Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2770 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (16)

  Anyone who was so close to him was thrown out.

   And Bai Weiwei was the first one to step into Lu Xinglan's courtyard.

  The woman who can still stay there.

  The news that she will move into the yard tomorrow has already flown away.

   And Mother Lu happily rewarded many slaves.

   Said that his son's illness was cured.

  The antidote turned out to be Bai Weiwei.

   Those who had rolled their eyes at her before regretted it.

  I can't wait to hug my thigh immediately.

  If Bai Weiwei could really get into Lu Xinglan's bed, she would be lucky to have a child.

  That is a golden thigh.

  After hearing the news, the two maidservants became anxious, and immediately came to show their courtesy.

  Bai Weiwei showed a friendly smile.

   "The two sisters don't have to be like this, it's too troublesome."

   After speaking, she naturally reached out and took the food boxes in their hands.

   Order the kitchen to make extra food.

  That would cost money.

  Bai Weiwei happened to be hungry, and someone delivered takeaway for nothing.

  The two maidservants looked at the food box in pain.

  In order to show sincerity, the chef spent a lot of money on this supper, so the chef made it with good ingredients.

   Still thinking if Bai Weiwei would not be polite.

  They can enjoy it tonight too.

   After all, usually, it takes so much money to cook such a meal.

  The maidservant was also reluctant.

  Bai Weiwei carried the food box and walked directly into the room.

   "It was getting late that day, so the two sisters had better leave."

   The two maidservants originally thought that Bai Weiwei would take them to the yard to serve them tomorrow.

   The result must not speak.

  The door is already closed.

  The bolt was also dropped, and the sound was clear and loud, like a slap in the face.

  Bai Weiwei opened the food box and knew it was not poisonous.

   After all, these two women know exactly what they want, so there is no reason to poison her.

   So she had a good meal.

   When drinking soup, let the system light up the poison with red dots.

   There are also toxic reactions in the body.

  The system asked strangely: "Are you trying to frame them?"

Bai Weiwei ate and drank enough, "I read Zhai Dou Wen recently, and I waited for someone to frame me every day. Finally, a food box was delivered with great difficulty. There were no scorpions, poisonous snakes and centipedes, and the food did not contain poisons such as oleander and musk. "

  What the **** are oleander and musk.

   This is obviously Gong Douwen's routine drug.

  Bai Weiwei: "So I'm here to increase the fun of the house fight? There must be one of the domineering routines of drugging and framing."

system:"…"

  The host was already scumbag and had no opponents.

   So just make your own opponents?

  Because they didn't frame her.

  She is going to set up a frame to frame others.

  This black heart...is really his host.

  The next day.

   Shutong went to call someone with a blank face.

  Lu Xinglan has drawn all the maps and is making a sand table.

  He does the same thing.

  The man was wearing a white robe, and his long hair was casually draped and not tied up.

   There is a little more loose feeling at home.

  His eyes were deep and calm, thinking about the soldiers on the frontier and the layout of the capital.

  When you open a geography book at will and check whether the map is correct.

   Half a piece of crabapple petals sandwiched.

  I didn’t pick it up last night.

  Lu Xinglan's eyes paused, then he looked up at the door as if nothing had happened.

   Xin Wu has been gone for a long time.

  Just as Lu Xinglan thought so, he saw Xin Wu appearing at the door.

  But he didn't see that petite figure.

  He didn't say anything, instead he picked up the book and flipped through it leisurely.

  The indifferent appearance, unusually calm.

   Didn't even ask why no one was there.

  Xin’s facial paralysis remains the same, “I’m sick.”

  Lu Xinglan flicked his fingers while turning the pages of the book, and raised his calm eyes lightly.

"What disease?"

   Last night, good night

  (end of this chapter)