"Is my brother back?"

"No..." The housekeeper shook his head: "The young master didn't come back, the master's mood became worse and worse, and he couldn't bear the slightest stimulation. Miss, old man... I won't invite you in."

Zhuang Xiaoyu burst into tears: "So, Dad is actually determined to drive me out of the priest's mansion, doesn't he plan to let me go back?"

The butler couldn't help but blushed, "Miss, the High Priest actually loves you very much, he did this for your own good..."

Some things can't be said too thoroughly, after all, Zhuang Xiaoyu is just a young lady who has been pampered and raised in a deep boudoir, so I'm afraid that what I say will scare her too much.

Zhuang Xiaoyu asked hoarsely, "How is my father's health?"

"The old slave will take good care of him. Don't worry, Miss. The poison in her body has actually been suppressed, but her mental condition is not very good." belly.

Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and looked inside: "Where's Brother Qingyun?"

When mentioning Zhuang Qingyun, the butler had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like.

The butler whispered: "Miss, do you have anything to say to Master Qingyun? If so, why not tell this old slave, and this old slave will convey it for you."

Zhuang Xiaoyu paused, "Have the guards sent out still not heard about my elder brother?"

The butler sighed and shook his head.

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly approached the butler, put her mouth into the butler's ear, and muttered a few words...

Asparagus and the guards stood far away, and they didn't hear what they said at all, only saw the butler's face change, and he recovered quickly, nodding repeatedly.

Before the housekeeper finished talking to Zhuang Xiaoyu, Zhuang Qingyun also came over, "Miss."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked up at Zhuang Qingyun: "Are you taking care of my father recently?"

Zhuang Qingyun shook his head: "It's the housekeeper who is taking care of me. I'm only responsible for handling some big and small affairs in the mansion. I visit the high priest occasionally."

"I heard that my elder brother has news, right?"

Zhuang Qingyun's eyes flickered slightly: "Miss, who did you listen to? I haven't received any news from here. All the guards that should be sent out by the mansion to look for the young master have been sent out, but they haven't heard anything."

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at Zhuang Qingyun for a moment, lowered her eyes, and her face was full of disappointment: "Thank you for helping to take care of the priest's mansion."

She turned around, not wanting to stay any longer.

Zhuang Qingyun quickly stopped her: "Miss, don't you plan to sneak a look at the high priest in the front yard?"

"No, I'll come back to see him next time." Zhuang Xiaoyu walked into the carriage: "I won't make my father angry."

Yu Sui supported Zhuang Xiaoyu and got into the carriage together, and seeing the priest's mansion gradually disappearing from sight, Yu Sui asked in puzzlement: "Miss, it took me so long to come back, and you are worried about the high priest, why don't you listen to Master Qingyun? Go in quietly and take a look?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head and told Wenzhu: "Go to the market."

Wenzhu didn't dare to disobey Zhuang Xiaoyu's order, so he could only drive the carriage to the market. Zhuang Xiaoyu looked in this shop and that shop, bought a lot of things, and moved them all to the carriage.

Finally, seeing that it was getting late, I simply went to the private room of the restaurant to rest.

As usual, Asparagus ordered a few dishes on the first floor and ate by himself.

The waiter carried the food upstairs and went into the private room. Yu Sui raised his hand and closed the door, took out a piece of silver from his bosom, and stuffed it into the waiter's hand: "Xiaoer, do something for my lady. There is a chance for you to make a fortune."