Chapter 52: Fragrant girl

Mo Wushuang went to the penalty department. Only Hua Yueling took Hua Xiaolong to Cuihu Tower. The two went in the four-seater carriage of the Prime Minister ’s Palace, because Hua Yueling ’s injury was still very painful and it was inconvenient to walk. She is now lying on Hua Xiaolong's legs, avoiding sitting on her ass. --- End of the story, romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw )))
"Sister, you are so pitiful." In the carriage, Hua Xiaolong looked at Huayue Ling lying on his leg, his face tangled.
"Oh, sister is okay, does it hurt you under pressure?" Huayue Ling smiled.
"No pain, just looking at my sister like this, Xiaolong feels uncomfortable." Hua Xiaolong's mouth fell down, as if it hurt him.
"My sister peeled from her buttocks, so she couldn't sit down. It was actually a trauma to the skin. It wasn't a problem, but when she caught those bad guys, she must have picked up their skin!" Huayue Ling resentfully, thinking of the grenade in her head. The assassin, the strange and magnificent voice, would be recognizable if she wanted to hear it again.
The carriage quickly arrived in front of the picturesque Cuihu Tower. The coachman of the Prime Minister's House was called Wu Xing. He was a middle-aged man. After the young lady and the young master got out of the car, they immediately rushed to the river to eat grass.
Both Huayue Ling and Hua Xiaolong are standing in front of the Cuihu Tower in a bright fashion. It is not too late for lunch, but many people drink morning tea.
"Miss Hua!" A little second came out to greet with a towel on his shoulder, with a smile on his face, because the topic here this morning was Huayue Ling, the most beautiful one last night.
"Miss Hua!" Someone called out immediately, and then Huayue Ling saw countless heads peeped out of the window and the first floor and the second floor, and treated her like a monkey, making her very attractive. Abr / >
"Who is the beautiful man beside her? Oh, my god, there are so many men in Miss Hua." Despite her low voice, Huayue Ling still captured a few words.
Suddenly a solid man ran out, and fell to one knee on the knees in front of Huayue Ling, saluting with fists: "Subordinate Xu Jie, see Miss!"
Huayue Ling Feng's eyes were cold and cold: "Master, shouldn't you be on duty in the Ministry of Criminal Affairs?"
"Yes, my subordinates have been there in the morning, and my grownup asked his subordinates to go down to the moon full floor to invite a few guests last night. The subordinates did not use breakfast, so come here to eat something." Xu Jie's face that looked quite honest had already famous.
"Oh? Aren't you a prisoner? Why did he ask you to do this?" Huayue raised her eyebrows, and her head quickly turned. When she went to the cell yesterday, she didn't see the man, she seemed to be a negligent person.
"Yesterday, something serious happened in the prison. The adult is investigating, and all the brothers in the prison have been sent out."
"Oh, where did you go yesterday afternoon?" Hua Yueling's voice had no temperature, making Xu Jie's forehead startle with sweat.
"Subordinate, the subordinate's lady was ill yesterday, so she didn't go to the prison of prison." Xu Jie stuttered.
"Mother? Girl Xianger?" Huayue Ling sneered, as if the two hadn't married.
"Yarn!" Hua Xiaolong saw a woman in a long straw-colored dress coming out of the door and ran happily.
Huayue Ling looked up, and saw that the girl of Xianger was slender, with a fox-like appearance, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were slightly upward. At this moment, her face was a little fair and ill, and she walked out with a smile and a smile.
But when he saw Hua Xiaolong, he was obviously stunned, smiled away, and a pair of willow leaf brows were squeezed tightly.
"Miss, she is Xianger, the lady who hasn't visited the door." Xu Jie introduced quickly.
"Saaya, I'm Xiaolong, no, I'm a prince, Saaya, will you go back with me, okay?" Hua Xiaolong took hold of the girl's arm.
"You let go, it turned out to be you beggar! I'm not gauze, don't hang on to me!" The girl Xiang'er face showed a disgust, and then flew Hua Xiaolong towards Huayue Ling.
"Xiang, see Miss Hua, is this lady coming early?" Xianger said gracefully, and looked up at Xu Jie again. "Jie, you're on duty, I'm fine."
"Oh, okay, young lady, that subordinate resigned." Xu Jie obviously listened to the lady, but looked at the sad little flower dragon before leaving.
It's strange that Huayue Ling arrived. Why didn't he ask Hua Xiaolong?
"Sister, oh, Shaya don't want Xiaolong." Hua Xiaolong ran to Huayue Ling with tears in her eyes, and looked at Shaya with grievances.
"I'm not gauze! Please don't pester me anymore, my name is Lu Xianger! It's not your gauze!" The girl Xianger told Hua Xiaolong angrily, and then she looked very dizzy, and the whole person shook. .
Huayue Ling quickly supported her and said, "What's the matter with you?" Huayue Ling wondered that her body seemed weak.
"Thank you, Miss. Xianger has a heart attack since she was a child. She has been suffering from cold recently, so her body is a bit weak." Xianger smiled at Huayue Ling.
"That's the case, then we go in and say, Xiaolong, don't worry, follow your sister." Huayue Ling said to the sad Hua Xiaolong.
The three walked into the Cuihu Tower, avoiding the teasers who were talking about it, and came to a small pavilion near the lake in the backyard.
The deceased came up with snacks and tea, and Huayue Ling could only stand, and let the girl Ernest and Hua Xiaolong sit down.
"Girl Xianger, I came here today to say that I recognized Xiaolong as my brother. You also know that he has been a beggar here for five years and has been reluctant to leave because he said that you are a saree. Maid. "
"Miss, I'm not a veil, I really don't!" Xiang'er quickly waved his hand. "I was a little sister of the family because my body was getting more and more serious and was abandoned by the master. So I wanted to jump to the river and die. Forget it, it was Jay who saved me. He helped me to heal my illness and cared for me so that I had the courage to survive. I do n’t know why he said that I was yarn yarn, but young lady, you can check it out. I really am not. "
Huayue Ling was confused, and she didn't look like she was lying. In her head, she asked Hua Xiaolong, "Little dragon, do you know what mark is on the yarn?"
"Imprint, what's an imprint?" Hua Xiaolong didn't know. The girl of Xiang'er blinked slightly, which surprised Huayue Ling. This woman was afraid of something inexplicable. Xiaolong innocent would not lie, but from her vision It seems that she could not be wrong with Saisa. That is, if Hua Xiaolong is the former prince of Lanyue Kingdom, that saree is also Lanyue, is the assassin of the Criminal Department Xu Jie?
"Yeah, son, what characteristics do you have on the yarn or the birthmark, and see if I am her?" The expression on the yarn was tender, and in Huayue Ling's eyes, it was more of a loose Feeling of tone.
"This, me, I haven't seen yarn yarn without clothes. I don't know, but you are the yarn yarn, exactly the same, but the yarn yarn is thinner and less beautiful than you." Hua Xiaolong grumbled.
"Then I ’m not her, son, do n’t call me yarn yarn later. If you like it here, you can come and see me often, but I ’m not really any yarn yarn. You feel bad about me like this, okay? Saaya said gently watching Hua Xiaolong.
"Sister ..." Hua Xiaolong's thin lips flattened, and her eyes filled with tears again.
"Xiaolong is good, don't cry. Since the girl Xianger is not gauze, don't worry, my sister must find the gauze for you." Huayue Ling walked to him and took his hand. "Girl Xianger, Xiaolong I'm only ten years old, so I'm so guilty of offending. "
"It's okay, he's very poor, now it's okay. If you have a young lady to protect him, it's also his blessing." The girl's smile was even softer.
"Well then, I'll take him to ask for it clearly. Since it's not, we won't bother, Xiaolong, will you go to the punishment department to see Yeyou brother with your sister?" Huayue Ling pulled him up.
Hua Xiaolong looked at Xianger girl with tears in her eyes, making Xianger girl look a little awkward, and dare not look directly into his tears.