Ling Luoyu drew his eyes lightly and looked at Hall Master Ding with a smile.

"What do you mean, Hall Master Ding?"

Hall Master Ding: "..."

Things are here, what can he say! ?

Can't it be said?

Shao Zhu is here, saying no, it must be a guilty conscience, making him feel that everything in the past was a special scheme.

"Since Madam has said so, all right..."

He waved, called his confidant, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Yes!"

His confidant responded and bowed back.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall was a little strange.

Hall Master Ding's eyes wandered on Ling Luoyu and Shao Zhu: "Listen to Madam, and Nephew Shao Zhuxian...seems to know each other?!"

"It's just a fate..."

"see once??"

One side of fate is like an old friend for many years, talking to him? !

If this is really a good friend, I don't know how to cheat him Jin Pintang!

Hall Master Ding was indignant, but he also ignored one thing.

Strictly speaking, both Ling Luoyu and Shao Zhu at this time belonged to the original partners who were cheated.

So to a certain extent, they still have a tacit understanding-

Shao Zhu wanted to gain the upper hand in the game with Jin Pintang.

As for Ling Luoyu, he didn't want to let all his men in.

If Hall Master Ding is still using his previous routine, he can just borrow Mo Xuanchen's false name.

But now it seems that he is taking steps one step at a time. If he really wants to use Xin Qier to take the position and bring Mo Xuanchen under his command, then Ling Luoyu will do it.

Since he wanted to play a little bigger, Ling Luoyu simply stopped playing with him.

Hall Master Ding dug the pit himself, so just jump in it yourself! !

The three parties looked at each other and each had their own concerns.

The gurgling hot water came out along the spout of the kettle, steaming, but Xin Qier, who was sitting on the side, seemed to have not seen it.

She put her cheek in one hand, although her eyes were fixedly looking at the kettle, but she was not looking.

Judging from the arc of the corner of her mouth, she has been wandering nine days away.

"Miss..."

The maid Deng'er put down the tea leaves and petals, and hurriedly took the kettle from the small clay stove, but her hot palms and fingers hurt so much that she almost threw them away.

"Miss, what are you doing? You can't see such boiling water?"

Xin Qier still didn't hear her complaints, still motionless.

Deng'er couldn't help but put his warm hand on Xin Qier's cheek.

"Miss..."

"what"

With her cheeks hot, Xin Qier suddenly woke up, screamed, and slapped her hand away.

"Dead Lantern, what are you doing? It scared me..."

"Miss, you scared me!"

Deng'er complained, knelt down opposite her, and fetched all the tea utensils used to make tea.

"Miss, why are you in a daze? I have called you many times, and you can't hear... a pot of water, all of which are dried, and you can't see..."

"is it?"

Xin Qier's cheeks suddenly turned red, she couldn't help but stroke her eyes, very shy.

"Am I in a daze?"

It's okay for her not to do this, and Deng'er understands once she covers her face.

"Miss... are you thinking about the deputy hall master?"

"I do not have!!"

Xin Qier replied very firmly, but she couldn't stop her smile, pouring out from her eyes.

"Miss, you're all like this, haven't you?!"

Deng'er smiled and looked sideways, and looked at her eyes seriously.

"Miss, you wouldn't be serious...in the play, right?"