night.
Herringbone is dignified.
The slim figure opened the door, walked out of the door, and walked into the courtyard.
This place is a side house where the servants live. Although it is a side house, the environment is quite quiet. Ever since Yu Qing brought the servants of the Lu Mansion, they have been living in it.
The woman is dressed in pink, and her figure and appearance are all superior. If you look closely, you can see that she is even more beautiful than the Jade Rakshasa.
It was Lu Ming's maid, Duanmu Qing.
Standing in the courtyard, Duanmu Qing waited not long before another footsteps sounded.
Accompanied by a muffled cough, a one-armed old man walked out of a certain house and came to Duanmu Qing's side.
This person is Uncle Ying, the former steward of the Lu Mansion.
In a battle a month ago, Yingbo's arm was broken by Cao Ang. Although it was not life-threatening, it also severely damaged Yingbo's already weakened body.
Now, not only can Uncle Ying no longer be able to use force, his body is also much weaker, and his silver hair is getting older.
Those below the sixth level are competing with the heavens. Since they cannot break the sixth level, they will be poisoned and their life span will be shorter than that of ordinary people.
At this moment, the two servant leaders of the Zeng Lu Mansion gathered together and took steps forward again.
As he walked towards the main room, Uncle Ying said, "I don't know what Hall Master Yu meant by summoning the two of us late at night."
Duanmu Qing said softly from the side: "The little girl doesn't know either."
Uncle Ying turned around and said, "By the way, Duanmu Qing, I have rarely seen you in this courtyard during this period, and I don't know what you are busy with now."
Ever since she moved here, Duanmu Qing has been like a dragon, seldom appearing in the courtyard.
However, Uncle Ying didn't mean to complain when he asked this question.
The Lu Mansion has changed its name... The servants naturally have to go their separate ways to pursue their own futures. Duanmu Qing is young, pretty, and has a bright future. She recently went out to find a future for herself, which is reasonable. middle.
Duanmuqing lowered her eyebrows and said nothing, as if she didn't want to talk about this matter. Upon seeing this, Uncle Ying stopped asking further questions.
We walked all the way to the main room in silence.
The lights were on in the main room.
The two men stepped forward and were about to knock on the door when they saw the door open automatically.
Inside the room, a familiar figure was holding tea and looking at the two of them with a smile.
Both Yingbo and Duanmuqing were stunned.
"Master!?"
…
The old friends met and thought about each other, and for a moment they were speechless and choked.
Until Lu Ming put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Why, you don't recognize me?"
Yingbo suddenly burst into tears.
"Master..."
Looking at Uncle Ying's broken arm, Lu Ming opened his mouth, but after a moment he could only sigh slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work, it's not hard work, old slave! It's you, young master... why are you back..."
Uncle Ying is old, but not stupid. He can naturally understand the situation in Xuanshui City at the moment.
When I opened my mouth at this moment, I was really beating my chest and feeling extremely puzzled, and my helplessness was beyond words.
However, Lu Ming didn't bother to show off to the world in front of his loyal slaves. He just calmed Uncle Ying's mood with gentle words. He didn't speak again until Uncle Ying stabilized.
"Anyway, I came back secretly this time and wanted to take a look at you two. Although Uncle Ying has a small disaster, it is not a major one, so I feel relieved."
"It's getting late now. Uncle Ying, please go back first and have a good sleep. Let's have a long talk tomorrow."
Hearing this, Uncle Ying wiped his tears and walked out of the door. Duanmu Qing beside him also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Lu Ming.
"Sister Qing'er, please stay here for a while. I have something else to talk to you about."
Duanmu Qing stopped walking.
…
Uncle Ying left the room and closed the door on the way.
Lu Ming and Duan Muqing were the only two people left in the brightly lit room.
A man and a woman alone, living in the same room in the middle of the night.
The atmosphere should have been charming, but in reality it was a bit depressing.
The sound of "trickle" water flow sounded.
But it was Lu Ming who poured Duanmu Qing a cup of hot tea.
"The night wind is cold. Qing'er, please warm yourself up with a cup of hot tea. Let's sit and talk."
Duanmuqing didn't move, he just gave a blessing.
"Master, it's getting late, but Qing'er doesn't know why Master called me."
Looking at Duanmu Qing's fair and pretty face and graceful figure, Lu Ming suddenly laughed lewdly: "What's the matter? It's about sleeping with her."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards Duanmu Qing step by step.
As he walked, Lu Ming rubbed his hands with his once iconic idiot smile on his face: "Qing'er, I came back this time just to get your Luo Hong."
"You have served me for three years...three years. Do you know that every time I see you, I want to pin you down and ravage you?"
"But my father is very strict and won't let me touch you... This is holding me back."
"It's okay now. My father is gone, but no one cares about me."
"Master, I came back this time just for you..."
Duanmu Qing's face was expressionless... apart from the slight surprise when she saw Lu Ming when she entered the room, she had been expressionless.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed across her eyes.
Lu Ming suddenly accelerated and rushed forward. Just as he stretched out his hand to reach Duanmu Qing's chest, he saw a slender hand grabbing his wrist first!
The speed was so fast that Lu Ming couldn't react in time!
The lewd smile on his face subsided in an instant, Lu Ming's eyes sparkled with light, and the purple-black blood in his right hand burst out instantly, and he was about to break through Duanmu Qing's blockage and continue to grab the full place!
However...still couldn't move.
The next second, two exclamations sounded one after another.
"Sixth grade!?"
"What fucking grade are you in!?"
…
Surprise flashed in Duanmu Qing's eyes.
She suddenly raised her head to look at Lu Ming, and saw Lu Ming's sullen face. Where was the color from just now?
The strength in his hands gradually relaxed, and Duanmu Qing slowly squinted his eyes and carefully looked at everything about Lu Ming until Lu Ming's voice spoke again.
"So, what grade are you in?"
Duanmuqing suddenly smiled, a smile that captivated the city.
"It's just fifth grade."
Fifth grade...just pay it off...
Considering that Duanmu Qing is less than 20 years old... a small pond like Xuanshui City cannot raise such a big phoenix.
Slowly retracting his hand, Lu Ming turned around and sat back on the chair.
He closed his eyes, and the scene of the rain-killing building a month ago suddenly flashed through his mind.
…
"So the temple will probably be very lively tonight."
After saying that, Yue Ya covered her mouth and smiled softly, but Lu Ming's face was expressionless.
After thinking for a long time, Lu Ming finally spoke again.
"second question."
"Sir, please ask."
"What is the identity of the maid beside me, Duanmu Qing?"
Three years.
Duanmuqing has been with him for three whole years.
For three years now, Lu Ming has not even touched her hand. Not only was it impossible to drug her, but he would also receive a severe beating from his old father the next day.
The original owner of the body was really stupid before and didn't notice anything strange. He just thought that Duanmu Qing was his father's mistress.
But now that I think about it, things are probably not that simple.
The next second, Yue Ya suddenly smiled and said: "Young master, you are really cunning."
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, but felt relieved.
"What kind of cunning method?"
Then Yue Ya said again.
"For your question, the charge is not high, and you can afford it, but it is very important... Well, combined with the first question before, the young master can guess a lot about the turmoil in Xuanshui City. It’s eighty-eight years old.”
With that said, Yue Ya quoted the price.
"Five thousand taels of gold."
