A tree of holly is floating

"Turn...□□?" Fu Sheng couldn't believe it.

Xue Lang closed the folding fan and put it on Fu Sheng's mouth: "Hush! Few people in this mansion have seen him, did you mention it to others just now?"

Fu Sheng quickly shook his head: "No!"

Xue Lang retracted the folding fan and opened it across his chest with a puff, and said with a smile, "Smart! Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food! Maybe he'll be back soon!" After saying that, he walked towards the gate of the Zhao Mansion.

"By the way," Xue Lang turned his head and asked, "What's your name? Otherwise, I wouldn't even know what to call you!"

Fu Sheng followed him into the Zhao Mansion, looking around all the way, hoping to find a familiar figure.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xue Lang stopped and said, "Oh, how about asking you?"

Only then did Fu Sheng let out an oh, and replied absent-mindedly: "Just call me Fu Sheng."

"Fusheng—" Xue Lang played with taste, "That's a good name!"

"Really? That Xue Lang, is it you, Master Lang?" Fu Sheng looked up at him.

Xue Lang naturally knew that the streets and alleys talked about and commented on him, but at this moment when he met these smart eyes, the spring water rippling in his eyes made Xue Lang's heart move slightly, and he almost lost his mind.

Xue Lang shook the folding fan across his chest and said with a smile, "How do you know? It seems that I am really famous! Let's go, I will take you to eat delicious food first!"

Fu Sheng muttered: "Not all of them have a good reputation!"

Someone saw her walking with Xue Lang that day, and later, a little girl teased her and asked her to marry Xue Lang to be Mrs. Xue.Looking at the expressions of those little girls, she felt that this Xue Lang must have gone to places like Chao Hua Xi Shi and Joy with Jun on weekdays.

Xue Lang pretended to be annoyed: "What do you mean? Have you asked those little girls about me?" After speaking, there was a hint of complacency that couldn't be concealed.

Fu Sheng followed behind him, lazily replied: "I don't have time to talk to them!"

Xue Lang waved his fan, taking Fu Sheng's absent-mindedness as duplicity.Just when a young servant came over from the corridor, Xue Lang stopped him and asked, "Is the table open?"

The young man replied: "I'm waiting for Miss, I guess it's almost here, Master Lang should hurry over too!"

Xue Lang nodded in response: "Understood!" After finishing speaking, he turned and whispered to Fu Sheng: "Let's be quiet, don't let anyone find out!" Then he took Fu Sheng's wrist and turned from the corridor to the back garden .

It was the first time for Fu Sheng to be held by someone like this, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, he struggled twice, but not only did he not break free, but he was held even tighter.

At this time, the night had fallen, and the seats in the main hall of the front yard of the Zhao Mansion were open. The guests of the Zhao family were seated at two large round tables. Stepping on the back of the tiles, I went to the back garden.Suddenly seeing two figures coming down the corridor, I didn't know what it was like, sighed lightly, and disappeared across the roof.

"I, I can walk by myself," Fu Sheng muttered, "Let me go!"

Seeing that she was really reluctant, Xue Lang laughed and said, "It's dark, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the way."

Fu Sheng pointed to the lantern above his head and said: "This one is very bright, you can see it."

Only then did Xue Lang let her go, and said with a smile, "Alright! But keep up!"

The cook and the wife who were in charge of the cooking in the kitchen were busy at work, and the maids and servants kept coming in and out, rushing to deliver the delicacies just out of the pot to the main hall in the front yard.

Seeing that Xue Lang was about to go into the kitchen, Fu Sheng grabbed him and asked, "Didn't you bring me to find someone? What are you doing here?"

Xue Lang put away his fan, and replied: "I'll get you something to eat first, and wait for me here! I'll talk about the rest when you're full!" After speaking, he headed towards the kitchen, and Fu Sheng hid in a Under the bunch of banana trees, I looked around again, and after a while, Xue Lang had already come out of the kitchen with a lacquered food box.

Sitting under a slightly brighter porch, Xue Lang took out a duck leg from the food box and handed it to Fu Sheng, saying, "Try this!"

Fu Sheng said: "I'll do it myself!" He was about to reach out to pick it up, but Xue Lang slapped the back of his hand, and then pushed the duck leg to her mouth, saying: "Eat like this, see how many hands you have." dirty!"

As Xue Lang said so, he really grabbed the back of Fu Sheng's hand and turned it over, saying: "Look!"

But Fu Sheng said: "If you don't clean it, you won't get sick if you eat it."

Xue Lang laughed and said: "Where do these crooked principles come from, you can eat as soon as you are told!" As he said, he pushed the duck leg forward again, and Fu Sheng had to take another bite.

Fu Sheng frowned, and asked: "Why is it sweet?!"

"How about it? It's delicious!" Seeing that Fu Sheng nodded slightly, Xue Lang said proudly, "It's called duck poured in honey sauce, but it's the best private dish of the cooks in the mansion. It's not usually available. Today You hit it, you are really lucky!"

Having said that, Xue Lang handed the duck leg to Fu Sheng again, and asked her to take another bite, but Fu Sheng asked, "Pouring the duck with honey? But is there honey in it?"

Xue Lang said with a smile: "Yes! And it is more than half a year old twisted duck, brush it with honey sauce, and pour it with boiling oil again, but I don't know exactly how to do it. If you eat it to your liking, you can eat it another day I'll secretly go and ask you!"

Fu Sheng waved his hand and said: "No need, no need!" Then, he took the duck leg from Xue Lang's hand, "I'll do it myself! By the way, aren't you the young master of this mansion? You can do any banquet at home. Don't you have to go?"

Seeing her eating well, Xue Lang couldn't help but feel the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. Although he always felt that seeing her this time was a little different from the last time, it seemed that she was even more unpredictable.

Shaking the folding fan in front of him, Xue Lang said with a smile: "I'm not a decent young master of the Zhao family, and they won't care if I don't go!"

But Fu Sheng then asked: "Where is the lady from the Zhao residence? Will she not be angry if you don't go?"

Now Xue Lang smiled even more cheerfully: "Why do you even care about her?"

Fu Sheng just didn't want to sit and chat with him all the time, he just wanted to send him away, but Xue Lang thought that the little lady in front of him was acting like a baby and was jealous!

After laughing a few times, Xue Lang said again: "You, you, care about yourself more, just take care of yourself and don't care what others do!" Seeing that she was silent, Xue Lang said again, "If you can't find her today What other plans do you have for her?"

Fu Sheng put down his duck legs, looked at the stars rising in the sky, smiled slightly, and said bitterly: "I don't know either. I can always find it!"

Xue Lang followed with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I promise to help you find him!"

Next door to the Zhao Mansion, Xue Chengmei put a roll of letter paper as thin as cicada's wings on a candle, and the bean-sized flame flickered slightly, and the letter paper was ignited and turned into a pile of ashes in an instant.

Xue Chengmei sat in front of the desk, took out an identical piece of letter paper from the hidden drawer on the right, picked up the thinnest wolf hair, wrote a few words, then rolled it into a small roll and stuffed it into a small bamboo Put it in the tube, put a stopper in it, wrap a circle of wax on the candlestick, hand it to Holly, who is standing by the side, and say: "Be sure to deliver it before dawn!"

Originally, Dongqing wanted to ask Xue Chengmei about something else, but seeing that Xue Chengmei's brows were frowning, she nodded and took the things he handed over and put them into her arms. Just as she turned around, Xue Chengmei raised her hand and shouted: "etc!"

Dongqing turned around and said, "My lord?"

Xue Chengmei walked around the room with her hands behind her back, and finally made up her mind: "When necessary," Xue Chengmei made a gesture of slashing her hands, and said, "Remember, we must protect the two nobles!"

Dongqing nodded, turned around and jumped onto the roof when she went out, and disappeared into the night.

Mao'erzhuang is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is excellent. Even though it was almost the end of spring, the sun was blocked by the mountain behind Zhuangzi early.

The lights were turned on early in the house, and Pan Dani quickly arranged the bowls and chopsticks. As soon as she came out of the yard, she felt a white shadow swaying in front of her. Before he even had time to snort, he completely lost his anger.

Pan Xiaoxiao hid behind the haystack, holding two eggs in one hand, covering her mouth tightly with the other hand, her chest heaved violently, even though the big tears kept rolling down, it was still the same. He clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Not long after, there was a ping-pong-pong fight in the yard, and Pan Xiaoxiao took advantage of the chaos to go around to the back door and climb in from the low wall.

Mrs. Qi Xia was sitting in the living room, Ping Yang was also there with the guard who had been silent all this time. Seeing Pan Xiaoxiao who had tears on his face came out from behind the curtain, knowing that she had never seen such a scene before, she was a little frightened. inevitable.

So Mrs. Qixia waved to her, and she rushed over at once, and finally burst into tears in her arms.

Mrs. Qixia patted her on the back lightly, glanced at the closed door, and heard the killing sound approaching, unconsciously sighed.

Standing up from the chair, Mrs. Qixia took the gleaming long knife from the guard's hand, the candle flickered, her eyes were like torches.

Looking at the shiny sword, Mrs. Qi Xia looked as usual: "Remember, you must get out alive, and you must find your sister!"

After Madam Qixia finished speaking, she turned around and squatted beside Pan Xiaoxiao.Pinching that wet little face, he said with a smile: "From now on, Pingyang will be your brother, and he will take good care of you."

As soon as the words fell, the door was knocked open with a bang.