The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 242 Su Ling is here anyway
The important thing is that Chacha is surrounded by powerful experts who are secretly protecting her. Whenever she and Concubine Hua show up outside the palace, His Majesty will receive the news immediately.

It's really a confusing thing.

Concubine Ning told Concubine Hua that Her Majesty protected the masters behind Chacha.

Concubine Hua suddenly calmed down, thinking about countermeasures.

After a while, Concubine Hua said: "Yes, the masters arranged by His Majesty can only protect Chacha on the top, we can't run into the opposite side, as long as we pretend to be maids in the general's mansion, they will not be able to find us!"

Concubine Ning thinks this idea is feasible, as long as her Majesty doesn't find out, she can still see her daughter and come back before closing the palace gate at night. Concubine Ning admits that she was indeed moved by Concubine Hua.

Concubine Ning bit her lips hesitantly. Concubine Hua knew that Concubine Ning had been persuaded, so she directly made a decision for her: "That's it, let's let Xiangcao and Fangfang stay in the palace tomorrow and tell the outside world You have contracted the cold and are not feeling well, as long as Vanilla and Fangfang can keep their mouth shut, our actions tomorrow will be fine!"

Concubine Ning still has many concerns: "But what if Vanilla and Fangfang are discovered?"

Concubine Hua directly handed over this important task to Su Ling: "Then let Su Ling teach them experience. Anyway, Su Ling is also an experienced person, and she will definitely take care of the two apprentices, Vanilla and Fangfang!"

Su Ling: It's too difficult for me.

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When Xiao San and Gu Qin concealed their identities and went deep into the villages on the outskirts of the capital to explore, as soon as they entered the courtyard of the largest family in the village, it was full of dark villagers. False priests bow down.

The fake Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist uniform, with two beards, and his mouth was opening and closing as if he was reciting some spells. The villagers kowtowed very piously.

"May the gods bless you."

"May the gods bless you."

"May the gods bless you."

Xiao San stopped the sedan chair outside the yard, and the voices of the common people were like a torrent of bells, echoing in their ears.

Chacha stood by the car window, looking at the dark crowd outside, her big eyes showed puzzlement: "Little Sanhuangsu, why are they kowtowing to a strange sorghum that looks like an octopus?"

Xiao San replied: "Because they were all deceived, they are victims, and we are here to help them deal with the big villains today."

Chacha turned her head again, and asked naively, "Is that octopus a big villain?"

Xiao San couldn't help but pinch Chacha's fat baby face: "That's right."

Chacha immediately twitched her little brow into an upside-down character, and said angrily: "Then we must deal with the big villain!"

Murong Ying repeated that they were in the same carriage with Chacha, while Gu Qin was hiding outside in the dark, looking for the right time to collect evidence.

Outside the yard, a middle-aged woman rushed into the yard holding a pale three-year-old child in her arms with disheveled hair: "Live God! Live God! Please please please my son, he hasn't seen you for three days in a row. Eat something!"

The villagers who lined up behind were dissatisfied: "My daughter is also sick, and now so many people are waiting for the living god to see a doctor, you should line up at the back."

The middle-aged woman kept crying: "But my son is only three years old, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid he won't live long!"

The fake Taoist who kept closing the curtain narrowed his eyes: "Three years old?"

The middle-aged woman felt hopeful, and handed her three-year-old son up: "Yes! Three years old!"

(End of this chapter)