Chapter 421

Yunmo glanced at Wei Yue and secretly said that the little ancestor was really bad. He deliberately said it to make adults unhappy.

"I'm more curious. I'm walking away from the expression when I saw Shao Qing's true face." Wei Yueming lifted a shallow smile on her lips. She looked a little trance and didn't know what she was thinking.

In the deepest part of the city Lord's mansion, there is a slave yard, which is a place for slaves to live. At this time, at the door of the slave yard, two women were facing each other and were at war.

There were slaves around. The slaves looked at fu'er and ye Lixiang. For a moment, they didn't know which side to stand on. One was the distinguished guest invited by the city master and the other was the favored young lady of the night family. It really embarrassed them.

Fu'er looked at the night like a proud peacock and was so angry that her silver teeth clenched. She just went out for a walk. Unexpectedly, the woman stopped her. It was a pity that she couldn't be killed in Jinghuai mansion that day. It's also strange that the woman's life is good. It's just so that Xiao congyue passing by can save her. Otherwise, the woman must be a skeleton now!

Ye Lixiang waved the whip in her hand at will and stared at fu'er's face. Her eyes were even colder, "You cheap woman, dare to pretend to be Xiao Qingyue to hook. Lead the girl's cousin!"

Fu'er's heart was pounding and hungry, but her face showed an innocent expression, "I don't know what night girl said."

"Don't know?" yelixiang sneered. "It is well known that Xiao Qingyue, the fourth leader of Fengge, died more than three years ago. What are you doing with her face?"

Fu'er frowned, "it's true that Xiao Qingyue is already, but night girl seems to have misunderstood something. I'm Shao Qingyue, not Xiao Qingyue."

"Bah! You think I haven't seen Shao Qing's face?" when ye Lixiang saw Shao Qing without a human skin mask, that face was only beautiful. It was so beautiful.

Fu'er smiled deeply and said, "I was just wearing a human skin mask. This is my real face."

"You still dare to sophistry, and don't tear off the human skin mask on your face for me immediately!" Ye Lixiang was angry and threw the whip at fu'er.

Fu'er's face changed slightly, and she was about to stretch out her hand to block it. A wisp of the scent of the evening primrose was beautiful. The next moment, a man in black stood in front of her. She saw a purple light, and the whip waved by Li Xiang at night beat out.

"Cousin!" night Li's fragrance stomped his feet.

Fu'er took the opportunity to step forward and took Ye Lansheng's arm. She said pitifully, "Lansheng, your cousin is really fierce."

Ye Lansheng quietly pulled down fu'er's hand, walked to Ye Lixiang and said in a deep voice: "go back and prepare. Come to the sacrifice on time early tomorrow morning."

"Yes." although Ye Lixiang was no longer reluctant, she would not delay the business. She glared fiercely at the complacent fu'er and then left with a whip.

The servants who watched around also immediately made birds scattered. Even if the night haze Sheng was more beautiful, they didn't dare to stay any more. Once there was a maid who looked at the city Lord more and was punished by the steward to clean the toilet for more than a month. They don't want to clean the toilet!

Ye Lansheng turned back and looked at the familiar face on fu'er's face. The bottom of his eyes quickly flashed a cold light, but his face softened and said, "I'll let yunmo send you back. I'll see you again after tomorrow's busy."

"Lan Sheng." fu'er stepped forward and pulled Ye Lan Sheng. Night Lan Sheng looked back, his eyes fell on fu'er's pulling sleeves, resisted the impulse to wave her out, and whispered, "ah Qing, when did you become so disobedient?"

Fu'er's eyes trembled, took back her hand, raised a far fetched smile and said, "OK, I'll wait for you."

Night Lan Sheng's eyes were colder. He didn't say anything more. He turned and left. His ah Qing has never been obedient, and he likes her to be so unpretentious, occasionally make two, with a small willfulness, but he knows how to advance and retreat.

His ah Qing is unique and irreplaceable!

Yunmo made a gesture of invitation and said in a low voice, "madam, please."

Fu'er reluctantly took back her admiring eyes, looked at yunmo and walked back wilting.

Yunmo only sent fu'er to the place where she lived. He stood outside the door and watched fu'er go in. Then he turned and left.

Furl returned to the room, closed the door, and the candle lit. Fu'er was shocked and was about to shout out. She saw two figures coming out behind the screen. One of them was looking at her with a smile.

"Have you seen him?"

Fu'er breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly, "how did you come to me? If someone finds out, don't say you, I don't know how to die."

"You're wearing this face. The mayor of the city of never night is willing to let you die?" Xu Zhicai smiled and went to the table to sit down. He poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip. "Don't forget the purpose of our brothers to save you. The people above have said that if you can't leave yelan Sheng and Shao Qing this time, you don't have to keep it."

Fu'er's face changed slightly and turned away. "He said he would come to me tomorrow."

"It's stupid enough." Xu Zhicai sneered and threw a brocade bag to fu'er, "eat the green pill inside, pretend to be ill and lead Ye Lansheng to come over, and throw the red one into the stove to light it. Don't I teach you what to do next?"

Fu'er took the brocade bag, clenched it tightly in the palm of her hand, bit her lower lip, hardened her scalp and said, "I'll try."

Floating light hall.

When ye Lansheng came back from taking a bath, he saw Wei Yueling sitting behind the desk, holding a pen. He didn't know he was writing such a thing. When he heard the news, he just looked up at him lazily and continued to write.

"What are you writing?" night Lansheng walked over. Wei Yueling rarely took a pen. After his death, he couldn't help feeling a little curious.

Wei Yueling's little face looked flustered. He quickly lost his pen and put the paper into a ball into his sleeve bag. "Nothing, write casually."

Night Lan Sheng just smiled, rubbed Wei Yueling's small head, turned to find a towel to wipe his hair. Wei Yueling glanced at yelan Sheng and asked, "you just went to see that woman?"

Ye Lansheng didn't speak.

"I tell you, if you do something sorry for ah Qing, I will tell her."

Night Lan Sheng looked a little helpless, "what are you thinking about?"

Wei Yueling puffed her small face, hummed twice, squatted down, pulled down a box from the bottom of the cabinet behind her, and took out the things inside.

It's a picture.

Unfold, the picture on it is a playful and beautiful girl.

Wei Yueling's fat fingers stroked the girl's face on the picture and sighed, "this face is really beautiful."

Night Lan Sheng's eyes fell on the picture scroll in Wei Yueling's hands and didn't speak.

Naturally he knew what was painted on it. He painted it a few years ago. The person in the painting was Xiao Qingyue when he was young.

"What are you doing with this?"

"Can't I see?"

"Whatever you want."

Ye Lansheng went to the soft couch and sat down and continued to wipe his hair. Wei Yueling glanced at yelan Sheng, then turned over a picture scroll from the cabinet and opened it on the desktop one by one.

"My Lord."

The voice of yunmo suddenly came from outside.

"What's up?"

"Madam suddenly shouted that she had a stomachache and had let the people in the pharmacist's Pavilion pass by. Would you like to have a look?"

Night Lan Sheng frowned. After thinking, he still stood up, threw the towel aside and went out. Behind him came Wei Yueling's strange voice: "do you need to order someone to prepare two bowls of pills for you first?"

Yunmo couldn't help laughing. Even the cloud cold hiding in the dark couldn't help but hook the lip corner.

Night Lan Sheng Jun's face sank and continued to walk forward without saying a word.

"Hey, let's explain in advance that no one in the palace recognizes except ah Qingsheng!" Wei Yueling's voice came from behind, and ye Lansheng walked faster.

Wei Yueling looked at the direction of the disappearance of yelan Sheng and thought it was better to keep up. His nephew can't go to anyone's couch!

Will be close to the place where fu'er lives, then listen to the woman's painful moan. Yelan Sheng hesitated a little, looked sideways, hid behind him, and walked in.

"What's going on?"

The doctor of the herbalist Pavilion saw that ye Lansheng came in and quickly saluted. Then he trembled and said, "I'm afraid I've eaten the wrong thing. My subordinates have written a prescription and let the girl drink it."

Because ye Lansheng didn't introduce fu'er's identity to anyone, except for a few people around her, others only regarded fu'er as a distinguished guest invited by Ye Lansheng, all of whom were commensurate with the girl.

Seeing the night Lansheng, fu'er called out, "Lansheng."

Night Lan Sheng's eyes moved slightly, walked to the couch, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't get close. He just asked, "why did you suddenly have a stomachache?"

"I don't know." fu'er's voice was filled with tears. She really cried in pain. She didn't know what Xu Zhicai gave her. Not long after eating, there was a burst of colic in her abdomen. It was only a moment. Soon, the pain began to disappear gradually.

Ye Lansheng said in a warm voice, "I'll have someone come up with a short medicine for you later. After drinking it, I'll have an early rest."

With that, ye Lansheng turned and wanted to go. Fu'er suddenly got up and rushed to embrace Ye Lansheng's waist. The night Lan Sheng whole body froze, subconsciously wanted to push her away, suddenly thought of something, but held back.

The doctor didn't know when he had gone down and didn't forget to close the door for them.

Inside the house, the candle is dim and yellow, the incense burner is burning, and the room is quiet.

Fu'er put her face on Ye Lansheng's back and asked stiffly, "Lansheng, you blame me for coming to you without your consent?"

"Nothing." the night Lan Sheng drooped his eyes and said faintly.

"Then why are you so cold to me?" Fu Er stayed, walked around in front of Ye Lansheng barefoot, raised her head and stared at Ye Lansheng.

Ye Lansheng's eyes moved slightly, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and rubbed fu'er's head. He said in a warm voice, "don't think about it, rest early, and go to the sacrifice with me early tomorrow morning."

Fu'er's complexion slowed down, and two blushes floated on her face. She gently pulled the corners of Ye Lansheng's clothes, "can you stay with me tonight?"