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Chapter 1750 That is her uncle

No matter who it is, when the person you trust is completely untrustworthy and hides dirty secrets, you won't feel very good.

The starry sky without the moon is lonely, the stars are lonely, Shangguan Qianyu's black clothes are dyed with frost, and in the night, it is extremely lonely.

After a long time, the gate of the courtyard opened, and a figure in white came in. It was the Silver-faced Man. She walked straight to the table where the guest was sitting in the courtyard and sat down. She had two jars of wine in her hand like a magic trick. She put the wine on the table. The Silver-faced Man shouted: "Hey!"

Shangguan Qianyu turned around and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

The silver-faced man blinked and said lightly: "You should say, don't you call him hey!"

Shangguan Qianyu: "..."

The silver-faced man said innocently: "Isn't this joke funny? Then forget it, come and have a drink!"

Shangguan Qianyu walked to the table, picked up a jar of wine, and said, "Thank you!"

He lifted the mud seal, raised his head and took a sip, and said, "Good wine! Now in the disaster year, even the food is less, can you still get wine?"

The silver-faced man said casually: "It's normal, because this inn is mine!" Her inn and restaurants have never been short of these. If she hadn't been willing to suffer wealth, Wanyutang's income in the past two months would have to double again.

Shangguan Qianyu glanced at her.

Even a remote town like Fengzhou has her business. Even if you put aside martial arts, this woman is quite powerful.

Huangfu Yue is very strong, but this strength has some of the halo of the royal princess. The 100,000 elite soldiers and other forces are supported by the 100,000 taels of gold allocated by the national treasury every year.

But the silver-faced man did this just by relying on his own ability and ability.

Moreover, she is even more unfathomable.

However, the silver-faced man did not avoid him?

Is this something called trust?

Shangguan Qianyu raised his head and drank, and his depression was slightly weakened.

He said to the silver-faced man, "Thank you!"

The silver-faced man was calm and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "Why do you need to thank me if you are just a little wine?"

Shangguan Qianyu shook his head and said, "I'm not thanking you for this."

"Why is that?"

Shangguan Qianyu said earnestly: "Thank you, Gu Dao, for helping me rescue Su Jueping, and gave him such precious medicine to treat his wounds. Moreover, I also went there personally. Your righteousness is considered to be a favor for you."

Silver-faced man: "..."

That was her uncle.

Shangguan Qianyu looked at the starry sky and whispered: "He is my wife's uncle. My wife has always wanted to save him. I have also sent many people to investigate the whereabouts. Although he saved him by chance, he has suffered so much over the years!"

Silver-faced man: "..."

She did want to save her relatives, but wasn’t it easy for him to speak up like a wife? She didn’t seem to agree to marry him again.

Shangguan Qianyu said in a faint voice: "It's a pity that my wife has an uncle, but she was killed by someone. If she knew the news, she would be so sad. I could only do my best to cure Su Jueping. When I see her again, I will give her a strong uncle who has no worries about life!"

A trace of sadness surged in Yan Qingrui's heart. After so long that she came to this world, the memory of her original body was her memory. In her heart, she had already integrated herself with the original body. Su Ruolan was a great kindness for her.
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