"Miss Qingjiu, please go with Chunhua to your residence first. I will arrange a dinner in the evening to discuss the issue of escort money to the Southern Territory."
Here, Long Ao took Qingjiu to the main courtyard of the Long family, then greeted a maid, turned to Qingjiu and explained.
Qingjiu nodded. Naturally, she would not refuse. She raised her eyes, raised her hands with a faint smile, and said softly, "Master Long, you are busy and don't worry about me."
After the two nodded, Long Ao left alone, and Qingjiu followed the maid to a separate garden.
The word "Orchid Garden" is written on the plaque above the Villa. The writing is delicate, unlike the writing on the gate of Long Mansion.
The font here is more like a woman's handwriting, very graceful.
After Qingjiu was brought into the room, the little maid said softly and meekly to Qingjiu:
"Miss, you can rest here today. My name is Chunhua. If you need anything, you can call me directly."
"Thank you. Go and do your work and don't worry about me."
Qingjiu smiled at the little girl, responded to what Long Ao said, and then said to the little girl.
But the little girl didn't understand Qingjiu. After hearing the words, she quickly raised her head to look at Qingjiu, and then lowered her head in fear.
"It's okay, let's go."
Qingjiu bent his eyes and said softly.
As if he was afraid of scaring the little girl.
The maid supported herself with Qingjiu and retreated to the door before turning around and leaving.
Qingjiu first checked the environment in the room, and after confirming that it was indeed the woman's room, he didn't think much about it.
Close the door, walk to the bed and sit down cross-legged.
The Dragon Mansion's spiritual energy is so abundant that it would be a shame not to use such a good resource for cultivation.
Time passed little by little, and Qingjiu continued to practice until noon.
It was two hours later that Qingjiu opened his eyes again. When he pulled back his hand, he felt that his body, which was a little tired after flying with his sword all night, felt much lighter now.
As expected, practicing in a place like the Long Family is really the best choice.
However, Qingjiu also discovered that although the spiritual energy here is sufficient, everything seems to have a track to follow. Unless it is deliberately guided by cultivation like Qingjiu, otherwise this spiritual power is not used for cultivation, but more like... Warming?
"Wow."
"Cough cough cough."
Just as Qingjiu was thinking about it, the sound of things breaking was heard outside the room where Qingjiu was, followed by the sound of a man coughing.
Qingjiu then opened the door and walked out, the midday sun was a bit dazzling.
She squinted for a moment before she dared to open her eyes.
I saw a woman who looked like a maid kneeling on the ground at the door, and a man wearing black fur clothes stood opposite.
"I'm sorry, the eldest young master is a slave. It's the slave's fault. Please punish the eldest master."
Qingjiu looked around before he was sure that the kneeling woman was none other than Chunhua, who had just led the way for Qingjiu.
Chunhua couldn't help but kowtow to the man opposite. There was a broken teapot on the ground.
"Bang bang bang."
As Chunhua lowered his head, there was a muffled but crisp sound. Qingjiu looked towards Chunhua's face. After just a few strokes, Qingjiu saw bright red liquid sliding down the little maid's forehead.
Because the sun was too bright, Qingjiu couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but judging from his figure, he was none other than the man he saw in the afternoon.
Qingjiu didn't want to meddle in other people's family affairs, but when everyone came out, it was hard to turn around and go back.
So Qingjiu raised his eyebrows slightly, then strolled over to the two people, leaning against the door frame and looking at them.
'Host, do you know what you look like now? '
At this time, Systematic, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke in Qingjiu's mind.
'like what? 'Qingjiu asked cooperatively this time.
'You're like that bastard, you exude the air of someone who deserves a beating. '
If a good person is in a situation like this, he has to wait and see what he does.
Aren't normal people either going to break up the fight or not minding other people's business? Even if they want to watch the excitement, who would just look at someone's face?
'Hehe, if you can't speak, I wouldn't mind sewing your mouth shut. '
Qingjiu also replied without hesitation.
At this time, the man slowly turned back to look at Qingjiu. Qingjiu just raised his head. When his eyes made contact, Qingjiu fell into the boundless glacier.
His eyebrows are as light as smoke but delicate, like a black and white ink painting, beautiful and graceful. When he lowers his eyebrows and lowers his eyes, he is even more handsome and otherworldly, but there is an irresistible aura of aristocratic pride all over his body.
I saw that after seeing Qingjiu, there was no change between his eyebrows and his eyes were still cold.
"Girl yes."
His voice is like his own person, with a coolness and elegance that makes you feel as if you can see the pronoun of a superior person in him.
Qingjiu looked at the person in front of him and tilted his head, then smiled.
"Young master, please call me Qingjiu. I want to ask the Long family's caravan to help me head to the Southern Territory."
"It turns out to be a Taoist fellow from the sect. Please forgive Long Yu for his blindness."
The man nodded to Qingjiu, and then turned his eyes to the maid on the ground.
"If you don't get up, you'll be embarrassed in front of the guests."
His voice remained cold and cold, as if he was speaking insignificant words, and there was no emotional change on his face from beginning to end.
It was like a person in heaven before his eyes, without any emotion.
"Yes, young master, I will never be a slave again."
Chunhua kowtowed to Long Yu a few more times, which made people tremble just listening to it.
After just a few glances, the little maid Chunhua's face was already filled with bright red.
"Back off."
The man's cold voice sounded again, and he waved his hand to the maid.
Even though she was so indifferent, the maid opposite actually had a smile on her face. Then she quickly knelt down and stepped back far away, then got up and staggered away.
"Cough cough cough."
After the maid left, Long Yu raised his hand and coughed violently.
I don't know if he was coughing too hard, but the man's body began to shake a few times, and he even wanted to fall backwards.
When he was about to collapse, Qingjiu's expression, which was originally watching the excitement, became strange.
Seeing that the man was about to fall, Qingjiu took action and caught him.
I don't know if the man is really weak, but his feet gave way again, and he fell into Qingjiu's arms.
"!!!"
Qingjiu looked at the man who bumped into his chest and frowned helplessly.
"cough……"
I felt a tightness in my chest, and Qingjiu even coughed a little.
"That Mr. Long, are you okay? If you are okay..."
Qingjiu lowered her eyes to look at the person in her arms, and she couldn't help but frown at the sight.
"Master Long?"
After Qingjiu shouted again to make sure that the person in his arms had fainted, disbelief appeared in his eyes again.
Are any men really that weak? ?
Outrageous.
But in the end, he picked him up and walked toward the hall, hoping to meet someone he knew on the road.
"Miss Qingjiu, you came just in time. I was about to call you for dinner. What is this in your arms?"
"Your son……"
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"
"Speaking of...it's not a long story,"
Baby, go to bed early. I love you.
