Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 647

Zhan Yuanxuan nodded thoughtfully, and spoke after a moment of silence, "Is Murong Tianyun in contact with the ministers in the court?"

Murong Qingxue thought for a while and then shook her head, "No, since the old lady's Gu worm was found out to be made by Aunt Zhao in the prime minister's mansion, he has never met those ministers in the court again."

"What about the one in the harem? What's going on?"

"She sent a letter to my father before, but I intercepted it halfway. My father never read her letter at all. People who believe in the harem don't believe him anymore."

"Very good." Zhan Yuanxuan got up quickly, "Qingxue, thank you for your hard work. Go back and stare."

"Yes, master, then Qingxue will leave first." As soon as she finished speaking, she retreated slowly.

As soon as Qingxue left, Zhan Yuanxuan stepped out of the room and said in a low voice, "Cold-blooded, follow me into the palace."

"Yes, master."

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Qian Simimei and Wu Wenhua walked around the capital in order to find the old man with the white beard.

"Excuse me, have you seen an old man with a white beard and white hair?" Qian Simmei casually pulled a passerby and asked in a hoarse voice.

Before she could finish speaking, the visitor hurriedly waved his hands, "I didn't see it, I didn't see it." Then he left.

Qian Simmei sighed in disappointment, she couldn't remember how many people she asked today.

Everyone told her that they hadn't seen it. The entire capital is so big. Could it be that the old man with the white beard could grow wings and fly.

"Mei'er, why don't we take a rest first, eat something before looking for something?" Wu Wenhua said in a low voice.

Right now, Qian Simmei is in a fit of anger, and besides, it's all because of him that she got into this state.

Hearing this, Qian Simmei glared at Wu Wenhua, and said sharply, "If you're hungry, eat it yourself."

Wu Wenhua bowed his head a little guilty after being stared at, and bit his lip, "Aren't I afraid that you will be hungry? Actually, I'm not hungry. If I don't find this white-bearded old man tonight, I really won't eat."

Wu Wenhua stroked his already hungry rumbling stomach, puffed out his chest and said.

Qian Simmei glanced at him angrily, said nothing, and continued to walk forward.

Walking through the streets and alleys, when she suddenly saw an old man in white clothes, Qian Simmei hurried forward a few steps, "Wait a minute, wait a moment."

The old man in white clothes turned around, and Wu Wenhua, who had a good look at the other party, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man, shook him vigorously, and asked anxiously, "Tell me, tell me, where did you sell my son?" , tell me quickly, you..."

This person was none other than the old man with white beard and white hair, and he was finally found.

The old man with white beard was dizzy when Wu Wenhua shook him, "Don't shake it, I'm dizzy."

Qian Simmei grabbed Wu Wenhua and told him not to shake it anymore, "Quickly tell me, where did you get my son?"

The white-bearded old man glanced at Qian Simmei, then at Wu Wenhua, pointed at Wu Wenhua, and said, "You...it's you who caused me to lose 1000 taels. Hurry up and return my 1000 taels."

"My son, where did you sell my son?" Wu Wenhua asked loudly, "Where did you sell that kid that day at the entrance of the alley? Tell me quickly."

"What are you selling?" The old man with white beard patted his thigh regretfully and said, "That kid ran away."

"Run away?" Qian Simi and Wu Wenhua asked in unison.

"You still said, quickly return the 1000 taels to me. The child ran away, and I lost 1000 taels for nothing, 1000 taels..."

When Qian Simi and Wu Wenhua heard it, they didn't care so much, and quickly disappeared in front of the white-bearded old man.

(End of this chapter)