Hua Manlou was dumbfounded by her continuous curses.
He didn't expect Baiyin to say such embarrassing things in front of these people.
Wasn't this a deliberate slap in his face in public?
"Also, I have indeed been living in Xuan Mansion during this period.
So what's the matter?
I have nothing to do with Xuanyin.
If you feel panicked, then make it clear.
You are so weird here all day long."
Baiyin was completely angry. .
After scolding him, she directly pulled Li Ge over and said, "Daughter, let's go and I don't want to stay in this inn.
I'll follow you back."
Li Ge hurriedly supported the panting Bai Yin and shouted exaggeratedly: "Mom, be careful not to make my brother angry."
Especially the sound of the word "brother" is particularly loud.
After the two hurried out of the room, they made faces at each other.
Li Ge stuck out his tongue and whispered: "Mom, we won't make him angry and run away, right?"
Bai Yin rolled his eyes: "What I said is true.
If he continues to be so petty, I won't serve him all my life.
At worst, I will give him a child and then go wandering around the world."
Li Ge couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard his mother, who was in her thirties, saying such child-like angry words.
Hua Manlou watched Bai Yin leave the room, feeling a little anxious.
He was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Nan Rong: "Brother Hua, why are you so anxious?
Didn't you already ask your sister-in-law to leave?
It would be so shameless if I chased him."
He did this on purpose, as revenge for being tricked into taking laxatives by the two of them.
Hua Manlou's cheek twitched.
He said it was okay to leave, and it was okay not to leave.
Zimin shook his head and patted Nan Rong on the shoulder: "Now is not the time to joke around.
The people of Hua Mansion only have half a month."
After saying that, he said seriously: "Laohua, we now need you to imitate one of Xue Cong's skills.
Only in this way, my mother-in-law will not have to take the risk of going to Yangzhou to die."
Hua Manlou asked suspiciously: "What skill?"
"How to make silk masks" silk mask When Hua Manlou heard this, he was stunned: "I heard that right?
This kind of skill has appeared in Jianghu?"
Zimin nodded, took out a delicate box from his waist, opened it and handed it to him.
There was a mask as thin as cicada wings wrapped in ice in the box.
Its lifelike appearance made Hua Manlou startled: "This is not that Ah Xi."
"Yes, this is Ah Xi," Zimin said, "It's just that Xue Cong made it out of silk according to Ah Xi's appearance, and the method used is" "Gu Technique" Hua Manlou's expression darkened.
He could tell at a glance that the silk mask was made using Gu magic.
This is not something that ordinary craftsmen can create, but a masterpiece that requires good use of Gu magic and medical skills, as well as hands that are flexible and capable of surgery.
He frowned and suddenly raised his head to look at Zimin: "You want me to be Yin'er's mask and let someone else take his place in Beijing?"
Zimin laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't that old boy Vantage want my mother-in-law?
Then just follow his wishes."
Huamanlou was quite surprised: "Did you come up with some plan?"
Zimin blinked at him: "Why don't you ask so many questions if you don't want to do it yourself?"
Your Majesty, you lost a demon queen
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