Meng Qianqian met the Fourth Master in a wheelchair in the study.


    Compared with the last time, he seems to have not changed much. He still looks like a businessman. He seems easy-going, but actually shrewd. His too handsome facial features can easily ignore the sinister flashing inadvertently in his eyes.


    He looked at Meng Qianqian: "I should call you Lord Yinhu or Mrs. Lu."


    Meng Qianqian said: "It''s up to you."


    He looked at the man beside Meng Qianqian again: "This one next to him is—"


    Han Ci bowed lightly: "Kinwu Guard Han Ci."


    The Fourth Master smiled and said, "The small shop and small business should not have done anything. He actually asked the Twelve Guards and Jinwu Guard to visit at the same time. I feel a little nervous."


    Meng Qianqian did not go around in circles with him, and opened the skylight and said in a bright voice: "My personal maid is missing in the market. She is young and ignorant, and she trespassed on precious land. She asked the Fourth Master to raise her hands and ask me to take my little sister back."


    "Is a maid worthy of mobilizing so many people?"


    Meng Qianqian opened the portrait and said without changing her face: "She stole the treasures of Miaojiang. As her master, I cannot refuse to blame. I must find her, otherwise the Miao King will fall and I am afraid that my status will be lost."


    "Oh?" The Fourth Master looked at the portrait suspiciously, "I am so handsome, I don''t look like an ordinary maid."


    Meng Qianqian said calmly: "I have always had a high vision of people. If the Fourth Master is not satisfied with his maid, I will choose a few good ones to send to the Fourth Master."


    The Fourth Master said with a funny look: "What evidence do you have? She was missing in the market? Has anyone seen her?"


    Meng Qianqian said calmly: "Fourth Master, I''m not here to discuss with you. If you don''t eat the toast, then I can only come here."


    The Fourth Master smiled sinisterly: "Are you threatening me?"


    Meng Qianqian stretched out her hand, pulled out a dagger from her waist with the other hand, and suddenly slashed the palm of her left hand, and blood splattered the Fourth Master''s face.


    Meng Qianqian threw the dagger on the Fourth Master''s table: "You assassinate the twelve guards and the imperial concubines of the court, and you should be killed according to the law."


    The Fourth Master looked at the blood dripping from Meng Qianqian''s hands in a steady state. After a moment, he smiled uncontrollably: "Meng Xiaojiu, you are an interesting person. Although I don''t think your threat is very useful, I admire you very much. You reminded me of an old friend, okay, I will sell you this face."


    Meng Qianqian''s eyes moved.


    The Fourth Master said again: "I have a condition to arrest her and leave it to me for disposal. I promise to satisfy you."


    Meng Qianqian thought for a while: "Okay."


    The Fourth Master called a friend and whispered a few words in his ear.


    The guy hurried out of the casino, and about a quarter of an hour later, the guy returned to the study.


    After hearing his whisper, the Fourth Master sighed: "You are late and you are no longer in the market, but I can tell you where they sold your maid."


    Meng Qianqian said seriously: "Say."


    The Fourth Master said, "Wanhualou."


    …


    "Fourth brother! Fourth brother!"


    The young man in white looked at Meng Qianqian and Han Ci''s back as they quickly left, hurried upstairs, and suddenly pushed open the door of the study, "What did that girl ask you for? Why didn''t she bet money with me? Are you not letting her bet with me?"


    The Fourth Master did not answer him, but picked up the **** dagger on the table, wiped a drop of blood from his pale fingers, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and looked at it.


    Meng Qianqian and Han Ci went downstairs.


    Tan''er was young and Meng Qianqian refused to allow her to enter the gambling house, so she squatted at the door to draw a turtle.


    After finally waiting for Meng Qianqian to come out, she saw her hands full of blood.


    Her little face suddenly sank and she threw the charcoal pen in her hand: "Which **** hurts her sister? Uh, go and kill him!"


    Meng Qianqian stopped her: "No, do the serious business first."


    Tan''er stamped her feet: "Sister''s business is just a matter of justice!"


    "Buy candied haws for you."


    "don''t want!"


    The candied haws couldn''t coax them, and the little girl was really angry.


    Meng Qianqian whispered: "Remember this account first. Let''s beat him up next time, okay?"


    Tan''er curled her lips unwillingly: "Okay."


    Meng Qianqian went to the restaurant and told Liu Qingyun and Bai Qingchen about Bai Yuwei''s whereabouts.


    "Wanhualou is a force of the Prime Minister''s Office. This matter should not be a big deal. Once the Prime Minister''s Office knows it, no one knows what they will do to their younger sister." King Miao beat Xun Yu so badly, and the Prime Minister''s Office has been looking for opportunities for revenge.


    Bai Qingchen said, "I''ll go and rescue Wei''er."


    Meng Qianqian shook her head: "You are not familiar with Wanhualou, so I''d better go."


    Liu Qingyun hesitatedly looked at the **** cloth strip on Meng Qianqian''s hand: "But your hand..."


    Meng Qianqian comforted, "Mom, don''t worry about me, I have my own way."


    With the lessons of the past, Tan''er refused to let Meng Qianqian take risks alone. If Meng Qianqian didn''t take her into Wanhua Tower, she would have to make it in by herself.


    Meng Qianqian had no choice but to bring her with her.


    When the two arrived at Wanhua Tower, the Wanhua Tower had already opened to welcome guests. On the platform in the center of the lobby, the beauties sang and danced, which was extremely beautiful.


    Meng Qianqian had no intention of appreciating and took Tan''er on the third floor.


    "Miss Yan, we want to stop it, but we didn''t stop it..."


    A maid asked panting.


    Mrs. Yan in the room waved her hand.


    The maid stepped down with relief.


    Madam Yan sat on the cushion and slowly picked up the teacup: "Oh, what''s wrong today? There''s a wave of Jinwu Guard, and another wave of people from the Governor''s Office. Who did our Wanhualou provoke whom?"


    Meng Qianqian said calmly: "Since Jinwu Guard has been here, Miss Yan still dares to open the door to welcome guests. She is so brave."


    Niang Yan smiled and said, "My mother''s Wanhua Building never closes her door to thank the guests."


    As soon as he finished speaking, something came to mind, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Miss Yan''s face.


    She took a sip of tea and asked angrily, "What advice does Mrs. Lu have?"


    Meng Qianqian sat down opposite her, looking at her for a moment: "Look for someone."


    Madam Yan said generously: "Go and look for it, you''re all picking up customers outside."


    Meng Qianqian did not take out the portrait, but said directly: "I just sold it to Wanhualou today."


    Mrs. Yan''s moves to drink tea.


    Meng Qianqian said slowly and carefully: "The price is easy to negotiate."


    Madam Yan said, "I don''t lack money."


    Meng Qianqian looked straight into her pretending calm eyes: "You lack the secrets on me. You saved me to find out what my relationship is with the successor of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. If you give me the person, I will tell you."


    Madam Yan looked at Meng Qianqian with a swish.


    Meng Qianqian smiled: "Tan''er, go find someone."


    “Get orders!”


    Tan''er went there proudly. As soon as she left the room, she poked her head in again, "But sister, where is the person?"


    Mrs. Yan knocked on the table twice without any trace.


    A black shadow appeared.


    Meng Qianqian picked up a cup of tea on her own: "Tan''er, follow him."


    Tan''er: "Okay!"


    Madam Yan said coldly: "You''d better not think about fooling me, otherwise, even if I don''t kill you, I will kill your maid."


    Meng Qianqian put down the teacup and looked at Niang Yan solemnly: "I am the successor of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect, Mrs. Chu."


    Bit.


    Mrs. Yan''s teacup hit the table, and the hot tea splashed all over her.


    But she didn''t know the pain, she widened her eyes and looked at Meng Qianqian tremblingly.


    "What did you say? You...you say it again!"


    Meng Qianqian replied calmly: "I am Mrs. Chu."


    Mrs. Yan supported the table with one hand, stood up slightly through the table, and stroked Meng Qianqian''s cheeks with the other hand, and her eyes turned red in an instant. (End of this chapter)