Chapter 138: Meat. Wen female main injury can not afford (17)

Yicheng is very prosperous and is a city that is comparable to the capital. The capital city is full of nobles, but many of the people living in Yicheng are wealthy people. It is a city full of wealth.
Two ragged women pulled a ragged board, and the board was covered with broken straw mats, revealing a pair of dirty feet, and at first glance, the grass mat was covered. It is a dead person.
Seeing this picture, everyone did not consciously avoid them.
The person who pulls the board is Ning Shu and Yue Lan. The one who is lying on the board is the secret brother.
Ning Shu tired to die, looked around a bit, looked for a lively place, stopped the cart, and Yue Lan together force the dark guard down the board, placed on the street, and then took out a wooden board, written on the board 'Selling the funeral father'
Ning Shuzhen was in front of the dark guard, kneeling on the body of the dark guard, crying deeply. "Oh, my daughter can't hold you, can't help you."
"Miss, don't be sad, the lord will see the filial piety of the lady in the Spirit of Heaven." Yue Lan first persuaded Ning Shu, then plunged into the body of the Guardian, mourning: "Master, you are so miserable, Master, lord."
Ning Shu saw that the position of Yuelan was somewhat sensitive. It was estimated that it was just in the place where the birds were hidden. Yuelan did not notice anything, and desperately mourned.
Ning Shu felt that the dark guard under the grass had moved, and the straw mats on him were moving. Ning Shu quickly pulled the moon blue on the dark guard, and Yue Lan wiped his tears and asked: "Miss, what happened?"
Ning Shu has the heart to say that you are pressing him jj, but looking at the expression of Yue Lan’s face, he said:
Don’t touch the remains.

Yuelan screamed twice, squatting and screaming in tears, and Ning Shu was awe-inspiring. This is the real shadow.
Ningshu and Yuelan's movements and half-street can be heard, attracting a lot of onlookers, but looking at Ningshu and Yuelan's unkempt face, no one stood up to buy Ningshu.
Ning Shu does not care, his goal is not these people, waiting for the male lord Emperor Shang Jun, this wealthy wealthy .
"Miss, what do you do now, no one has asked us about the price for so long." Yuelan asked.
Ning Shu said: "Do not worry."
Yuelan looked at this moment and it was estimated that no one asked, and he did not mourn on the ground. He wiped the tears that were unwarranted with dirty handkerchiefs.
The people around me came and went, and no one came up to ask the price. Ning Shu regretted it a bit. She knew that she would not be too pitiful and too poor to ask.
Ning Shuzhen fell asleep on the ground, and slept a little bit, and Yuelan, who was next to it, fell asleep on the board, and the saliva flowed out.
"Selling the funeral father?" A low-pitched voice sounded, Ning Shu, a spirited sleep, no more, and quickly pushed the moon blue that fell asleep next to him.
Yuelan opened his eyes and immediately mourned. "Master, it is a slave, not a good lady, so that the lady is now degraded to the point of selling the funeral father, Miss, slave poor lady." Yue Lan holding Ning Shu I cried.
Ning Shu pulled out Yue Lan to hold his own arm, and said sadly to the people who came here: "The son of a small woman, Chuzhou, is really nowhere to go, only to sell his father."
"Look up and let the son see."
Ning Shu immediately raised his head and looked at the man. The background around the man was blurred. He was a shining presence. This is not wrong.
Qi Hao’s body has a gentle and cruel beauty, which gives him a dangerous feeling. His eyes are deep and his eyes seem to be surging.
This is the black Emperor of the abdomen, Qi Wei.
Qi Qi slightly rubbed his eyes, looked at Ning Shu's dirty face, put together a folding fan and gently rubbed his palm, said: "Why don't you wash your face clean, make a beautiful price and sell a little ""
Ning Shu hasn't said anything yet, Yue Lan said: "My lady said, people who don't care about our appearance and help us are good people."
Qi Wei is wearing a brocade suit, and every place is incomparably exquisite. The pendants of the folding fan are all round and jade. At first glance, they are wealthy people, and every move is full of wealth.
Qi Qi down, use a folding fan to pick up the straw mat, look at the face of the dark guard, and look at Ning Shu, said: "You are a little farther away from you."
Ning Shu said indifferently: "My mother is beautiful, and she is ugly."
Ning Shu is feeling aggrieved for the secret brother, and even if he is ugly, he is still very old-fashioned. Qi Qi has not questioned how the younger brother of her brother would have such a big daughter.
Ning Shu looked forward to Qi Qi, "The son, your house is not a maid, so let me bury it, the little girl is the maid of the son."
Qi Qi’s ‘唰’ opened the folding fan and said high above:
How much silver do you want?

Ning Shu stretched out a finger and glanced at Ning Shu’s finger. "One or two silver?"
Nima, one or two silver is not enough. They are here to pretend to be dead, and they are crying and robbing the land. The money for buying three bowls is not enough. The rich ones are all 抠..
Ning Shu shy and said to Qi Qi: "The son, a couple of silver is a little less, even the 棺椁 can not buy."
Qi Qi’s folding fan swayed and said faintly:
Let’s say, how much?

"Before I was a good court officer, although it was a small sesame clerk, but it was also an official, so sloppy, let him see the ancestral ancestors, so the son, can you add more."
Ning Shu pulled over Yuelan. "In the future, both of us are the maids in your house."
"To say so much, I just want to sit on the ground." Qi Qi is very indifferent, "How much?"
"One thousand two." Ning Shuzhen said powerfully.
Qi Wei’s expression has not changed. Ning Shu’s eyelids have picked and picked, and it’s really a deep-hearted black merchant.
Qi Yan stretched out five fingers, Ning Shu frowned and asked: "Five thousand two?"
"Five two, you will not even want to." Qi Yan said indifferently, turned and left, Ning Shu looked at Qi Zhen really gone, quickly stood up and stepped on the body from the dark guard, chasing Qi Qi said: "Junzi please Stay."
"Hey, cough, cough..." Ning Shu stepped on the dark guard and coughed up sharply. Yuelan looked stunned and didn't know what to do. Ning Shu immediately rushed up and mourned: "Hey, are you returning to the light? Anything that is to be confessed to her daughter is that her daughter is not good. She can’t make a decent funeral for her, so that she can’t see the ancestral ancestors."
The dark defender glanced at Ning Shu and closed his eyes like a dead end. Ning Shu immediately mourned: "Hey..."
Yuelan also followed the mourning, "Master, lord."
Qi Qi picked up his eyebrows and walked over and put his hand on the tip of the dark guard. He said to Ning Shu: "The festival is sad."
Ning Shu: (⊙o⊙)
Really dead? !