After rebirth, the female supporting role only wanted to have a grand funeral

Chapter 332
Now, the group of people brought by Shen Shangshu has a direction, has business to do, and the time has become regular.

In the morning when it was bright, I went downstairs, and began to record every word Chen Shuo said verbatim. Several people took turns, and they were not tired, but they were extremely boring. can end when.

The main reason is that Chen Shuo's voice will be unbearable if he talks from morning to night.

After all, he is also the magistrate of Yangzhou. Even if he is a bit useless, he still has to save the face that should be saved for him. In the officialdom, he can't do things absolutely.

In short, no matter what Shen Shangshu thought in his heart, they could move freely at dusk every day, that was certain.

So, when dusk came, everyone had just watched Chen Shuo leave with his vain steps, and before they could regain their senses, they saw a slender and tall figure walking behind him.

Everyone blinked and looked at each other.

If they read correctly, that figure is Jing Xing, right?

In such a hurry?
Shen Shangshu on the side was holding a teacup, looking as expected.

In fact, this morning Jing Xing did not chase out directly, but went after completing the day's work step by step, which already surprised Shen Shangshu.

Unexpectedly, this young master of the Jing family turned out to be a calm one.

Not confused.

When Jing Xing rushed to Cangyuan, he was shocked by the scene as soon as he opened the door.

Shocked, he couldn't even move a step.

I saw that in the elegant courtyard where there were only flowers and plants, now there are many more...

handsome face...

man……

These men were sitting on the ground. Although their clothes were neat, they still couldn't conceal the seductiveness that radiated from the bone to the skin, from the inside out.

seductive.

Although it is very inappropriate to describe a man as seductive, this is indeed the most appropriate description.

Jing Xing's face was sullen, and there was a bit of coldness in his peach eyes.

It seems that his little girl might be happier without him?

No, his little girl is very well-behaved, these people must have been found by Lu Yingche.

I don't know what this cousin was thinking, but he just got a group of people from nowhere and dared to send them to Xue Shu!
His eyes scanned the yard, and he paused slightly when his eyes fell on the woman sitting cross-legged among the men.

After a while, he looked away lightly again.

Hongya.

That's fine.

Jing Xing stepped up, swaggered into the courtyard, and then went to the bedroom.

He is such a living person, both his appearance and temperament are extremely eye-catching, so naturally he attracted the attention of the audience as soon as he appeared.

"Miss Hong Ling, who is this young master?" A man with slender eyebrows raised his eyebrows, his tone seemed a little careless, but when he listened carefully, he could hear the slightest trace of jealousy in his tone, even Hong Ling couldn't help it. His ears turned red from the sound.

"Miss Hongling, can't we be satisfied with so many of us?" This man was much more straightforward than the man just now, and his tone of voice was aggrieved, as if he had been let down by some heartless man.

But at this time, the heartless man was sitting on the ground without looking sideways, not even daring to glance at him randomly, as if he was sitting upright.

Looking at the men with different reactions, Jing Xing's eyes turned cold, and he walked straight to the side of the bedroom without stopping.

The men present knew who was behind that door.

Not only was that woman extremely beautiful, but she also seemed to be from the capital, so her generosity in calling them all together was undeniable.

Rich and beautiful.

Who doesn't want to hook up?
It's just that they have a bad temper, saying that they can only stay in the yard, dare to take a step closer to the bedroom, and their legs are broken.

But for rich women, it’s okay to have a bad temper. Anyway, I have given them all the money that should be given to them, and I have returned a lot of money. It's easier to relax and play than to stay in the museum.

It is difficult for people to agree on their ideas, and there must be some people who want to seek wealth and wealth in their hearts, and want to embrace this golden thigh and seek greater wealth for themselves.

In the eyes of everyone outside, Jing Xing was the latter.

Although Jing Xing's demeanor was too cold and noble, as if he was really a nobleman, but in the eyes of those people, he was just pretending to be decent.

It's not like they haven't seen such a person before.

People who think highly of themselves, but often fail to position themselves properly, often end up miserable.

So everyone turned their heads sideways, wanting to see if the man's leg would really be broken.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xing opened the door and entered in one go, extremely smooth.

Now, the expressions on the faces of the men in the yard froze.

Co-authoring... People dropped such a sentence, was it to scare them on purpose?
In fact, there is no one guarding it at all?
Maybe, the girl inside is still looking forward to who can open the door and walk in?
As a result, a group of them only knew to sit outside, and no one dared to step forward!
Everyone sighed wistfully, thinking that if they were a little more daring, wouldn't they be hugging the golden thighs by now?
Hong Ling glanced at the slightly fluttering heart, she coughed, and then with a "clang", a short sword plunged straight into the small table in front of her, the blade sank deep into the table, leaving only A cold glow and a sword hilt.

"be honest!"

Seeing that Hong Ling, who only knew how to enjoy herself a moment ago, suddenly turned her face like a fool, everyone lowered their heads one after another, not daring to think about it.

Co-authoring doesn't mean breaking your leg when you get close to the bedroom, but breaking your leg when you leave Hong Ling.

Shouldn't you just sit down?

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Jing walked into the bedroom, first looked around the room, and saw that the bedroom was clean and there was no strange smell, so he was a little relieved.

Going further in and crossing the veil, one saw Xue Shu and Qingyu's master and servant lying on the bed facing inward, the other sitting by the bed, and the other was holding a book of stories in his hand, reading it with gusto.

Sensing that someone was approaching, Qingyu immediately became vigilant, and looked straight at the person coming with a pair of sharp eyes that were rarely seen.

Then, the sharpness in the eyes disappeared completely, and the indifferent look of the past returned.

Qingyu neatly closed the book and walked away.

She didn't have light skills, and there was a sound when she stepped on the ground. Xue Shu turned her head and saw Jing Xing sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Four eyes facing each other.

A little embarrassing.

Xue Shu looked away first, and then looked at the script. As for whether she read it, it is unknown.

With a smile on the corner of Jing Xing's mouth, he bent down slightly, stretched out his hand and took the scripture away: "Next time, you can't lie down and read, it's not good for your eyes."

(End of this chapter)