Qian Jinjin nodded clearly, "Especially in the imperial family."

Zhan Beikuang smiled slightly, and his charming color was natural, "Just understand."

Qian Jinjin was obviously distracted by Zhan Beikuang's smile, and looked at him with his eyes straight and sighed, "Actually, when you smile, people can't resist at all. Don't be stern all day long, cold, just like a facial paralysis."

The man who was drinking alcohol suddenly squirted.

Is this a compliment, a compliment or a compliment?

Qian Jinjin did not know the first gambling house, but returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Although the man was too happy, Qian Jinjin didn't care about so much. She just wanted to go back and see Qian Wenli's frustrated face.

Just thinking about it makes me feel very happy.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is indeed in a low air pressure.

As soon as Qian Jinjin arrived, he came over happily and whispered in her ear, "Miss, when Lord Qian came back just now, his face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. You didn't see it, so you went back to the yard in anger. No one dared to comfort him. It was still Aunt Eighth, who was erect and sent him lotus seed soup with her belly."

"Isn't this kind of pleasing and behaved in a good way suitable for her?" Qian Jinjin was sarcastic indifferently.

He was very happy, "Does the lady want to go see it now or see it now?"

"What are you doing so excited? Be calm." Qian Jinjin deliberately raised his face and taught Shengqing a lesson before raising his red lips, "Of course I'm going to see it now."

"Ha ha……"

The laughter of the master and servant came from the corridor. The second aunt rushed over. When she saw Qian Jinjin, she frowned and said anxiously, "I heard from the maid that the master was furious after he came back from the morning court. Does Jinjin know what was going on?"

"I don't know, I just got home." Qian Jinjin pretended to be ignorant.

The second aunt looked worried, "I have never been able to speak or comfort people. Jin Jin, please go with me, and help me comfort the master."

Qian Jinjin was about to go, and when she made this suggestion, she naturally nodded, "Okay."

"Thank you," sighed.

When Qian Jinjin walked to Tsinghua University with her, she mentioned Qian Baozhu, "You asked me to find a good marriage for my third sister. I thought about it and found a good scholarly family. The other party is also very friendly and a good family."

Qian Jinjin took the initiative to mention it, which was unexpected by the second aunt. She stammered, "The master is in a bad mood now, so I'd better talk about such a thing later. I'm afraid that I'll make you unhappy."

"Okay." Qian Jinjin didn't care, and glanced away with a faint expression.

The second aunt's heart was beating like thunder. She was really afraid that Qian Jinjin would see the clues. She was so guilty that she turned her face away and walked a few steps faster.

How could Qian Jinjin not see the guilt of the second concubine?

It's just that she doesn't want to expose it.

Before we arrived at Tsinghua Park, we heard the comfort of the eighth aunt, "Master, it's over here, don't be angry. Stay there with the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood. Let's plan again. The most important thing is that it is already a happy thing if we didn't involve our Prime Minister's Mansion this time."

"After that being said, I have also invested a lot of effort this time. When I think of failure, I feel that everything has been wasted." Qian Wenli's somewhat disappointed voice came.
Chapter completed!