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Chapter 97: Chapter 97

    

are even more afraid that the empress dowager will do it.(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({});can only bump all the way, and in a trance, the carriage goes out of town.after the Empress D...but Yan Xijiao is well protected by the procuress in the green house, because only in this way can she sell for a higher price when she comes out of the cabinet.

fortunately, Yan Yuantong found Yan Xijiao before she left the cabinet. Yan Xijiao recognized her daughter according to a butterfly birthmark on her shoulder. Originally, it was impossible for the procuress of the green house to give away Yan Xijiao, a cash cow, but Yan Yuantong was quite famous in that generation and was grateful to the procuress of the green house, so Yan Xijiao was able to leave the green house with a perfect body.

although Yan Xijiao is now a woman of a good family, she grew up in a green house after all. The skills professionally trained in the green house have not been forgotten, and they will play and sing there with musical instruments every day.

Wu Zhi stood for a moment, feeling that it was almost time to turn around and leave. Yan Xijiao stopped playing and singing. She turned slowly and saluted Wu Zhi Yingying.

"Master, this is because I think Nu's singing is not good. Are you leaving "

Wuzhi paused slightly, then smiled and said, "No, Miss Yan has a sweet voice and is very skillful at playing the pipa." It's just. "

"but what"

Wu Zhi walked up to Yan Xijiao with a smile. He sat on the other side of the pavilion. Try to keep a distance from Yan Xijiao so as not to gossip. "

" is mainly about Miss Yan. These harmonious songs you sang seem a little ordinary to me. If you can change some tunes, you should be able to set off your ethereal voice. "

Yan Xijiao grinned.

she has heard too many chat-up lines like Wuzhi.

in the past, when I was in the green house, I don't know how many talented scholars and beauties tried their best to get close to her and saw her appearance, so they used this semi-aggressive method.

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Yan Xijiao habitually echoed: "I don't know, does the owner have any tunes that can set off the slave's voice"

usually, when Yan Xijiao says this, those boys will scratch their heads and burn their ears, and they won't be able to produce anything for a long time.

to Yan Xijiao's surprise, Wu Zhiche smiled: "Yes, I happen to have a song for you to sing."

"really"

the way Yan Xijiao looks at Wu Zhi is very unusual.

she was originally a Sakuran. In that kind of amorous place, she was used to the so-called flirtatious talents and rich and noble people, but the present Wu Zhi gave Yan Xijiao a very different feeling.

first of all, Wuzhi saved the whole family's life.

the second is Yan Yuantong, who usually looks higher than the top, and keeps praising Wuzhi, the owner of the farm.

Yan Yuantong has a deep-rooted fame and status in Daming House. Had it not been for Liang Zhongshu's search for the ointment of the people, his family would not have fled overnight.

among the 100000 birthday programs given to Cai Jing by Liang Zhongshu, at least 40, 000 are their property!

when he first came to a pillow water villa, Yan Yuantong whispered to Yan Xijiao's mother and daughter. When he finished building the pillow water villa, he went to Yuncheng County to join his relatives.

but in the past two days, Yan Yuantong was as excited as chicken blood. Even when eating, he will keep praising Wu Zhi.

boast that he is knowledgeable, talented, far-sighted, arrogant, and is the dragon and Phoenix among people!

his Yan Yuantong will devote his whole life to building Pillow Water Villa! Even if you die, you will die in this pillow water villa!

the more such his father is, the more curious Yan Xijiao, as a daughter, becomes more and more curious about Wu Zhi.at her now that she was already a white jade stick."Doll, don't you want to compete with your husband"and just as Pan Jinlian was about to open her mouth, there was a sudden sound outside the door tha...