Chapter 1508
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"Junior Sister Shen is still the best! In comparison, that Young Master Li is far from her! "
"If that's the case, could it be that the Second Master is Qingqing's backer? Then wouldn't the Second Master and Qingqing have known each other for a long time?! "
These words were like a stone thrown into a pool of water, instantly stirring up circles of ripples.
"Yeah, so the Second Master is Senior Sister Shen's backer?"
"Oh my god, it's too scary just thinking about it! Luckily, we didn't make Senior Sister Shen angry before. Otherwise, with the Second Master here, even if we don't die, we'll be skinned alive! "
Everyone was chatting with each other. Only one person's eyes dimmed as he silently moved the box in the crowd.
Chunhong didn't participate in today's performance. Anyway, it was Shen Wanqing's performance, and she didn't want to listen. Plus, she caught a cold, so she didn't go and rested with the troupe.
After everyone came back, there were only a few people discussing, so she didn't know either.
But when Shen Wanqing came in with Jing Yanxiu, Chunhong was shocked.
The man beside Shen Wanqing was dressed in a military uniform. His posture was tall and straight, and he was cold and lazy. With one look, she knew that he wasn't an ordinary person.
After listening to their discussion, Chunhong found out that the man was the rumored Second Master Jing — the man who was decisive and ruthless outside, but who protected Beijing. He was a god that couldn't be reached.
Chunhong felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She was petrified on the spot.
How could it be …
How could Shen Wanqing be with the Second Master …
Chunhong was still analyzing the relationship between Shen Wanqing, Jing Yanxiu, and Li Shijin with everyone in the courtyard.
She said that Shen Wanqing wanted to get close to Jing Yanxiu but didn't, so she could only put her target back on Li Shijin.
Now that she thought about it, what she said at that time was like a slap on her face. It was burning with pain, and she felt so ashamed that she couldn't raise her head.
Xiulian, who was standing by the side, stared gloomily at the two of them as they left. She looked at the tightly shut door and clenched her fists tightly.
As for this side, after the door was closed, Shen Wanqing looked at the room that was clearly much simpler than the Cold Courtyard and felt a little awkward.
She coughed lightly. "Well, Second Master, please take a seat first. I'll go pour you a cup of tea."
The man who came in did not dislike the environment here. After slightly nodding his head, he sat down on the kang bed in an extremely cold and calm manner.
She lifted her snow-white fingers and took off her military cap indifferently. His slightly messy black hair slightly covered his eyes and brows. His big hand brushed his forehead, lifting the loose strands of hair.
He leaned against the wall indifferently. His long legs were casually crossed, and his long white fingers were lazily resting on the small table on the kang bed.
There was a faint scent of incense in the room, as well as a milky fragrance that could not be detected if one did not smell it carefully.
Jing Yanxiu lazily lifted his long eyelashes and narrowed half his eyes. His eyes were extremely bright as they fell on the girl who was pouring tea for him.
After pouring tea, Shen Wanqing turned and walked over with two cups of tea, placing one cup in front of Jing Yanxiu.
She sat down and drank a mouthful of tea, then said, "Second Master, these tea leaves are not good tea leaves. I can't tell if it's good or not, but it can quench your thirst. This tea is also not bitter. If it's not to your taste, then don't drink it. "
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