The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"housekeeper!"

When the captain of the guards saw the butler faint, he felt as if he had lost his backbone in an instant and was at a loss.

Lan Wangshu watched all this with great interest, secretly laughing in his heart: This guard captain is just like a dog tied up by the butler! When the butler was alive, he was arrogant and domineering, shouting recklessly; but now that the butler has fallen, he immediately becomes timid.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, then she lowered her head and took a sip of tea, but seemed unsatisfied with the taste, and turned the teacup upside down on the table with disgust on her face.

Zhang Cuicui, who was standing by, immediately understood what he meant when she saw this. She hurriedly took out another bowl of mung bean soup from the bucket that had been prepared long ago, added some ice cubes into it, and brought it to Lan Wangshu's side.

The girl took out a transparent glass tube from somewhere, carefully put it into the mung bean soup, stirred it gently, picked up the bowl and took a big sip, followed by a burst of nodding in praise.

Hua Qiming's gaze lingered on the girl for a moment, and he instantly understood her intention.

I think I must get to the bottom of this today, without caring about the Wen family's reputation at all.

After all, in this era, a steward of a large family has a high status in the aristocratic circle, and usually no one would easily tear their faces with him. Since Lan Wangshu has made all the preparations, he naturally will not back down at all.

No matter what, for both public and private reasons, he must get to the bottom of the flower thief.

"Someone, come! Send the butler to the infirmary for treatment."

As Hua Qiming waved his hand, the people behind him immediately stepped forward and carried the unconscious housekeeper away. Unnoticed by anyone, a furry little ball quietly turned twice.

"how?"

[How strange! This person seemed normal, so why did he suddenly faint? ]

Lan Wangshu closed his eyes tightly, but through the eyes of the man in front of him, he could see everything that was happening in the outside world. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

So this old man wanted to compete with her in acting skills? Well, if that was the case, she would help him today and see how long he could hold out!

“Big tree.”

"I'm here!"

"Choose two men with strong martial arts skills to protect the head of the Wen family. Do not let him encounter any accidents, lest someone take the opportunity to throw dirty water on me."

"Yes!"

Dashu bowed respectfully, turned around and waved to the two people behind him, and whispered a few words to them.

At this moment, Hua Qiming was staring at the housekeeper thoughtfully, then lowered his head and smiled secretly.

Lan Wangshu watched the unconscious housekeeper's every move very clearly - he clenched his fists tightly and the veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably. She took a sip of the mung bean soup leisurely and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: This situation is really interesting.

She wanted to see how many tricks this housekeeper had! Whether he tried to disrupt the interrogation process by pretending to faint, or tried to get away by pretending to faint, or pass on information, no clues would escape her eyes. She would kill all the clues in the cradle, and make all his extravagant hopes come to nothing!

The head guard was like a stone statue waiting for his husband, staring at the housekeeper who was walking away. He raised his arm slightly, but suddenly realized that this was too embarrassing, so he quickly lowered it. Then, he stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck as hard as he could, and followed the direction where the housekeeper left, his eyes unable to move even a little bit.

"Miss Yueya, how do you explain the housekeeper's doubts about this hairpin?"

In fact, when Yueya saw the exquisite hairpin, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. However, she changed her mind and thought about what Lan Wangshu said, and finally decided to trust him.

"Your Excellency, that is indeed my thing. Although this hairpin is exquisitely crafted, it is made of ordinary copper gongs and is not very valuable. After careful consideration, I finally decided to buy it."

Yueya stood with her head down, her tone calm and without any disturbance. Seeing this, Hua Qiming nodded repeatedly to show his approval.

"In that case, Miss Yueya, would you mind letting us check it out?"

"Of course it's fine. As long as the Prime Minister can uphold justice for me, a small hairpin is nothing to worry about." Yueya replied righteously. Originally, the hairpin was not hers, so naturally she would not feel regretful or reluctant to part with it.

Hua Qiming quickly invited an officially certified alchemist to come. As soon as the craftsman got the hairpin, he couldn't help but look at it for a long time, touching his beard with his hand, and was full of praise. He observed it carefully for a long time before turning around and bowing to Hua Qiming.

"Sir Prime Minister, this hairpin is undoubtedly made of copper, but the outer layer is plated with a layer of gold, which makes it look like real gold. Although its craftsmanship cannot be called exquisite, its style is unique and exquisite, which is indeed within Miss Yueya's purchasing power."

"Absolutely impossible! You must be deceiving me." The lady's face was filled with astonishment and unwillingness, finding it difficult to accept this fact.

The head guard found it hard to accept this answer. He reached out and grabbed the hairpin without hesitation, then clenched his teeth and bit it hard with all his strength. However, until his teeth were sore, he still did not see the scene he expected.

His body shook involuntarily, as if he had lost his support, and he became somewhat at a loss. At this moment, the emperor was not present, and he had no idea what to do next. The head of the guards was in a mess, and he really couldn't think of any good ideas. His eyes continued to scan the surroundings, as if looking for a way to escape.