This girl seemed to have a big heart at first glance. She got excited and threw away the melon seed shell in her hand: "If you ask me, this world is about karma. The young master wanted to marry the Tao girl wholeheartedly, but now it's better. They both received the ghost mark and got married, but he started crying, making trouble, and hanging himself."
The fat aunt who was choosing vegetables threw a handful of leeks on the girl's head: "You should talk about the master's affairs like this. Are you itchy?"
He looked harsh and harsh, but his expression was concerned and warning.
The girl quickly shut up and said no more.
Seeing the fat aunt's nervous look, the other maids couldn't help but look at each other and smile, saying: "It doesn't matter, we are all our own people here. Yu'er is straightforward and what she says is not an unfair thing. It just doesn't matter."
The fat aunt's expression relaxed.
The maid named Yu'er stuck out her tongue at Bailian: "Xianjun, please don't take these words to heart."
"No." Balian smiled slightly.
Yu'er was dazzled by the smile, and took out a few hawthorn cheese candies wrapped in glutinous rice paper from her pocket.
With her face lowered and her ears red, she stuffed the snack into Bailian's sleeve: "Xianjun is willing to eliminate evil spirits for the people. He is a very good person. I'll give you this toffee..."
This hawthorn-wrapped buttermilk candy is a royal delicacy and is exclusively enjoyed by nobles in mortal palaces.
However, in Xianling City, there are not so many worldly rules and taboos. In the border town, there is a time-honored pastry shop with a very elegant name, "Langaofang".
Among them, the pastry chef came from the imperial kitchen of the Qin State. For some unknown reason, he settled in Xianling City.
The pastries he made tasted very good and were loved by local women. However, they were extremely expensive and could not be afforded by anyone but a wealthy family.
The Yun family has a great business, and ordinary people can't even eat a bite of milk candy in a year, but it is a snack in the pockets of the servants and maids.
Balian held a few delicate toffee in his hand and looked slightly confused.
There was a burst of cheering all around, and the girls followed Yu'er's example and took out many exquisite snacks and milk cakes from their pockets, and stuffed them into Balian's arms.
There were also some 'daring' girls who took advantage of the chaotic situation and quickly touched Balian's cheek and chin with a smooth hand.
Balian was shocked. He had never seen such a battle before. He held a small mountain of snacks in his arms, bowed and thanked him repeatedly, and declined politely, saying no.
He can't eat these things.
But the more he hesitated and resisted, the more diligently the girls stuffed things. Several times, Balian's sharp eyes discovered that some snacks and pastries were stuffed with some silk scarves and handkerchiefs, as well as some strange things. The strange and indescribable soft cloth was delivered to my arms.
There was no room for him to identify and reject them one by one. Under the pushing and escorting of the women, he returned to his room.
He put a bunch of things in his arms on the table and made a sullen expression, showing a distressed look.
The night was dark, and suddenly the sound of homing pigeons spreading their wings suddenly came outside the window.
Balian's eyes moved, he opened the window and let the white pigeon enter the room and land on his shoulder obediently.
It's a letter from Fang Geyu.
The letter naturally contains some information about ghost relatives and taboos. Before successfully entering the deserted house in the inner city, one must not expose one's strength and identity to avoid alerting the enemy.
At the end of the article, she also mentioned a strange secret she discovered at Tao's house.
In the Tao family's concubine's room, which was the courtyard of Tao Ziyan's birth mother, she accidentally discovered that the Tao family's royal family actually enshrined an ever-burning lamp. Incense was burning under the lamp, but the incense candle enshrined an uninscribed spiritual tablet. .
Bai Lian felt a little weird for no reason.
You Gui Lang is a powerful ghost who has dominated the world for three thousand years. Some powerful sects may not have the full means to subdue him. How can you see the meaning between the lines in Fang Geyu's words? Fear is not fear, and even... faintly confident.
It’s not the blind confidence that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but a truly confident confidence.
Bailian sat down in front of the window, polished the paper, and replied to a letter.
In the letter, he wrote down some clues he had discovered in the Yun family in the past few days, including the old affairs between Mr. Yun and the Huanyi lady. He hoped that Fang Geyu, who was in the Tao family, could help investigate. Check whether Huanyiniang's lotus sand is somehow related to the Tao family.
While writing the letter, Balian glanced out of the corner of his eye at the pile of toffee cakes from Langaofang on the desk, and asked her if she wanted to eat candies.
If you want to eat, I will bring it to her to eat on the way tomorrow when she gets married.
Fang Ge was lazy and squeamish. During the cold winter nights, she would usually go to bed early and be a lazy cat. Usually when she received letters at night, she would just ignore them and not reply, or she would think of them again the next day. Back.
Moreover, the ghost's wedding team was coming tomorrow night, and he didn't expect Fang Geyu to reply to him again.
I meditated for less than half an hour.
Bai Ge came again without an appointment.
Bailian also wondered what kind of gender she had changed, and she was so diligent in replying to the letter. Could it be that she had found out about Huanyiniang?
I opened the letter with some expectation, but found that there was no mention of Huan Yi Niang He Sha's words in the letter. The slightly scrawled ink words seemed to silently reveal the unhappy mood of a certain young lady.
The letter read: Which girl gave you candy?
The font is huge!
Looking at the content of the letter, Balian couldn't help but be stunned, thinking, Miss, are you paying attention to the wrong point?
What's more, he just made a casual mention and asked her if she wanted to eat candy. She actually deduced so much that she immediately guessed that the candy was a gift from someone else or a girl.
Bailian never lies to his own people. He is very honest, so he answers honestly: It's Xiaoxiang, Xiaocui, Xiaonan, Xiaobei, Xiaoshou, Xiaobing, Qing'er, Hong'er, Yu'er...these hearts The sweets the nice girls gave me were from Langaofang. They said they were very sweet.
Click!
The jade pen in Fang Geyu's hand was broken into several pieces. She looked at the series of nicknames on the letter paper with a sneer on her face and was silent for a long time.
The wind and snow blowing from the window made her eyebrows look a bit chilly.
The cold wind in Xianling City was like a knife, and it felt very uncomfortable when it blew on my cheeks.
So Fang Geyu started to get angry.
She didn't know why she was angry, but when she saw her two hands clenched into small fists on the table, she knew that she must be very unhappy now.
What do good-hearted girls mean?
I ask you which girl gave you the candy, and you write me a bunch of shabby names!
The little corpse demon, who usually seems to be confused and careless about everything, actually remembers the names of those random women.
A bunch of broken candies, what's there to show off?
Tomorrow, I will burn down Langaofang. Who else will you go to beg for sweets with?
