Hongmian's eyes were so reluctant to stick to it.

When Luo Xicui was not returning, she heard Liu Xilian say something, and she felt itchy at this moment. She wanted to know the following, but she didn't care about what was next. She looked out and suddenly a faint voice came from her ear: Go back.

The back of the red cotton neck suddenly became cold. When he turned his eyes, he saw Qian Shoufang standing by the door looking at her. His ruthless face was cold as ice.

She shrank and didn't dare to look at it anymore. She responded in a panic and quietly returned to her ear room.

However, as soon as she stepped into the door, she suddenly seemed to have come alive. She stepped forward to the east window, quickly reached out to copy, and copied a small piece of slap, sat under the window, and took out a pack of melon seeds from her sleeve. While sneaking out of the window, she started to crack the melon seeds.

The red medicine was almost stunned.

The whole set of movement was extremely familiar and flowing, without any pause in the middle. Before she could react, she had spit out a few pieces of the seed shell of the red cotton.

This person's enthusiasm for watching the excitement is no less than that of himself.

Have you heard of it? Aunt Luo disappeared. Hongmian suddenly said, staring at the window with her eyes tightly, and her face was both curious and excited.

Hong Yao said oh, but she didn't answer.

I am really afraid of saying too much, so I can't just say it.

Besides, she also vaguely remembers this.

The storm in his previous life was quite a big deal. Luo Xicui, a living person, suddenly disappeared without a shadow. He could not see anyone but died without a corpse. Shanggong Bureau also sent people to find him everywhere, but he searched for him but failed.

After that, Hong Yao was not in Lengxiang Pavilion, so she didn't know about it.

Tsk, I'm talking to you here, why don't you say anything? Hongmian was a little unhappy when she saw Hongyao refused to talk, so she turned around and glared at her.

Hong Yao, however, had to find a reason to make excuses: I didn't ignore you, but I was just thinking about whether Aunt Luo was going to meet friends. When I was in a hurry to chat, I forgot to come back. I just thought about it and didn't care about accepting your words.

Hongmian looked at her and suddenly giggled. She looked at Hongyao as if she was looking at a fool: You are so stupid. Thanks to your smart face, your brain is really hard to do with Shixiner? Don’t you think, Aunt Luo is an old man, how can you not even tell the difference between the severity of her? Can a friend forget all his master? This is simply impossible.

She shook her head, as if she was deeply regretting that the red medicine was a lump of elm.

Hong Yao was blocked by her so much that she could only smile foolishly.

It’s always right to make mistakes, especially in front of Hongmian. If you are smarter than her, she will not be happy.

Seeing her stupid, Hongmian was too lazy to pay attention to her for a moment, so she just put the melon seeds away, looked out with her eyes on the window, and whispered to herself: Eunuch Wang has just left the door, and now she is almost putting a spoon at this moment, so he has to come back soon.

Just as he was talking about this, suddenly someone pushed open the gate of the courtyard. Who was not Wang Xiaochun who came in?

He looked tired, his forehead and temples were wet with sweat, and his clothes were also gray and plain, and he seemed to have run a lot of roads.

After entering the yard, he reminded Fang Yue, who was guarding the gate, and then lifted his robe and walked to the main room quickly.

Not long after, Liu Xilian picked out the curtain with a solemn expression and walked towards her ear room.

When Hongmian saw the important point, she suddenly saw her coming. She was really shocked. She jumped off the slut and ran back to the edge of the couch. As soon as she sat down and picked up the needle and thread, Liu Xilian appeared at the door.

Oh, why is Aunt Liu coming? Please come in quickly. Hongmian pretended to put down the needle and thread, and said with a diligent smile.

Liu Xilian nodded, but did not enter the room, and said briefly: You two come to the yard, the master has something to say.

After speaking, he turned around and left the house, without even looking at them.

Seeing that she had walked away, Hongmian patted her heart, breathed a sigh of relief, and then made a face at Hongyao: I was so scared that I didn't want Aunt Liu to see it.

Hong Yao curled her lips secretly, but she also looked scared on her face and whispered: Yes, I was shocked too.

The two of them did not dare to delay, so they cleaned up for a while and went to the yard.

Fangyue and Fangqin were already standing outside the corridor. Hongyao and Hongmian walked over, and the four of them stood side by side, all of whom were holding hands and bowed their heads and silent.

The courtyard is silent, the dusk is rolling heavily, and the golden red line on the wall is gone, but the shadow of the tree is dark, reflecting the desolate yard.

Soon, Liu Xilian and Wang Xiaochun came to the yard and stood there. Then, they saw the tassel brocade curtain gently lifting it. Qian Shoufang picked up the curtain with one hand and helped Zhang Jieyu walk out with the other.

Everyone hurriedly leaned over to greet him, and Concubine Zhang raised her hand and said, "Don't."

Taking advantage of the opportunity of ceremonies, Hong Yao quietly looked up at her.

Her expression was slightly better than when she entered the door late at night, but she was still indifferent and looked quite tired.

The master had something to say, and everyone listened very hard. Qian Shoufang announced first.

The slightly cold voice dispersed with the evening wind.

Hong Yao couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.

At some point, the white gauze lantern under the corridor had already lit up, and the candlelight and dusk were in a slight light, which made Qian Shoufang's face look dark.

The east wind was gentle and breeze across the narrow courtyard. The old pear tree swayed its branches and made a light clanging sound, as if it was raining.

Zhang Jieyu's voice seemed to be accompanied by the tide of rain, and when it entered her ears, it was frozen and low.

The things in this yard are only in this yard, but someone asked outside, you know how to go back. She coughed and closed the brocade cloak on her body.

Everyone agreed in unison.

After slowly scanning everyone, her face became more and more tired, and she slowly said: Forget it, I only have this sentence, let’s listen to the money.

She turned sideways and gently patted Qian Shoufang's hand, her voice softly and weakly: After you say that, I'm really tired when I go back to the house to lie down.

Seeing this, Liu Xilian immediately moved her feet, as if she wanted to go forward to help her.

Zhang Jieyu raised her hand to stop her, and said idlely: I don’t need anyone to serve you here, you can listen to Qian’s affairs.

As she spoke, she had already lifted the curtain and returned to the house.

Liu Xilian withdrew her feet awkwardly, and her eyes turned around. Qian Shoufang looked over with a smile.

Her heart was shocked and she hurriedly stood there.

I can't care what you think, I just care what you say and do. Qian Shoufang opened her mouth, and her two straight eyes went straight to Liu Xilian.

The sight was as solid as it was. Under the heavy pressure, Liu Xilian felt that the hairs on her back were standing up and she became more and more afraid to raise her head.

Qian Shoufang stared at her for a while, then looked away and said in a solemn voice: You have heard what Master said. You are not allowed to discuss Luo Xicui's affairs in private, let alone tell people outside. If I tell me who is talking nonsense, don't blame me for being polite.
Chapter completed!