Chapter 1193: A Few Deep, A Few Sentiments (2)

Night, deep sorrow.

Hua Yan sorted out the clues, told the matter one by one, and then lowered her eyes.

Qin Chuan Gongzi said: "The immortal crane in their mouth is a refining master who has never shown up, with a strange temperament, and never follows the routine of trading yuan weapons, few people know where his yuan weapons will be sold, it is pure luck to be able to buy his yuan weapons, no wonder Mrs. Shanni will value it so much." ”

"What then?" Hua Yan asked.

She thought about it for a long time, and she was willful at that time, afraid of retaliation.

After all, Middle-earth is not the Kingdom of Hua and the Kingdom of Feng, and the small troubles will become bigger and bigger, and they will become big troubles that cannot be solved.

Qin Chuan Gongzi said, "What do you think? ”

I really know her.

Hua Yan hooked her lips helplessly, "I did think of a way, if there is a middleman, I plan to find an identical rosary to give to Mrs. Shanni." ”

Let Sister Yue hand over the prayer beads, she is reluctant!

Prince Qin Chuan sighed, shook his head and said, "The reason why Lord Xianhe's works are hard to find is because his methods cannot be copied. ”

Pulling her lips, she said, "A concubine, what kind of eyesight can she have, it is the same yuan, can she still see the difference?" ”

"It's true, Mrs. Shanni may not be able to see it, but the Murong family is there, and there are many knowledgeable people, so it's not easy to deceive the past."

Hua Yan cut off, "When the time comes, we will all enter the temple, and no matter how long her hand is, she won't be able to reach in, right?" Luckily, she didn't see it when we left Middle-earth. ”

Leave?

The depths of Qin Chuan's eyes shook slightly.

He said: "Concealing it for a while is a moment, and this is trying to rule the law but not cure the root cause." ”

Hua Yan kicked the pebbles at her feet and fell into the river with a pop.

It may be anger, "I'm not curing the disease, what kind of specimen is divided." What do you think, you say! ”

Thinking about the Murong family, especially Murong Jun's style of acting, Prince Qin Chuan sighed slightly.

It's a bit tricky.

However, no matter how to say this, Hua Yan and several people stand still.

It's a pity that Xuanwu City is a fist, not a realm of reason.

After a pause, he said, "I know a man who would do something to confuse the real thing, and for a while, if nothing else, Mrs. Shanny would indeed be difficult to find out." ”

Hua Yan breathed a sigh of relief and jokingly hammered his shoulder, "It's very well-connected." ”

The man staggered a step, looked helpless, and said, "However, you still need a real rosary to fake it." ”

"I thought of it a long time ago, but I asked my sister to take out the rosary, I didn't agree! She's already put it on, and I don't want her to take it off for the rest of my life. ”

Qin Chuan twisted his eyebrows, there is nothing, how can he fake?

It's a bit embarrassing.

"But I drew a picture, you see."

Hua Yan opened a picture scroll, and the exquisite rosary pattern fell within the sight of Qin Chuan Gongzi.

That painting skill......

He was shocked.

"You drew it?"

Hua Yan looked up proudly, "How is it, it's not bad, right?" ”

The old lady has a lot of secrets!

The old lady is a mysterious woman who combines all kinds of secrets!

"Is this painting enough?" Hua Yan said.

"Hmm."

Prince Qin Chuan put the painting away.

The matter was settled, and the two had no reason to speak, and the quiet atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Then I'm leaving, I'm so sleepy." She had planned to sleep beautifully.

Turn around.

"Huayan."

Qin Chuan Gongzi stepped forward and suddenly called her name.

"Huh?"

Huayan turned around.

Qin Chuan Gongzi said: "You don't have anything else, do you want to ask me?" ”

I hate this man, and she has to take the initiative in this kind of thing.

Hua Yan really had something to ask, but just as she was about to ask, a child's cry suddenly came.

"Daddy! Daddy! ”

Hua Yan tightened her hands, "There shouldn't be anything to ask." ”