It seemed that the rest were very obedient. Feng Chime looked at the last line and suddenly fell silent.
"What's wrong?" The woman glanced over. The wind chime, who was thinking about how to express it euphemistically, did not hesitate and read directly, "The Tong family did not participate in the auction."
"What!"
The child on the couch was pushed off by the woman along with the cat-playing stick, and fell heavily to the ground. Feng Ling frowned slightly.
It hurt to look at it, but the toddler bit his little hand and tried his best not to cry.
"Trash, all useless!" The woman stood on the couch, her jade feet swaying on the brocade silk, and everything that could be thrown on the couch was kicked down.
"If the Lord really doesn't like the Tong family, why not just destroy them."
"Ha~" the woman sneered, "The Tong family is just like the weeds outside. If you can't cut the roots, they will grow again due to the spring breeze. It's better to keep them in captivity than not knowing they are there."
"Where are the people monitoring the Tong family! Who is 'sick' again and wants to go against me!"
Feng Chime recalled what everyone had reported in the past few days, "There is no one in the Tong family who behaves abnormally, not to mention that everyone in the Tong family has been sent to the Hehuan Sect. If they are 'sick', they will either die or go crazy. It's not a big deal. Think about it, maybe It was the Hehuan Sect's fire that caused heavy losses, and since the Hehuan Sect has participated, the Tong family cannot afford to participate."
The wind chimes comforted the woman, and she watched an almost transparent phantom butterfly flying past her eyes, "The drunken butterfly has brought things and people with her."
Still, these words worked. The murderous intent around the woman instantly subsided. She sat on the couch and picked up the soft pillow from the ground and hugged it in her arms. She behaved like a shy and shy little girl who was about to meet her sweetheart. She looked at the ground shrinking. A toddler in a ball, "Isn't he stupid? He can't speak or cry."
"My Lord, there is no need for them to cry now."
The woman smiled, but her smile gradually turned ferocious, "Take it with you first just in case. I hope the thing is real. If you dare to deceive me, then I will have to let Hua Yixian go find a handsome girl. I am lacking." ”
Wind Chime put down the gauze curtain, roughly picked up the child on the ground, walked out of the door, and then held the child in his arms.
The redness and swelling on his forehead had faded a lot, but he couldn't bear the pain. Tears fell down and turned into beads, which were crushed by smiles.
If the Lord sees these useless beads, I'm afraid he will be even more angry. This person is not a cat. He has never eaten Phoenix Pill. The wind chime lightly scratched the child's nose and said, "You are much smarter than any stupid cat..." ··”
Shui Miaomiao was sitting on a carriage speeding through the dark clouds in the sky, holding her chin, looking seriously at the little brother sitting opposite her, thinking about how to throw people out of the car intact.
Mu Cang acted innocent. Since he came up, it was impossible for him to go down. "Miaomiao, do you want to eat?"
"You" Shui Miaomiao took a breath of air and turned her head speechlessly.
After chatting with Lan Jixuan, Shui Miaomiao became even more depressed. After looking around, he found no useful clues, let alone looking for Jian Chu.
It was so dark that there were no stars. It was like Shui Miaomiao's mood at this moment. When she returned to the room, she looked into the eyes of a phantom butterfly.
Shui Miaomiao silently closed the door, "Is something wrong?"
The golden pollen sprinkled by the phantom butterfly formed characters on the table.
"Don't tell me about this house now. If you leave this room, people will know it."
After being mentioned and killed by Lan Jixuan'er, Shui Miaomiao didn't want Wenrenxian and others to get involved. She felt that if she was not careful, she would end up with no bones left. Why bother to involve a few more people and wait for company on the road to hell.
If Lan Jixuan knew what Shui Miaomiao was thinking at this moment, he would definitely regret it. He made the matter more serious because he wanted Shui Miaomiao to call someone, not to make Shui Miaomiao firm up and act recklessly. Yes!
A few more phantom butterflies appeared out of nowhere, and gold powder fell on Shui Miaomiao. Shui Miaomiao looked at her somewhat insubstantial figure and said uneasily, "Are you sure this is enough?"
No one responded. Shui Miaomiao sighed and followed the phantom butterfly who started writing through the window. He didn't notice the ice blue butterfly above his head. He knocked down one phantom butterfly and threw it to a conspicuous place on the table, and then It flew back to Shui Miaomiao's head.
There was a carriage parked at the back door of the house.
Why does it feel like food is being delivered to your door? You are the food.
But now that the matter was over, Shui Miaomiao could only bite the bullet and step on the bench.
The interior decoration of the carriage was ordinary, and no one was waiting for me. As soon as I sat down, I felt the carriage shake. Is it leaving now?
A figure suddenly seemed to be pushed in by something. Shui Miaomiao didn't think much about it. She reflexively raised her foot to kick. Thanks to the kneeling person's head raised quickly.
"Little brother?" Shui Miaomiao stopped abruptly, and then threw himself out.
"Miaomiao!" Mu Cang protected Shui Miaomiao with quick eyes and hands, and placed himself under Shui Miaomiao.
The carriage started to move slowly.
"No." Shui Miaomiao hurriedly patted the carriage. There was an extra person. She never thought that Mu Cang's sudden appearance might be related to this matter.
She understands and trusts her little brother better than herself.
But as the driverless carriage drove into the darkness, auspicious clouds formed under its feet and flew into the sky.
Getting up from the ground, Shui Miaomiao opened the curtains of the carriage. The wind was so strong that it shaved his face. Now he chose to throw his little brother out and murder him.
"What's going on!" Shui Miaomiao turned around and shouted.
Mu Cang sat on the ground, touching the back of his head and smiling stupidly at Shui Miaomiao. To be honest, he didn't know.
An Jue Lao came to join in the fun of the auction, but he came to see how Shui Miaomiao was doing. It was fine, and he never thought of going up to say hello.
As night fell, An Jue Lao suddenly asked himself if he wanted to see Shui Miaomiao.
Of course he does.
An Jue Lao took him to the back door of the house and saw an ordinary carriage. The next second he was kicked directly into the carriage by An Jue Lao.
Probably An Jue Lao found something good to join in the fun, but he was too good at cultivation and couldn't afford it, so he had to let himself do it.
But Mu Cang was genuinely happy to see Shui Miaomiao.
"Get up, you're smiling so silly." Shui Miaomiao stretched out his hand to pull Mu Cang up, sat on the seat, and started to stare at him until Shui Miaomiao's stomach growled.
She had been worried about it all day, so she ate half a piece of pastry while Lotte Suiyuan was waiting for the auction to begin.
"I have candied date cakes and persimmon cakes here." Mu Cang flipped through his small space, which contained items he passed by on the street and bought after thinking that Shui Miaomiao would like them.
"I'm not hungry." Shui Miaomiao refused politely, but her hungry stomach didn't cooperate at all. Shui Miaomiao turned her head away from looking at the tempting persimmon cakes covered with sugar, but she couldn't help but Swallowing.
Shui Miaomiao didn't know what she was so stubborn about. She was just very angry. Who knew what was ahead, so why did her little brother follow her?
Mu Cang coaxed and handed out the persimmon cake, "I even want to get off the car now, but there is no other way. There are restrictions."
Mu Cang opened the curtains of the carriage and stretched out his hand. He could feel the wind, but he couldn't reach out of the window. "Miaomiao will not mess with me all the way."
Shui Miaomiao glanced out the window, took the persimmon cake from Mu Cang's hand, took a big bite, and asked vaguely, "How did you get up here?"
"I was kicked up by the master." Mu Cang replied truthfully, earning a blank look from Shui Miaomiao. She obviously didn't believe it.
"Mr. An is such a kind person. He kicked you for no reason. He kicked you so accurately that he just fell off the car..."
kindly? An Juelao? Shui Miaomiao could tell from that. He didn't know where to start his retort. The corner of his mouth twitched again and again. Mu Cang chose to close his mouth and handed Shui Miaomiao some water. "Eat slowly, I still have some more." Something else.”
Shui Miaomiao took the water and said fiercely, trying to scare her little brother, "This is not an outing!"
Mu Cang smiled instead, "But I feel like being with you, Miaomiao, makes every day an outing. I'm very happy."
