Planning to marry the third master

The next day, the carriage stopped at the door of Xie's Mansion, and there was a long row. Just like last time, the people from the second room also went, and it was Xie Yunhao who took the people from the mansion out.

As he rode from the end to the end, he saw Feng Zhuohua giving him a cold glance, as if he hated her when he couldn't get it.

Shuangxi whispered: "Miss, we have offended the second master!"

Feng Zhuohua was silent. As long as Xie Yunxiao didn't ask her to go, she wouldn't have to see anyone annoying. She doesn't move around in the house. As long as Xie Yunhao doesn't come, the chance of meeting him is probably low.

Everyone began to get on the carriage one after another, and Feng Zhuohua couldn't help but wonder, has this personnel matter not been settled yet?

Xie Xinhui asked Luo Linxi to get into her carriage.

Luo Mingshuang looked at Feng Zhuohua's expression specifically. She was really as pale as water. Is she not jealous of Lin Xi at all?

At this time, Aunt Tan in the old lady's courtyard walked up to Luo Mingshuang, took out a piece of paper and asked, "Does Grandma recognize the handwriting on it?"

Luo Mingshuang took a look and thought she looked familiar. Then she looked at Feng Zhuohua and asked, "What does the old lady want to do?"

Aunt Qin said: "Third Master has a batch of broken books and is looking for a copywriter. He has designated someone who can calligraphy in this hand."

The handwriting was indeed good. Luo Mingshuang stopped Feng Zhuohua who was about to get on the carriage and said: "Zhuohua, come here."

Feng Zhuohua paused before getting on the carriage, got off the carriage, walked slowly to Luo Mingshuang, and called out softly: "Auntie."

Luo Mingshuang showed Feng Zhuohua's handwriting and said, "But it's your handwriting?"

Feng Zhuohua saw that it was one of her own manuscripts. Maybe Shuangxi didn't clean it up and left it in Fei Yuyuan. It was all random scribblings of ghosts and the like, and said, "It looks like my handwriting."

Luo Mingshuang said: "Then you go with Grandma Tan. If you can't go to the Great Buddhist Temple this time, we can go together next time."

Feng Zhuohua responded: "Yes."

Then he followed Aunt Tan back to Xie's Mansion.

Luo Mingshuang observed Feng Zhuohua. Even if he didn't go out, his expression was indifferent. For example, the monk had completely different personalities from Lin Xi. Lin Xi could guess what he was thinking at a glance, and Zhuohua , but it is elusive.

Feng Zhuohua followed Aunt Tan into the old lady's yard without entering the house. Aunt Tan came out not long after entering the house and took her to Feiyu Courtyard.

Xie Yunxiao was feeding, but this time he was feeding living animals.

Feng Zhuohua saw a trembling pig being pushed into a large cage containing wolves, and then the cage was closed.

Seven or eight wolves pounced and bit the weak pig when they saw a living creature.

The pig's screams sounded, very shrill.

Shuangxi screamed in fright, hugged Feng Zhuohua, and said, "Miss, don't look!"

Xie Yunxiao turned around and frowned.

Aunt Qin said happily: "Third Master, it's my cousin's handwriting."

Xie Yunxiao waved his hand, and Grandma Tan stepped back.

Feng Zhuohua's eyes were cold, "Why?"

The pig's screams were heart-wrenching, but gradually became fainter. The scene was extremely bloody. Feng Zhuohua boldly took another look into the cage, biting off the meat almost raw.

Then his face turned pale and he looked at Xie Yunxiao again.

Xie Yunxiao frowned deeply and said coldly: "Don't look at it if you're afraid."

Feng Zhuohua: "You can obviously feed me raw meat."

"Why, you still want to seek justice for a pig."

Feng Zhuohua shook his head and said, "It's too cruel."

Xie Yunxiao said indifferently: "No one needs to tell me what I do. If you don't like it, just get out."

Feng Zhuohua turned around and left with Shuangxi.

This scared the two little girls quite a bit. Before Shuangxi left, he glanced at the cage again. Intestines were scattered all over the floor. He started vomiting before they even left Feiyuyuan.

Feng Zhuohua was not that serious. Seeing Shuangxi vomiting all over the floor, she felt sick and wanted to vomit. Fortunately, a woman brought water to the two little girls. He also reassured: "Just get used to it."

Feng Zhuohua returned to his yard without thinking at all, and was angry when Xie Yunxiao told him to get lost.

There is no need to report to the big house for leaving the house today, so he said: "Double happiness, we are leaving the house today!"

Shuangxi nodded and said, "I'll go to Fei Yuyuan and tell you that there's no need to deliver food."

Feng Zhuohua nodded, "Go ahead."

Xie Yunxiao also left the house. When the two met, Xie Yunxiao was sitting on the sedan chair with a dark face and glanced at Feng Zhuohua coldly.

Feng Zhuohua also had a cold face and didn't say hello at all.

Walking in one direction at a time, a short section of the road is almost parallel.

Feng Zhuohua suddenly stopped, and Shuangxi was caught off guard.

Shuangxi: "Miss, why don't you leave."

Feng Zhuohua: "Make way for the King of Hell!" She angrily said what was in her heart.

Someone is snoring inwardly and has a bad temper. He dares to treat him as the King of Hell. Let’s keep this account in mind first.