolded the map under the lantern and pointed to the red line, saying: "At this hour, the parade team is about to reach this street. At that time, as long as we ambush near the team, we will be able to guard the murderer!"
After she finished speaking, she did not see Shen Yijue respond.
She looked up in surprise.
The general with a gloomy face, absent-mindedly holding his hands, is looking towards the elegant seats of tall buildings.
She followed the line of sight and looked at the elegant seat next to the window, standing waiting for the Shen family to watch the Parade, while Boss Han was standing in the corner, leaning forward and looking out the street.
Her woven flower sleeves flicked in the cold wind, and her face was white and tender and charming, like a pear blossom in early spring.
She immediately understood her chest, and whispered: "General Shen, do you like Boss Han?"
"dislike."
Shen Yijue retracted his gaze, and denied without changing his face.
Nan Baoyi bends her eyes and is suddenly surprised: "Shen Yichao actually touched Boss Han's hand!"
Shen Yijue's face darkened slightly.
He immediately looked up.
I didn't see my younger brother touching her hand, but saw her leaning lazily, her vermilion biting a strand of flowing lacquer hair on the sideburns, and she was throwing the shampoo to him with a smile.
Shampoo comes with the cold wind.
Gentleness fell on his palm.
He put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, the veil was dyed with a powdery smell, which was her smell.
Shen Yijue slowly clenched.
For some reason, the violence and anger that had just occurred in the lounge, somehow disappeared with the arrival of this shampoo...
"Wow!" Nan Baoyi exaggeratedly cupped his face with both hands, "General Shen is such a big Yanfu!"
Shen Yijue still had a gloomy face.
But there is some tenderness in the eyebrows.
He put the shampoo in his arms and unfolded the map indifferently: "Nantah has been talking about the love of his children all day long, and he is absent-minded, so he has not been able to solve the case so far."
Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes in disgust.
Is it the love of children?
Who is absent-minded?
Shen Yijue is too shameless.
Highly carved, carved windows.
Standing beside Wei Chuchu, Shen Yichao watched Han Yanliang and Shen Yijue's movements.
He commented in a low voice: "I don't know the shame, it's a shame to be gentle..."
Han Yanliang smiled without saying a word.
There was a commotion at the end of the street.
It's the parade of troupes coming.
Nan Baoyi poked his head and looked around.
In the distance, the lanterns were as bright as daylight, and the children shouted excitedly, chasing after the team, and the actors who opened the way played like auspicious beasts such as phoenix, liger, peacock, etc., and scattered petals in the sky.
Sixteen horses followed close behind.
Junmara is wearing the Seven Fragrant Treasure Pavilion, and the beauty above the pavilion is folded and dancing sleeves lightly. The dancing girl mask on her face adds to the mystery, like a fairy girl living on the clouds.
Zhao Jinghong has not been killed.
Nan Baoyi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
She and Shen Yijue were distributed on both sides of the street, each taking Jin Wuwei to chase Zhao Jinghong.
At the end of the long street, the moon hangs high and the mountains and rivers shine.
Zhao Jinghong danced towards the bright moon.
She is tall and slender, with elegant belts and skirts like snow, like Chang'e about to go to the moon.
Behind her, following the invisible parade, there are tricksters who breathe fire and swallow swords, a troupe of dragons and lions dance, and countless actors and actresses wearing ferocious animal faces.
Looking at the night in Shangyuan, the people screamed and reveled in strange shapes.
Nan Baoyi secretly said, there are so many people tonight, and the murderer may not appear.
However, as soon as she thought about it, she saw Zhao Jinghong on the Seven Fragrance Pavilion, like a beautiful gardenia, suddenly falling from the high platform!
"Zhao Jinghong!"
She exclaimed.
It's clear that everyone is in full view, how could something happen to Zhao Jinghong? !
She quickly squeezed the crowd and ran forward, hugged Zhao Jinghong to her lap, and took off her dancer mask.
Zhao Jinghong's lacquer was scattered like silk and satin, his beautiful face was pale white, and the corners of his lips were oozing red and blood stains, and his wonderful eyes stared at the bright moon at the end of the long street.
Such eyes are greedy and infatuated.
She reached out to Mingyue--
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Forgot to wish everyone a happy Tanabata
Then I wish everyone off the order after Tanabata!