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Chapter 107: The Crane Returns Upstairs


Seeing his helpless expression, Shen Yinqiu held her chin and asked, "Do you think I'm weird?"

Wan Qiyan: "No."

I want to believe what he said.

Shen Yinqiu silently picked up the warmed tea soup.

A few tea leaves swayed in the cup and stood upside down on the water.

Shen Yinqiu wondered if the nun who taught her didn't spread what she had told her, so why didn't she hear any news?

If nothing happened, Mrs.

Zhang's haggard look could not be because she came back to work, and her mother There won't be any action in these two days.

She didn't make Madam Zhang notorious, so she still felt like she wasn't venting her anger enough.

She did not have any deep grudge against the Prime Minister's Mansion, but Madam Zhang and Shen Yinqiu tried to kill her again and again, so she couldn't be so easy-going that she didn't need to mention the past things again.

Let it go.

Moreover, she now dislikes Shen Linru.

Hey, after all, she has no other advantage except a little money.

If she acts rashly, others will crush her to death as easily as crushing an ant.

But Wan Qiyan is different.

He is the heir apparent who has inherited the title.

Although he has no current strength, he has potential in the future.

It would be great if we can cooperate.

But what bargaining chip can she bring to show her sincerity in cooperation?

It feels like the other party is not short of money.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wan Qiyan saw her staring at the tea soup in the cup for a long time without blinking, seemingly worried.

Shen Yinqiu raised his head and said, "Hey, Your Majesty, we are just grasshoppers on the same rope now, right?"

"Yeah."

This girl wanted to say something.

Shen Yinqiu leaned forward a little, "Then we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, so we should be honest with each other, right?"

Wan Qiyan took a long time to hum and looked at her quietly.

"So let's cooperate" Seeing how sincere she was, Wan Qiyan didn't know how to answer, "Cooperation" "Yes, you are not a fish in the pond, I believe you."

Shen Yinqiu counted on his fingers, "I have a hunch that you have a tough battle to fight, but I don't know what I can do to help, or maybe I can't help at all.

But you can say hello if I can, but you have to protect me like a porcelain.

If I am targeted by someone again, come and save me."

"You are very upright."

Wan Qiyan followed her example and raised his chin, slightly squinting his eyes and raising the corners of his lips.

"As we all know, I am a person who cannot protect myself."

Shen Yinqiu murmured that he was not honest yet without strength, so how could he take it as sincerity.

Hearing what Wan Qiyan said, he rolled his eyes secretly and said, "Outsiders also rumored that you are ugly, with dry hair and skinny bones."

To be able to survive to such an old age smoothly is considered to be quite capable in Shen Yinqiu's eyes.

In addition, before this person suppresses his condition, he can really be knocked down with a gentle push.

Then there must be someone secretly protecting him around this prince, Qingzhu Qingye, who knows martial arts.

Previously, her mother said she wanted to find a few people in the teahouse who knew martial arts, but then she found that most people only had the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu, and people with real martial arts skills didn't bother to be the guards of official ladies.

If you dare to speak, the opponent's sword has already been unsheathed.

Wan Qiyan smiled even more heartily, "Then let's be honest with each other.

Who did you provoke?

It's serious enough to threaten your life."

Thinking of this, Shen Yinqiu became depressed.

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She said with some distress: "I don't know, this physique is quite unlucky.

I haven't had a smooth life since I entered the capital from Jiangnan.

On the most terrifying nights, mysterious people always kidnap me, and then There is another wave of mysterious people fighting with him.

People in black clothes all like to wear black clothes and face masks.

Although I have narrowly escaped every time, I still don’t know who the other party is. " She felt much better after letting out her sullen breath.

She didn't speak loudly, but Wan Qiyan understood it clearly.

I thought to myself, these things will happen to you, and they have nothing to do with me.

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

Shen Yinqiu couldn't wait for Wan Qiyan to reply, and saw him frowning slightly.

Thinking about it carefully, she seemed to be talking nonsense suddenly.

"I swear on my face, everything I say is true."

"It's novel, I swear with my face," Wanqi Yan said with a smile.

"A woman's appearance is the sword in the hand of a swordsman.

It is very important.

Some women will be worse than dead if their appearance is ruined, so it should not be underestimated..."

Shen Yinqiu's implication was that I really swore something important.

"I believe it.

I remember when we first met, you were not so eloquent."

Wan Qiyan gave her more tea.

Shen Yinqiu recalled that meeting Wan Qiyan was not a pleasant memory.

She thought of Qian Shui's departure and was silent for a long time before saying, "People change unconsciously, there is nothing strange about it."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the joy just now was gone.

Fortunately, the food was served.

Sugar pastries became the main dish on the table, and Shen Yinqiu's depressed mood seemed to be cured again.

"The matter mentioned just now is over.

I will protect you, no matter whether we cooperate or not."

He pushed the lotus root cake in front of her and motioned for her to eat it.

"These pastries have a good reputation.

You can try them.

If you like them, go back and ask the cook to make them for you."

Shen Yinqiu took a taste, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, but she quickly suppressed it.

Wan Qiyan felt relieved, as long as she liked it.

A dispensable cooperation has become the background of beautiful scenery and delicious food.

Shen Yinqiu drank tea and Wan Qiyan drank wine.

From time to time, they pointed at the houses in the distance and exchanged words.

But there will always be people who come to destroy the good atmosphere.

A good screen is hit by heavy objects and is on the verge of falling down.

Shen Yinqiu looked and saw that someone had already held his hand.

Wan Qiyan didn't smile at all.

It was the first time she saw his unhappy look, which was indeed a bit cold.

But Wan Qisheng said that he always laughs before speaking.

It seems that this news is not reliable at all.

Shen Yinqiu asked with his eyes if he wanted to get up and go see what was going on.

Wan Qiyan smiled again when he faced her, shook his head and told her not to worry.

Then they heard Wan Qisheng's voice from outside the screen: "I've wanted to come to the top floor for a long time, but you said it was full.

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I thought there was an empty table here."

"Second Young Master, please forgive me, but the place on the seventh floor has indeed been reserved."

This was the elegant scholar who had just entertained them.

He spoke softly and sometimes harshly, and it seemed that he had been kicked badly.

Shen Yinqiu heard a few footsteps approaching, and then heard Wan Qisheng say: "What a coincidence, my sister-in-law is here too."

Shen Yinqiu has a black line on his head, young man, the Crown Prince is right in front of you, are you deliberately ignoring it like this?

"Since my sister-in-law is here, there is no need for a seat.

I and my sister-in-law will join us at the same table.

Let's get out of here."

Wan Qisheng sat down in a familiar manner.

Shen Yinqiu no longer wanted to speak.

Naya Shi looked at Wan Qiyan, and after receiving the latter's nod, he limped back, clutching his chest.

Shen Yinqiu glanced at Wan Qisheng and saw how hard this guy beat people.

"Sister-in-law, we are really destined to meet each other by chance at Hegui upstairs."

He took an empty cup, poured himself a cup of pear blossom wine, took a sip and said with disdain: "Is this considered wine?

It doesn't taste like wine at all. " Shen Yinqiu was too lazy to look at this lunatic and looked sideways out of the window with the back of her head facing him.

It was clear that he didn't want to talk.

Wan Qisheng had turned a blind eye to Wan Qiyan from the moment he showed up.

He focused on flirting with Shen Yinqiu.

Seeing that the back of her head was not annoying to him, he poured another glass of wine and said, "Sister-in-law, the back of your head is so beautiful."

Shen Yinqiu: ""I really want to throw wine in his face.

Wan Qiyan's jade-like fingers slowly rubbed the edge of the cup, and the smile on his face became gentler, but Shen Yinqiu seemed to look even colder.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you talk to me?

I will be very sad if you do this."

Shen Yinqiu looked at Wan Qiyan and silently compared the strength of the two people.

Then she found that he and Wan Qiyan combined were not as talkative as him.

This was a problem.

In case Wan Qiyan couldn't hold it back, the two started to move.

Come on, Wan Qiyan will still suffer the loss, it’s not a good deal So, she looked at Wan Qisheng and said, "Can you go back and forth from there?

The prince and I are alone, and you are completely hindering me."

Wan Qisheng then looked sideways at Wan Qiyan and said, "I heard that you are communicating with my sister-in-law."

Shen Yinqiu almost spit out a mouthful of water.

Is there something wrong with this Second Young Master Xiong?

Why does he never know what it means to look at people's faces, but when he thinks that his identity doesn't require looking at people's faces, he feels so hopeless.

Wan Qiyan only glanced at him lightly, and then continued to drink his wine.

With a smile, he continued to introduce the general layout of the entire capital to Shen Yinqiu, and where the high-ranking official residences that he would often come into contact with were located.

Shen Yinqiu memorized it very seriously, and occasionally asked questions.

The two of them asked and answered, and listened to what they said.

Sitting aside, Wan Qisheng felt as if he was transparent.

He patted the table and coughed twice, trying to attract the attention of the two, but they seemed not to hear and continued talking without even having time to pause.

"Master, are you okay?

Do you feel cold?"

The boy next to Wan Qisheng asked fearfully from outside the screen.

If the young master felt uncomfortable, the eldest princess would change them all.

If it's cheap it will be sold again.

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Wan Qisheng did not get the attention of those two people, but instead attracted the attention of the boy outside.

He had a good temper and yelled to get out, but the boy immediately fell silent.

Shen Yinqiu really couldn't figure out what Wan Qisheng's intention was in doing this, and he felt like he was taking pleasure in it.

Wan Qiyan looked at the time and asked, "Do you want to go for a walk on the street or go home?"

"I'm sleepy, let's go back."

Shen Yinqiu rubbed her eyes and said, because she didn't have anything to buy and didn't know where to go shopping.

Could it be that she took Wan Qiyan to go shopping for rouge and gouache?

It would be fun to think about it.

I'll go there next time.

Try it.

As soon as Shen Yinqiu stood up, an arm blocked him in front of him, "Is it fun to ignore me?"

"Is it fun to ignore the prince?"

Shen Yinqiu was not willing to be outdone.

I guess Wan Qisheng didn't know how to hit a woman.

"So you're venting your anger on his behalf."

Wan Qisheng seemed to have just noticed.

Wan Qisheng walked up to Shen Yinqiu and hit Wan Qisheng's elbow with skillful force.

Wan Qisheng only felt numb and fell down.

Wan Qisheng was not willing to give up, so he stepped forward and grabbed Wan Qiyan's collar with one hand, but because he was shorter than Wan Qiyan, he obviously lacked momentum.

Wan Qi Yan just looked at him.

Wan Qi Sheng was obviously angry, but for some reason he let go of his hand

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