Qing'er was anxious, took these things, and hurried back to the house.

The hustle and bustle in the Fang Cai Mansion had all ended, and it seemed that the quiet mansion had never happened to those things just now.

Before Qing'er entered the door, she saw that the big man who was walking darts had left from the side door, his face was not good, and he didn't ask for the silver, so he walked out coldly with a straight face.

Qing'er looked at the appearance of the big man, but there was a sense of joy in her heart.

The big man didn't ask for the silver, which fully proves that if this mansion is separated from Lu Yunxi now, there will be nothing and nothing.

In this way, Lu Yunxi is a little safer.

Thinking about it, Qing'er's steps sped up a little.

She went to the firewood room, handed over the things to Lu Yunxi, and told Lu Yunxi everything she saw one by one.

Lu Yunxi laughed lightly, looked at the rose essential oil and wax beans piled up on the ground and all kinds of containers, and said softly, "Father cares about his official fortune and reputation, no matter who it is, as long as it can be beneficial to him, he will have the absolute right to speak in this mansion." ”

Qing'er stood beside Lu Yunxi, glanced at the things piled up on the ground in puzzlement, and stared at Lu Yunxi's side face, "Miss, then what do you want these things for?"

"Although I can't get my father to give the Shoushan Stone to the Queen Mother for her birthday, I can't really ignore this matter. These are the birthday gifts I want to give to the Queen Mother. ”

Hearing this, Qing'er was even more puzzled.

Lu Yunxi smiled, don't look over, glanced at her, her eyebrows were full of smiles, and said softly, "You go back and rest." ”

"The slave and the maid are not going. ”

Qing'er refused Lu Yunxi without thinking about it, "This firewood room is cold and damp, and it is very dark at night. The slave and maid are not going anywhere, just here to accompany the young lady. ”

"Fool. ”

Lu Yunxi looked at Qing'er's eyes, and the smile in her eyes became a little stronger.

"Don't worry, as long as I still have value for my father, others don't dare to do anything to me. What's more, you can only help me when you're outside, and it's useless if we're all stuck here. ”

Qing'er had no choice but to look out twice, pouted, and nodded slightly, "Miss, don't worry, on the way back, I have already sent the news of your detention to the Xinglin Pavilion, and Si Gongzi will definitely not sit idly by." Rest early, and tomorrow morning, the slave and maid will bring you food. ”

Lu Yunxi wanted to say a few more words, but looking at the sky outside, he heard the little guy outside the firewood room standing by the door, lowered his voice, and urged softly.

In desperation, she had to smile at Qing'er and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

Qing'er agreed, and then left.

Watching Qing'er reflexively close the wooden door of the firewood room, with an indifferent smile on her face.

The moonlight poured down from behind her, like a jade-white ribbon spreading out from behind her.

Qing'er's appearance seemed to be stepping on the moonlight, leaving Lu Yunxi's sight little by little.

Qing'er supported her tired body all the way to the next person's house.

Today is a day of tossing, and she is almost unfinished.

Under the tension of the high pressure, she couldn't feel anything, and at this time, Qing'er found that she was tired and hungry, her whole body was sore, and she was uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's God's mercy, this Qing'er just pushed open the door of the wufang, but saw a plate of white snacks on the table.

Lu Ziyou has always treated his subordinates well, and every fifteenth day of the new year, the house will also make some snacks for his subordinates.

For a big girl like Qing'er who is serving by Lu Yunxi's side, the dim sum she gets will be much more exquisite than others.

However, today is not yet the fifteenth, why have you already sent snacks?

Qing'er hesitated in her heart, and glanced around, but saw that there was no one in the house.

Now Lu Yunxi is not the Lu Yunxi of the past, she still has some face in the house, and there are many people who obey her orders below. Coupled with the fact that this money can make the devil grind, it is not difficult to get them to send them a plate of dim sum.

Thinking about it, Qing'er was a little relieved.

She sat at the table and glanced at the snacks on the table, and her already hungry stomach was even more troublesome.

"No matter. ”

Qing'er muttered to herself, then reached out and took a piece of white jade cake on the top of the dim sum plate and put it in her mouth.

This jade cake melts in the mouth, and a faint milky flavor mixed with the aroma of desiccated coconut spreads all the way in the mouth.

She picked up a piece of mung bean cake under the Yurong cake and threw it into her mouth, chewing one or two.

The aroma of mung beans mixed with the fragrance of Yurong cake rolls and stirs in the whole mouth, and it is even more delicious.

Just as Qing'er was about to raise her hand to remove a piece, there was a feeling of pain in her stomach.

The pain spread all the way up Qing'er's stomach, and when it reached her throat, it was as if there were thousands of insects crawling and rolling in Qing'er's throat, scratching her entire throat with bursts of itching.

This painful and itchy feeling caused beads of sweat to fall on Qing'er's forehead.

She lowered her head, folded her hands together, stuck in her throat, coughed twice, and her body bowed like a shrimp.

At this time, Qing'er realized that these pastries were poisonous!

She grabbed the tea on the side casually, and didn't bother to pour it out, she just looked up and poured it into her mouth, wanting to take advantage of the disgusting situation and spit out all the pastries in her mouth.

Who knows, the tea has just been eaten, and Qing'er immediately realized that something is wrong!

The smell is clearly not the taste of tea, but the smell of bitter almonds.

It seems that this tea has also been tampered with!

Qing'er's back was cold, her whole body was tense, and a thought flashed through her heart-she was just a subordinate, and she had caused them so much trouble. The young lady is still locked up in the firewood room alone, won't they be even more unscrupulous?

Thinking about it, Qing'er turned around and wanted to go out.

She had only taken two steps, but her feet were soft, and she fell to her knees with a "plop" and knocked over the chair on one side with a "bang".

Qing'er didn't care about the pain in her knees and wrists, so she simply knelt on the ground, propped her hands in front of her, and crawled forward step by step.

She struggled to push open the door of the hut, and was about to take her last breath and crawl towards the firewood room, but saw a woman standing outside the hut.

The woman was wearing a long turquoise dress, with her hands in front of her, and a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, looking condescendingly at Qing'er who was kneeling on the ground.

Qing'er held the corner of the woman's clothes with one hand, slowly raised her head, her eyes fell on her side face, and whispered, "It's you!"