The maid standing at the door looked at Song Ningyu hesitantly, raised her eyes and said, "doesn't Mrs. Shao want to know who put the poison in the hall? Mrs. Shao has blood lotus seeds to detoxify this time, and next time, who else wants to harm Mrs. Shao!" pretended to defend song Ningyu against injustice. The maid acted like ten percent.
Looking up from the book, song Ningyu threw the book on the table and said angrily, "who wants to hurt me?"
The maidservant flashed a happy look on her face, approached song Ningyu's side and said lightly: "at present, the young master is gambling with the right hall master and lost a lot of things. Mrs. Shao should go and have a look. The maidservant came to get the deed of house, so I'll leave." the maidservant lowered her eyes and ran out in a hurry with her skirt. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows.
These people don't seem to be curious about her identity. Is it just because of the sentence of burning songs for hundreds of miles? Her parents died? So no investigation?
"Wait, I'll go with you!" song Ningyu glanced at the maid who deliberately ran slowly. As soon as the voice fell, the maid stopped and waited for song Ningyu. She's just a handmaid. She knows where the house deed of Baili family is?
"Young lady, follow the maidservant." follow the maidservant through the long winding corridor. Song Ningyu's eyes narrowed slightly. In my memory, this road seems to lead to the Baili hall. Do you gamble in the Baili hall?
"How is the road so ripe?" the roses around the walls are in full bloom in the wind. There is no end to Qingshi long street. All four are walls. There is nothing else. The sun deviates, pulling out a long shadow on the high wall and casting a trace of shade on the muggy Road.
The handmaid raised her hand and wiped the sweat on her face. On the contrary, song Ningyu's plain clothes and robes, and her ink hair were randomly pulled up with a hairpin. There was a light cool feeling all over her. She had two extremes with her. Song Ningyu was not hot, but her mind was calm, and the whole person showed a little cold.
"Here, this is to the Baili hall. The young master and the right hall master are in the Baili hall." holding a stack of paper-like things, the maid wiped the sweat on her face and strode towards the long Qingshiban street. Her steps seemed a little messy. Song Ningyu frowned slightly, and the scenery in front of her changed.
The wall is still full of roses, but the way that was in front of us was blocked. The maid, there is a problem!
"Young lady?" a confused voice came from the opposite side of the wall. Song Ningyu waved the hairpin towards the opposite wall, boom! Half of the wall was broken into debris under song Ningyu's hairpin.
The handmaid holding a stack of paper objects stood there stupidly, her face slightly crossed a trace of pale, several wild geese crossed their heads in a herringbone shape, and song Ningyu inserted the hairpin in the hair room with a faint look.
"Little, little lady..."
"Let's go." song Ningyu's cold eyes swept over the stack of papers, ignoring a trace of panic on his face, and strode straight ahead. After they walked a long distance, they only heard a bang behind them. The maid turned around and saw that the whole wall collapsed in an instant.
"Young lady, it's really powerful!" the respect in the eyes of the maid burned instantly. She stood beside song Ningyu and looked respectful. The summer wind blew, and the ground seemed to be burning and roasted. Under a closer look, the rose was drooping and listless by the muggy weather.
The roses on several walls are very rare, and the cracks on the wall can be seen vaguely, just like the color of roses and vines.
"It wasn't like this. It was originally the back garden of the valley master's house. The valley master's wife didn't know why. She burned herself and died here. Later, the valley master also disappeared from here. The old Valley master was so sad that he asked people to plant all these residual walls with roses."
The sultry summer wind suddenly became low and cold, swept towards the long street, and planted roses on the mottled wall. Do you want to hide something?
"You mean burning songs... The death of your parents?"
"Madam, if the young master hears this, he will be sad." the maid glanced around and saw no one. She was relieved. She leaned close to song Ningyu and whispered, "in fact, the disappearance of the valley master is very strange. There are neither people nor bodies, but everyone has no hope that the valley master is still alive."
"Why?" the mottled wall is blocked by dark clouds. The dusk is sinking, birds are flying low, and a rainstorm is coming.
"The hall leader said that the valley leader was dead. Even the young leader agreed with the hall leader's statement... Deputy... Deputy hall leader." patronized song Ningyu. As soon as he turned around, he saw Bai Liwan moon smiling at the two people safely. Suddenly, the paper in his hand flew all over the ground.
"Sister-in-law, are you here to see the burning song? The burning song lost badly enough. Xiaoqing, go and bring the land deed again. Sister-in-law, I'll take you to have a look." Bai Liwan moon didn't seem to hear what she said just now. Her look was full of soft smiles, but a soft smile could make the people kneeling on the ground tremble.
Baili Wanyue intimately took song Ningyu's hand and was as lovely as a simple little girl. Song Ningyu's cold eyes shrunk slightly and nodded slowly.
"Thank you."
Hibiscus showed her face with a smile. Her bright eyes were shining with the color of calculation everywhere. Her pink clothes were caged with a slender body size, which always made people feel weak. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be difficult to associate such a warm and clean smiling woman with the scheming deputy hall leader.
Bai Li Shaoge's mother burned herself to death. Although her father was said to be missing, it was no different from death in the eyes of people for so many years. No wonder when he said that he was the death of his parents, no one really explored her identity. Even the old Valley leader was too kind to her.
That's why.
Although she never died, such a home can no longer be regarded as a home. Song Taifu, who was once elegant and elegant, is now so decadent that he has only one breath left. The whole person is too old to be treated with his real age. If it weren't for the so-called gratitude psychology, I'm afraid I'd be alone in the Taifu house now, and I don't know life or death.
"Sister-in-law, in the morning, I was scared very much. The effect of bloody lotus seeds was really fast, but in a few hours, my sister-in-law was in good condition." holding song Ningyu's hand, Bai Liwan moon was slightly shorter than song Ningyu. When I looked up to see her, my childish eyebrows and eyes were like a child.
A demon with a fairy face. Probably the best description of the woman in front of me.
"Grandpa asked me to learn more in Baili hall with you. What is Baili hall?" song Ningyu looked at the pink girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. There are people like Baili hall leader. I'm afraid it's hard not to teach such a daughter.