CHAPTER 30: DI JI'S TROUBLES (5)

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    "Bai Jin embroidered with her own hands."

    Miaomiao looked back at him, and her voice kept sending people out. This white hairband remained almost daily. Since she cherishes the hairband sent by her foster mother, it seems that there is a relationship between their mother and child. The relationship is not that bad.

    "Sister Namu's mother, it's pretty good for you."

    Mu Sheng refused, with a ridiculous color across his face, and knocked on the table with the demon handle: "How do you send your letter?"

    Miao Miao carried the envelope into her arms: "I've heard about it a long time ago. There is an executive who is going to Jiangnan to take up his post. You can entrust his entourage to take him there. He set off today by boat in the southern suburbs."

    She muttered, "The mountains are high and the rivers are far away ." It's so troublesome to send a letter." Carefully packed two snacks into the small package, and asked Mu Sheng with his eyes: "Hey, is that enough?" The

    young man frowned and looked at her: "Ask me what to do?"

    Ling Miaomiao Asked back: "You won't go with me?"

    "Why should I go with you?" For a moment, a sneer flashed in her eyes, "Oh, Miss Ling is afraid to get lost?"

    Miao Miao caught his ridicule, black and white. A smile flashed in Xingzi's eyes, neither denying nor retorting: "Yes."

    She tied the parcel and tied it skillfully on her body, "Sister Mu said early in the morning, and we are divided into two groups to investigate the case. She and Brother Liu Having been busy for so many days, the two of us have been lying idle in the room, which is not so good."

    Ling Miaomiao knew most of the plot, and the original letter sending section seemed unintentional, but it caused infinite turmoil afterwards. From this perspective, as an NPC, she is indispensable to promote the plot.

    Mu Sheng squinted his eyes: "Do you want to drop by to investigate the case?"

    Ling Miaomiao's face was sincere: "It's so hot outside. If we don't run, we have to run around with my sister. Can you bear it?"

    Lu Jiu stayed for two in Liuyue Palace. In an hour, his back was completely drenched. On the way out of the palace, although the steps are still a bit vain, they are much easier than before.

    He hung his head and let Mu Yao half of his body, but Mu Yao slowed down and deliberately walked side by side with him.

    "I heard that Mr. Lu's Chenxiangju business is very prosperous. It is the only one in Chang'an."

    Lu Jiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled humbly: "Where and where, a low-class businessman, barely making ends meet. "

    Mu Yao looked back at his face. Lu Jiu was no weaker than the champion, and he was already a well-known incense master in Chang'an. A businessman who has come to this stage relies on being low-key, sleek, and even a little afraid of the times.

    Mu Yao watched him for a long while before

    speaking, her tone couldn't hear the joy or anger: "...Mr. Lu is right to protect yourself, but you must be worthy of your conscience." When she spoke, the pair of colored glaze pupils looked extraordinarily clear, and the corners of her eyes were clear. The moles of tears were cold and desolate. She looked so pure and pure that she could not be deceived or malicious.

    Lu Jiu's footsteps stopped suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his voice: "Miss Mu, this matter is too complicated, I advise you not to check it anymore..." A

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