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Xia Baotou nodded slightly and said, "A dandy from the capital is said to be the eldest son of Duke An, named Bai Ping."

"White screen..."

The old lady frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on her face, and said after a while: "It seems that there is such a number one person."

After a pause, he asked again: "What is this person's character like?"

"this……"

Xia Captou's expression became a little strange.

"You are upright and not close to women?"

The middle-aged lady frowned even more tightly and asked in a deep voice.

When Xia Captou heard this, his expression became even weirder, he shook his head and said: "This man is as lustful as life. As soon as he entered Jianbei City, he took his wife to live in Lanxiang Pavilion, hung out with his maid all night, and even let the sword The Northern Magistrate looked for beauties for him and registered them for him to choose from. Just now, he raped women on the street. "

The old lady looked puzzled: "According to what you said, this man is extremely handsome, has strong blood, and comes from a noble family. He should have no shortage of women. Why is he robbing women from the streets on the street?"

Xia Captou said: "Firstly, that woman is pretty, and secondly, that woman is already married..."

The implication is that Ren is as good as Mr. Cao in his life.

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, he probably didn't expect that someone would reject him, and he became so angry that he did this."

When the old lady heard this, she nodded and agreed with her statement: "A dandy like him from the capital has always been arrogant and lawless. It is unexpected and reasonable to do such a thing. middle."

at this time.

Xia Captou suddenly thought of something and said: "By the way, elder, just now, she told her subordinates that if they want to save the woman, they should go find him at noon tomorrow. The implication seems to be that they should accompany them. he."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

The old lady thought for a few seconds, shook her head and said, "Don't go, let Wan'er accompany him."

Xia Captou was slightly startled and said in surprise: "The Holy Lady wants to take action personally?"

The old lady nodded slightly and said: "This is the order of the sect master. I think I want to take this opportunity to send Wan'er to the capital."

The master’s order!

Xia Baotou looked shocked and said no more.

The old lady looked at her, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Didn't you say that Prince An Guo asked the Jianbei Prefect to find beauties for him? Go and write Wan'er's name in the most conspicuous place."

"Yes! Elder!"

Xia Baotou bowed with his hands in hand.

"Go ahead."

"My subordinates resign."

Xia Captou saluted again, turned and left.

The old lady looked at her back with a thoughtful look on her face and murmured to herself: "The prince of Anguo, Bai Ping... The master of the clan has carefully trained Wan'er for more than ten years, and he hopes to use it on this person. gain something."

…………

Lanxiang Pavilion.

Ren Pingsheng threw the young woman he snatched onto the bed, raised his eyebrows, and joked with a smile: "I didn't expect that Miss Mo's acting skills are so good, and she also knows how to add drama to herself, but I don't know if there is really a husband in Chanzhou Mansion. Waiting for Miss Mo."

The young woman was curled up in a corner of the bed, her face full of fear, and she said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you talking to..."

Ren Pingsheng was startled for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, looked at the young woman, and frowned slightly.

Is it possible that this person is not Mo Qian pretending to be?

"I, my surname is Li, not Mo. The young master has admitted the wrong person. Can you let me go back? My husband is really still waiting for me..."

The young woman burst into tears as she spoke.

I can still see the pear blossoms with rain.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and said angrily: "There are no other people here, so there's no need to pretend."

The young woman acted even more frightened, her voice trembling: "Mr., what is the master talking about? Why can't I understand a word of it?"

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, stood up, walked to the edge of the bed, raised his hand, aimed at her and slapped her.

The moment when his hand is about to touch the woman.

She suddenly disappeared.

The next second, he appeared behind Ren Pingsheng again.

"Young Master is very domineering and will hit people if he disagrees..."

The young woman said pitifully.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her: "Is it fun?"

The young woman raised her eyebrows and said, "It's quite interesting."

The words fell.

She reached out and pulled off the mask on her face, revealing a charming face, that of Mo Qian.

"I have never clearly identified myself. How can you be sure that this person is me?"

Mo Qian stood there, looking straight at Ren Pingsheng, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Ren Pingsheng said lukewarmly: "On the whole street, you are the only one who exudes the charm of a vixen."

Charming?

Mo Qian pretended to be confused, sniffed his sleeves, and muttered to himself: "Why didn't I smell it?"

Ren Pingsheng walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "You have stayed in Qingqiu Mountain for too long, so naturally you can't smell it."

Mo Qian knew that he was just trying to excuse her, so she curled her lips and said, "No matter how long I stay in Qingqiu Mountain, I will still be a real dragon, not a fox."

After a pause, he asked again: "Will it be useful if you spend so much effort? I have heard this in the past two days. Even many disciples of the Hehuan Sect have never seen the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Just you, you can make her Lead it out?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mo Qian and asked, "It's just me, why not?"

Mo Qian was about to speak sarcastically, but when she glanced at his expressionless handsome face, she immediately stopped talking.

Honestly.

If she were a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, it would be difficult for her to ignore such a noble young man with vigorous blood and handsome appearance.

But.

Just relying on these, it should not be enough for the leader of the Hehuan Sect to personally go into battle.

After all.

Every cultivator who can cultivate to the fourth level is a dragon among men.

Even if they don’t have the self-discipline of an ascetic monk, they will not be moved by beauty.

Just when she was about to ask the doubts in her heart,

Ren Pingsheng took the initiative to explain: "As far as I know, the leader of the Hehuan Sect has always wanted to infiltrate his power to more distant places.

Now, a prince of a Duke's Mansion has come to her door. She can't just ignore it. Even if she won't go into battle herself, she will send her trusted confidants to fight.

I have asked the prefect of Jianbei to find a beauty for me. When the time comes, the one I like must be related to the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

If the other party is really cautious and unwilling to attack me from beginning to end, then I can only change my strategy and take the initiative to take down that captain Xia and the shopkeeper of Lanxiang Pavilion. Follow the clues and even if I can't dig out the big melon of the leader of the Hehuan Sect, I can dig out some small melons."

When Mo Qian heard this, his face showed a look of conviction and said, "That makes sense."

After a pause, he asked again: "Have you ever thought about what to do if the leader of the Hehuan Sect goes into battle in person and you can't beat her?"