"Younger martial sister Shen is still powerful! With such a comparison, young master Li is far from it!"

    "If you say so, is the second master our patron of Qingqing? Haven''t you known Qingqing for a long time?"

    These words were thrown into the pool like a stone, and instantly aroused circles of ripples.

    "Yes, so the second master is the patron of elder martial sister Shen?"

    "My God, it''s terrible to think about it! Fortunately, we didn''t make elder martial sister Shen angry before, otherwise we would have to take off the skin if we didn''t die!"

    People chattered and chatted, but only one person dimmed his eyes and carried the box silently in the crowd.

    Chunhong didn''t go to today''s stage. Anyway, it was Shen Wanqing''s play. She didn''t want to hear it. In addition, she didn''t go directly because she caught a cold. She took a rest in the play team.

    When they came back, only a few people discussed it, and she didn''t know.

    But when Shen Wanqing came in with Jing Yanxiu, Chunhong was surprised.

    The man next to Shen Wanqing was in a military uniform, tall and straight, cold and lazy. At a glance, he knew he was not an ordinary person.

    Later, after listening to their discussion, Chunhong knew that the man was the rumored second master Jing - the man who made a decisive decision to kill and kill, but guarded them in Peiping. That is an unattainable God.

    Chunhong was like being struck by a lightning bolt. She was like petrified there.

    How could

    How could Shen Wanqing be with the second master

    At the beginning, Chunhong still vowed to analyze the relationship between Shen Wanqing, Jing Yanxiu and Li Shijin.

    She said that Shen Wanqing wanted to climb Jing Yanxiu, but he didn''t, so he had to put his goal back on Li Shijin.

    Now when I think of it, what I said at that time was like a slap in the face. It was hot and painful, and I couldn''t lift my head.

    Xiulian on one side looked gloomily at the figure they left, looked at the closed door and held her fist tightly.

    As for this side, after the door was closed, Shen Wanqing looked at the room that was more than a little shabby compared with the cold garden, and felt a little embarrassed.

    She coughed softly. "Well, second master, sit down first and I''ll pour you a cup of tea."

    The master who simply came in didn''t dislike the environment here. After nodding slightly, he sat on the Kang coldly and calmly.

    The snow-white long finger was raised, and the general''s hat, which was neither cold nor light, was taken off. The slightly messy black hair slightly covered the eyebrows, the big hand brushed over the forehead, and the broken hair was lifted.

    He leaned lightly against the wall, his military green uniform was slim, his long legs were carelessly slightly stacked, and his snow-white long fingers were lazily put on the small table on the Kang.

    There was a faint incense in the room, and a milk fragrance that could not be smelled without careful smell.

    Jing Yanxiu lazily raised his long eyelashes and slightly narrowed half of his eyes. His eyes were very bright. His eyes fell on the girl who was pouring tea for herself.

    Soon after pouring tea, Shen Wanqing turned and walked over with two cups of tea and put a cup of tea in front of Jing Yanxiu.

    She sat down and took a sip of tea. Then she said, "second Lord, tea is not a good tea. I can''t drink it. But it''s not bitter if it can quench my thirst. If it doesn''t suit my appetite, don''t drink it."