As soon as Mo Lingxuan saw Jin Qiao'er behind him, she knew why he was unhappy, so she waved to her and said, "The two of you are becoming more interested, Situ Wuyou, you seem to be a I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking, but I have endless glory.”
Hearing her joke, Gongsun Zhe's originally slightly better face turned ugly now. Mo Lingxuan ignored him and walked directly to Jin Qiao'er, "Can Miss Jin visit your house?"
Jin Qiaoer nodded again and again. After the two discussed it, they were ready to leave. Before leaving, Jin Qiaoer forgot to ask Gongsun Zhe if he was going, but before he could speak, Mo Lingxuan said directly, "He probably has something to do. So don't ask him."
Jin Qiao'er's expression changed imperceptibly when she heard it, and then she couldn't say anything, so she immediately took Mo Lingxuan.
Gongsun Zhe breathed a sigh of relief after watching this annoying person go away. Ever since he was in the academy, Jin Qiao'er had been following him like a stalker every day, and no matter where he was hiding, she couldn't hide. Every day she kept going. Giving yourself this and that is not only embarrassing but also point-and-point.
No matter whether he was angry with her or persuaded her hard-heartedly, this Miss Jin just followed her with all her might.
In fact, Gongsun Zhe himself has not found out that when Jin Qiaoer is in trouble, he will help him even if he is bullied. Although he is disgusted with this ugly girl on the surface, he himself does not know that he has some heart. Accept the way she is about herself every day.
When Mo Lingxuan arrived at the Golden Mansion, she was already a little sighed about her life. The gate of Phnom Penh and the plaque of the Golden Mansion alone are estimated to be worth a lot of money. It is also exquisite and luxurious, the six kings are complete, the four seas are one, Shushanwu, and Afangchu. Covering more than 300 miles, isolated from the sun. Lishan turns north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang. The two rivers melted and flowed into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to one pavilion; the corridor waist is back and the eaves are high; Dishes, crawls, swirles of beehives, I don't know how many millions of them fall. The long bridge is lying on the wave, and there is no cloud and what dragon? Return to the road and go empty, not Ji He Hong? High and low Ming fans, do not know the West and East. The Getai is warm and the spring is mellow; the dance hall is cold and the wind and rain are desolate. Within a day, between a house, and the climate is not uniform.
There are white marble pillars in the four corners of the room, the surrounding walls are all carved from white stone bricks, orchids carved from gold bloom coquettishly among the white stones, the blue gauze curtains are rippling with the wind, and the green marks are standing on this high. In the ten-meter building, if it weren't for the calmness unique to the killer, he would have fainted long ago, and two words kept popping up in his mind: luxury.
Mo Lingxuan couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She didn't know how much it would cost for such a luxurious house, and she didn't know how big the golden mansion was.
Moreover, the maid in this mansion alone, Xiao Si, is estimated to have more than 100 people. Sure enough, the rich are all from the Jin family. Mo Lingxuan couldn't help but think with a cheeky heart. Fortunately, she has now made this local tyrant as a friend.
Jin Qiaoer took her directly back to her room. The faint fragrance of sandalwood filled her side, and the sunbeams shone through the hollow carved windows. She looked at it carefully, and there was a soft wooden bed under her body. Carved decoration is
Bufan, with a brocade quilt on his body, turned sideways, and the boudoir of an ancient woman came into view. The guqin stood in the corner, and the bronze mirror was placed on the wooden dressing table. The whole room was so fresh and leisurely.