Shen Nanbao picked up the lamp, and his plump lips bloomed like flowers when they touched the edge of the lamp, "Do you think Jianguo Temple is just fine? There are so many people there. If you are framed, you won't be able to find the culprit."
Fengyue was a little confused after hearing this, "So, we can only go to Jing'an Temple in Lao Shizi as they wish?"
Shen Nanbao lightly licked the corner of his mouth, suppressing his helplessness, "There is nothing we can do about this."
She had thought that by prevarication, Feng Yue would be as usual, and she would regain her composure and look forward to the future after some mourning. Unexpectedly, Feng Yue stood there this time, her fingertips trembling slightly, then clenching tightly, buzzing. He said, "Sister, there is still a way."
Shen Nanbao was surprised. Before he could ask, Feng Yue raised her head and looked at her like a bright torch, "Commander Xiao."
She hadn't heard such a title for a long time, so Shen Nanbao was stunned, but the face of that person was turbulent in his mind. The fine porcelain fingertips picked up the tea cup and pointed it at her beautiful face. laugh.
Shen Nanbao seemed to be burned by the tea, and he put down the cup for a moment, and the cup slipped out of the saucer, making a delicate crisp sound. Shen Nanbao's voice was burning in the sound, "Why are you mentioning him? "
"Sister."
A person walked in from the outside, like a piece of cloth torn apart, tearing apart the scene just now and the scene now.
Shen Nanbao felt suffocated in the suddenly quiet and dull room. He looked at Fang Guan cautiously, trying to tell from her expression whether she heard what he just said, but she lowered her head and thick eyelashes covered her eyes. All those lights were in his mouth, and Shen Nanbao could only ask in frustration: "What's wrong?"
Fang Guan said: "Mother Zheng is here and is waiting outside."
Feng Yue Fangfang's still calm expression became angry for a moment, "I just closed the door and just smiled with my mouth closed! You are going to show off like this, I really can't see them acting like that in the pavilion!"
Even if you can't see it, you still have to invite people in. After all, Mother Zheng is the old man in front of Mr. Peng.
Shen Nanbao squinted his eyes, his eyes dark as if he were holding a demon. As Mother Zheng entered the room, he parted the clouds and mist to see the moonlight. He smiled with water and said, "Mother Zheng came to Rong Yuexuan with great difficulty, please." sit."
With that said, he ordered Feng Yue, who had eyes full of hatred, to pour tea.
After seeing Mother Zheng for a long time, she has developed a pair of sharp eyes and a face that is as good as a city wall. Then she looked at Fengyue rubbing her teeth and smiled slowly and kindly, "Fifth girl, you are polite, little one." I'm just a servant, I can't bear such hospitality, not to mention that I came here under the orders of the eldest lady, so I don't dare to neglect."
Shen Nanbao asked smoothly what the request was, and Mother Zheng crouched and said, "The eldest lady said that my sister will go to Jing'an Temple soon. She thought it was remote and might be missing all the utensils, so she called over to ask. Ask my sister if she wants to prepare anything, and if so, she will ask someone to go to the comprador."
Feng Yue An asked you to be a comprador, I'm afraid it's just pots and pots of crane crown red, I'm afraid the poison won't kill my sister!
As for Shen Nanbao, there was still a smile on his lips, like the ripples of fallen flowers on the water, "Thank you madam for thinking carefully, but for a while, even if I think about some objects, I can't think of them comprehensively." , how about this, Mother Zheng, please go back first, wait for me to think about it carefully overnight and list it on the paper, and then ask someone to deliver it to you? "
Mother Zheng's body trembled obviously. She raised her head for a moment and saw Shen Nanbao smiling brightly with a very upright attitude. The light was as bright as the sky. It was clear that Mother Zheng's thoughts were somewhat invisible. She was busy. He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Then do as the fifth girl said."
After saying that, she was about to leave, but when she walked to the door, she suddenly thought of something. Mother Zheng suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Shen Nanbao, "Do you still remember someone like Yourou in the fifth girl's room?"
Shen Nanbao nodded, "Remember, wasn't Mrs. Shen here a while ago? I saw that they were short of manpower, so I sent Yourou and the others to Shuchiyuan, but what happened?"
Mother Zheng stood in front of the threshold, with her back to the sun, her expression dazed, and she was in that chirping sound, and her voice seemed to be floating far away in the sky, vague, confused, and a little uncomfortable. Very true.
"She stole Miss Rong's pendant with dirty hands and feet, and was sold to Yazi. As for what happened before, the younger one thought of Miss Rong's missing hairpin, and suddenly said this, the sky is dark. It's early, the fifth girl is busy with your work, the younger one will leave first."
Mother Zheng really left this time. The maroon figure turned around the moon cave door and passed by a few slanting branches, making a lingering and low-pitched sound like a snake spitting out a message.
Even Shen Nanbao, who was standing in the corridor, could hear the cold, monotonous look.
Feng Yue walked up from the side, glanced at her shady side face, pursed her lips, and then suppressed the comfort that came to her mouth.
In fact, my sister also blames herself very much.
Although Jie'er never showed it, and although those individuals are worthy of the term "self-inflicted", no matter how it changed from the previous Shu Hua and Huan Xin to the current Lu Kui and Yourou, none of them were because of Jie'er's inner feelings. The 'unreasonable disaster' suffered due to the hatred involved?
She thought deeply, and the sad look fell in Shen Nanbao's eyes.
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but laugh, "How come? You think I'm scary? I've implicated so many people?"
Fengyue hurriedly shook her head, "How could it be? I... was just worried about my sister. Those people deserved to end up like this, but my sister is kind-hearted. Seeing that they suffered retribution for their counterattack, she will definitely feel a little guilty. It’s up to you.”
Shen Nanbao was silent, turned his head, and his eyes lingered on the swing, the shiny horizontal boards reflecting the narrow light.
As a result, she squinted her eyes, and the clear light that came out of her mouth seemed to encompass three thousand worlds, including greed, anger, obsession, and hatred.
"I just think it is hateful that they have done so many things, but when I heard them being scolded by their grandmother and Miss Yi, I seemed to see myself, and found that I and they were actually the same, both of us could not help ourselves. , so I have to do this.”
Feng Yue didn't quite understand, and tilted her head as she stood in the scene where the setting sun slanted in.
On the other side of the path, Fang Guan walked closer step by step under the dim light. He walked to Shen Nanbao and knelt down, "Sister, I swung my fist but hit myself, so I feel uncomfortable." . ”
The soft sound made Shen Nanbao frown, and then sneered, "You have really good ears, you can hear it from such a distance."
Fang Guan understood what she meant. There was no trace of panic at being exposed in Fang Zheng's eyebrows. Instead, she calmly raised her head and looked at Shen Nanbao with eyes as straight as a grass.
"Sister, do you want to go to Jing'an Temple? If not, Master can help you."
The wind in my ears got stronger.
The speed was so severe that it was accompanied by a devastating roar, which shocked Shen Nanbao.
The swing in the yard swayed and made a harsh sound that could make people frown.
After reacting, I realized that there was no wind at all. It was the wind in my heart that was causing trouble, causing huge waves thousands of feet high.
Shen Nanbao hurriedly avoided looking, "No need, I have already received too much kindness. If I continue to do so, I don't know how to repay it."
"Also, I, the one who helped me, didn't even think about asking her to pay back the debt. She is very good at calculating herself. She calculates every detail so clearly. Why doesn't she be the one to settle the accounts?"
Xiao Yichen stood by the desk and threw out a bunch of cold sounds, just like stones thrown in the cold weather. Kun Hong, who was hit with a muddy head underneath, felt pain and cold, and couldn't help but huddle in the small space and crouch.
He was shaking, but the words could not be answered. Sui Kunhong endured the chattering of his teeth and said weakly: "Master, the fifth girl is a young lady... How can she be the settler? If she shows up in public, her reputation will be ruined. What a waste."
Xiao Yichen almost choked to death at Kun Hong's words.
Doesn't he know this yet?
Doesn't he really want her to be a settler?
Why does he have such a... subordinate whose mind is filled with mud?
Fortunately, he had previously thought that Kun Hong was reliable and stable, a good knife, and easy to use.
Now it seems that his eyesight is blind. This is not a good knife. It is clearly a torch. In the past, it was facing the wind and burning with fire. He was satisfied with it. Now that the wind is against it, he turned around and burned himself!
He couldn't help but sneer, his voice was like jade knocking on ice, and every word was filled with cold air, "You really have a good eye for knowing people!"
Kun Hong, who was bowing his head on the ground, could not hear his anger, but he was indeed aggrieved.
You say that he is a big man. On weekdays, he is either squatting on a horse, shooting with swords to enhance his physical strength, or he is yelling, drinking, and swearing with a bunch of people who bare their shoulders and bare breasts. How can he understand these twists and turns?
Isn't this the same as asking a big man with big muscles and round waist to sit under the lamp, licking the thread, and embroidering with a small silver needle?
Kun Hong clicked, racking his brains to say nice things, "I don't dare, I don't deserve this word. I have a heart that is blinded by lard, I have shallow eyes, and I am clumsy in my mouth." He has a good tongue, so the master knew deep down that it was not pleasing to the people when he said it, so he did not ask the young one to do those manipulative things."
That's true.
There were so many anti-bag people on the pier, but Xiao Yichen only picked him because he was strong and hard-working under his shirtless face. Later, he found out that he had strength but no skills, so he stayed. By his side, he was a subordinate who only obeyed orders.
Why did you just forget about that little girl's movie and get so angry without any reason?
Xiao Yichen stroked his forehead, and his shadowed eyes filled with a mocking light.
When Kun Hong raised his head, he could see clearly. He felt a little uneasy, but he still asked: "Then... Master, can you help me with the fifth girl's matter?"
In his line of sight, the gaze hiding in the shadows looked sideways, cold, like a knife, which made Kun Hong's heart beat hard in his chest.
Kun Hong shut his mouth tightly and buried his head.
He felt that he had said the wrong thing again.
