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Chapter 11(2/2)

"The emperor gave us two swords, what treasure did Lin put?" I suddenly remembered this important question. Could it be an ancient artifact?

If this is the case, it would be useless to put it in Lin Fang's hands. If you go to ask Uncle Xiahou another day, you might be able to give it to me.

He probably saw my intention from my face and said contemptuously: "Don't think about it. Don't even think about the things the emperor gave. What's more, the emperor gave it to Alliance Leader Lin through my father..."

I looked at him frantically.

His thin lips opened lightly: "It's two hundred taels of gold, two big houses."

I was so surprised that I couldn't speak.

So envious, so jealous...

Suddenly, nine more beautiful singers came up and sat down next to the nine of them one by one.

One of them sat between Wen You and me, and leaned towards Wen You: "Young Master..."

It turned out that Lin Fang called the singer to accompany him.

The adults smiled. Suddenly, the second floor of Biqiong Building was filled with colorful colors.

Xiahou Ying sat upright like a mountain with a majestic expression. There was a more restrained woman sitting beside him. She just advised him to drink, but she didn't dare to say more;

A passionate woman sat beside Lin Fang, and her slender body was almost hanging on Lin Fang. Lin Fang held her waist with one hand and talked to the adults without changing his expression. But when I saw me, I found that when the woman's hands were touching him irregularly, he looked at the woman with a faint cold look.

That glance even I was creepy. The woman seemed to be stunned, but her hands were settled.

The other adults seemed to be very accustomed to this occasion. Even Lord Wen looked very enjoyable. He lowered his head and drank with the hands of the beautiful women beside him.

Wen You…

His face was even more silent than when I first saw him. The woman beside her called him with a soft voice and looked at him with a pitiful look. He was like a cold stone. He drank on his own. The woman reached out to his legs, and he grabbed it, looking at him with a cold look.

Although that glance was not as cold as Lin Fang's eyes, it was full of murderous aura.

The woman shivered and dared not speak anymore...

"Have you seen enough?" Wen You glanced at me with an ugly face, and his tone was indescribable.

I was watching with relish, why did this guy get angry at me?

"You are a woman, you don't know how to avoid such occasions, and you're so happy to watch... I really don't know..." Wen You was really angry and ordered to the singer coldly, "Pour wine for us."

Late at night, all the adults were tired, so Lin Fang arranged it and the singers were accompanied by the singers to rest. In the end, only Lin Fang, Xiahou Ying, Wen You, and me were left. Lin Fang sent several other singers to leave.

"Zi Su seems not to be beautiful?" Lin Fang said with a smile.

"Indeed, Wen Xuan laughed." Wen You said, "But some people are better than us. It's a pity that they gave birth to a daughter by mistake."

The other two looked at me with a smile, and it turned out that my excitement just now fell into their eyes.

He had to glar at Wen You with a hatred.

"Hong'er, are you tired? We still have to discuss many next arrangements. Why don't I send someone to take you back first?" Xiahou Ying smoothed out the situation for me.

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