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"Qin Lin, you take them to the dockyard to lift a soft frame and bring a few people to help." Thinking that these followers are not the people of the palace, they are not familiar with the palace, and the flowers are called. Qin Lin came over, "Right, take my medicine bag too."

Looking at the situation of Yu Xuan, I am afraid that it is not very good. For the sake of prevention, she is still prepared in advance.

Qin Ya had to call Qin Lin, but when he turned around, he saw that Qin Lin had been busy, and said: "Wang Hao, that medicine is in your room, my brother has more inconvenience, or a slave to get it." ”

"When you go, you have to go back soon."

At that time, Ping Ji, who had just entered the dockyard from the corner gate, found that most of the dockers were instructed by Qin Lin to go to work in Xuanxuan, and the prostitute who was able to serve in the house on weekdays was only Qin. Ya is a person, therefore, in addition to a few rough prostitutes, the dock is almost empty, naturally giving Ping Ji a chance.

She was hiding her hands in her sleeves, clenching her fists and wondering what she was holding, her face was slightly nervous, and she was extremely careful to avoid the niece who washed the laundry in the backyard and sneaked into the main room where the flowers were located.

Such a bold sneak into the room of the flower, she is the first time, the porcelain bottle pinched in the palm of her hand is wrapped in a thin layer of sweat because of her nervousness, as if she should always get out of her hands, she is busy again Lighten the pace, try not to make the slightest sound, and slowly walk towards the bedroom.

When she arrived at the bed of the flower, she stopped and held the small porcelain bottle in her hand. It was a nervous and hateful opening: "I’m not interested in this matter, but it has already happened. Then you will die with me."

She said, she took the embroidered pillow on the bed and put the porcelain bottle directly under the pillow.

I was trying to get the squad that had just been taken back in time, and the scorpion with the blood of the scorpion was stuffed into it. She flashed and flashed, and she couldn’t help but pinch the scorpion and muttered, "No, I can’t die, To die, it can only be that the monk himself goes to hell."

Thinking of this, she was busy thinking about it again and again in her mind, and then bent back to get the **** back again. Under such a bend, she was stunned.

Between the fingers, under the satin-embroidered pillow, in addition to the two objects that she only put in, there is a faintly exposed piece of paper. Ping Ji’s heart jumps, and the paper is pulled out and opened for viewing.

After I saw it, her face suddenly changed. The tension of the moment suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the corner of her lips evoked a very vicious smile. "It’s a flower, I’m not spending money. This time, I see you are not dead. I have to die too."

After that, she was afraid that someone would come in at this time, and she would re-stack the paper in her hand and take out the porcelain bottle under the pillow. After the pillow was restored to its original state, she would leave.

Steps have just taken two steps. Her eyes turned and stopped, and the porcelain bottle was turned into a potted plant in the house, which left.

When he arrived at the door, he got out of the future and ran into Qin Ya, who was in a hurry. The two almost slammed together.

"Mr. Ping?" Qin Ya stepped back two steps. When he saw the people, the face suddenly hangs a suspicious color. "How come you are here?"

Ping Ji some unnaturally avoid the ignorance of Qin Ya, clearing up the scorpion, taking out the posture of being the master of the government, and having a half-faced face. "I just came to plead with Wang Hao, you are so nervous. What?"