Chapter 84

The clear wind and the bright moon are full of ups and downs, and all kinds of conjectures are frequent, but they are not slow at their feet. They rush forward to protect Xie Xian and get on the bus. Xie Xian doesn't care to see him off, so he asks the coachman to turn around and go.

However, the old cow paced, and the slow Xie Xian scratched his heart and liver, and it was hard to sit still.

"Qingfeng, you secretly follow Mrs. Xiao's ox cart, and wait for her to return to the house safely, and then come back to recover her life."

Qingfeng: it's a little difficult in the dark.

From Qingxi bridge to Qingxi lane, the road is not like a zigzag city. There are trees on both sides, but he can't jump up and down to hide in the tree, waiting for people to find out?

In addition, the two nursing homes around Mrs. Xiao follow outside the car, and the two maids on the car also have kung fu. Their overall combat effectiveness is higher than that of Xie's house. As soon as they meet Mrs. Xiao, their intelligence quotient is zero. Otherwise, they will not be used to follow. What really happens can't tell who is protecting who.

But Qingfeng has been following Xie Xian for so many years. He is used to one command and one action, so he won't say no. he doesn't show his face and goes away.

Qingfeng is strict and steady. He follows the ox cart of Xiaofu all the way. He is afraid of being found, so he has to follow him far away. For fear of being found, he can only stick it on the bark of the tree and recruit many mosquitoes along the way.

It wasn't until he watched Xiao Baoxin enter Xiao's house safely that he took a long breath and turned away.

"... lady, the people who are following are gone." Back to the ward.

His wife attracts bees and butterflies, and every time she goes back to her house, someone follows her.

This one is obviously not the same person as the one last time. The one who has Kung Fu can't easily find out if he doesn't have the ability of hearing and seeing. But this one... It's really hard to pretend that he didn't find out.

Xiao Baoxin's lips pick lightly: "don't care."

And said no.

If you say you don't want to do something you don't want to do, it seems that you are willing to do it.

Xiao Baoxin happily hummed a little song that he didn't know when and where he heard, and went back to the mansion leisurely.

Qingfeng thinks that the work is clean and tidy, and no one notices it, so she goes back to recover her life in a hurry.

When he returned home, Xie Xian had finished washing. Leaning against the window and looking at the night sky, he was very lonely.

"Lang Zhu." Qingfeng lightly steps forward. Without waiting for a reply, Xie Xian gently waves his hand and orders him to go down.

"The villain left." Qingfeng came out of the house again. Mingyue slapped mosquitoes on her body in the yard. When she saw him coming out of the house, she grabbed Qingfeng and pulled away.

"What does Master Lang mean?" He asked in a low voice, "it seems that Mrs. Xiao has taken a fancy to our Lord lang. why shouldn't he be happy? I don't think it's like Lord Lang's confession was rejected. You didn't see the face of Lang Zhu when he came back just now. He was red and white for a while, and he drank water into his nostrils. He was so fascinated... "

Qingfeng: this guy really has no memory. He was punished for three months' salary and got ten bans because he paid attention to Mrs. Xiao. Now he is paying attention to her husband again. She is really rich and not afraid of beating.

"Don't make a wild guess about master Lang"

"Qingfeng, master Lang is the master of our family, so we have to inherit it. It's all business. I care. What's the matter?" Mingyue looks like I'm good for Lang Zhu: "you said, Lang Zhu clearly intended to be Mrs. Xiao. How did he run away?"

He also wanted to know if it was the Lang master who took the opportunity to tell someone that he was rejected and was ashamed and angry.

But at that time, looking from a distance, it was Mrs. Xiao who was obviously coquettish. How did they come back and wilt like eggplant?

Qingfeng gave him a clear look and went back to his ear room to have a rest: "go back and have a rest. I'll serve the master in the morning."

"We're not brothers anymore --"

"It was my brother who told you," Qingfeng pulled him back. "Some people can move their minds, others can't. And we, master Lang.... "

"What's the matter?"

"Obviously not."

Mingyue is even more confused after listening to it. I don't want to... I still can't

Now it's not only spreading outside, but the old lady and her wife are also affected. They are worried and don't dare to ask, for fear that if it really hurts their weak heart.

Last month, I sent two pretty maids to the master Lang's room. I asked them to send them back to Yuanlu without waiting to say a word.

Then, the old lady and his wife became anxious, which directly led to his anxiety.

After all, he was sent by the old lady to the master. The old lady took him as her own person and asked him every day, but he didn't do it.

It's not easy to find a lady Xiao who is the master's favorite. As a result, the master obviously ran away - still in a mess, which made him uncertain.

Went to the old lady there to ask, how should he return again, OK, he a small Si where know?

The moon tossed and turned all night.

The court of Daliang stipulated that he should take a day off every five days. Xie Xianmu took a day off every other day. The moon rose a little later and it was past prime time when he arrived.

Xie Xian didn't leave a maid to wait on him. Before he became an official, he was served by qingfengmingyue. Later, when Xie Xian became an official, he took him in and out with him. On the contrary, the matter of personal service was handed over to Liuyun and Feishuang, who were 15 or 16 years old.

Before Mingyue came into the room, she went to the curtain and heard Xie Weiwei's sullen voice: "burn the profane clothes."

Immediately after that, Feishuang came out with her clothes in her hands and ran away with Mingyue.

When you pick the curtain and enter the room, Liuyun has already served Xie Xian and changed his clothes.

He tossed and turned all night and didn't sleep well? The master of his family was obviously more tossing and turning than him. His eyes were blue and red. Another thought is that the master Lang asked someone to burn his dirty clothes just now. His voice was obviously irritated

The moon is clear, he is also the little Lang of 17, who does not understand it.

The old lady and his wife don't need to worry about it. There should be no problem with the master's health.

As for psychology, he didn't know.

When the moon comes in, the breeze comes. Although Xie Xian was the head of his family, the Xie family still had a patriarch. The family decided to rebuild the ancestral hall.

"The wine has been offered orally, but in the end, it's still up to the owner to decide the money."

Zhou Jijiu was led by his daughter and lost his official position. After half a month's discussion, Emperor Yuheng finally decided the Third Master of Xie family.

Guozi Jijiu, though not a high-ranking official position such as Da Sima and Du Du, is an honest official that the aristocratic family would like to be, which is called QingWang's return.

Third master Xie was so happy that his nose almost burst out. He thought that Xie Xian had to deal with it. He was very appreciative. When Xie Xian's attitude got better, he called him the master of his family. It was not the third room who had blown up his hair and yelled every day that the master of his family was the troublemaker of the Xie family——

"Dial one thousand Liang first. If it's not enough, come back." Xie Xian has always been indifferent to money.

Back to a few things at home, speaking of Pan Shuo handed a post to visit today, Xie Xian frowned.

"Yesterday, I came back late and didn't reply to him."

Xie Xian interrupted with a wave, "when?"

This is the difficult thing to do. The person who received the post was negligent“ It doesn't say the exact time. "

It's Pan Shuo's style.

After talking for a while, he felt that his energy was obviously poor and his head was aching. He got up and leaned back to his bed to rest. Eyes closed and then opened, ordered the moon to put away the silver paper on the table.

As the moon passed by, there was a bright white silver paper spread on the desk. There was only a big word on it

"Yes."

It is the handwriting of the master of his family.