In fact, Luofu is not only the home of the eunuchs, but also the home of the hermitted family.

How did you know, you ask?

Look at the mansion.

There is a pair of jade unicorns at the door, it is not that someone in the ancestor has been a big official, it is impossible to place it at the gate.

On the door plaque, there are black characters on a red background, and several big characters are written on the pardon of Luofu, which proves the origin of the family and the royal family. It was three hundred years ago, in the prosperous era of cultivating immortals, the royal family treated some hidden clans and cultivators with great power.

However, this Luo Mansion must have failed, not only because Luo Qingfei's father is only a seventh grade, but also because this Luo Mansion is old and decadent.

Fortunately, the defeated Luofu is not useless.

At least the population in Luofu is very simple, and there are only three masters in total - Master Luo Fengjiang, eldest young master Luo Qingchen and second lady Luo Qingfei.

There are not many people, an old housekeeper, five maids, four maids, plus the beautiful fried sky, just right, there can be five maids.

The mansion was not large, but because there were only fourteen people living there, it was also empty and deserted.

"This is Miss's Luoying Garden. The singer said. Remembering that Xiaomei didn't know that she was mute, maybe she couldn't understand sign language, she lowered her head crampedly, and her delicate ears were red with shame.

What a worrisome silly girl.

Luo Qingfei stretched out her hand, patted her shoulder, and said with her lips: "Don't worry, Xiaomei will get used to it." ”

Mei Zhantian didn't mind the interaction between Luo Qingfei's master and servant at all, and said in a light tone: "What Miss said is right, I'm Mei Bangtian but I can write and martial arts, sign language, I understand ......"

Luo Qingfei was stunned for a while before she reacted, this girl not only understands sign language, but also understands the lip language she just used to persuade the song of mercy.

Do you want...... So capable of being able to be civil and martial...... It's really capable of writing and martial arts!

Watching Luo Qingfei distracted, Mei Fengtian was in a good mood. couldn't help but joke: "I thought I had already dragged it obviously, I don't have any real skills, dare to drag it like this?"

"With your name, I should know that you are very dragged, I'm sorry, I'm judging people by their appearance. Luo Qingfei said, and led the two beautiful maids, the old and the new, into her Luoying Garden.

Belch...... Judge a book by its cover...... Is this praise or praise?

......

The weeds are light and bamboo, and the green is red through the path. Cramped low

In Luoying Garden, Luo Qingfei was sleeping lightly on a half-old rocking chair. Above his head is a tree of begonias, and there is half a pot of slightly cool wine left on his side.

The fragrance of flowers and wine intoxicated this idle spring afternoon.

It's just that Luo Qingfei, who was in a dream, didn't feel this idle breath at all.

I saw—

Luo Qingfei frowned slightly, her lips pursed, and her immature face revealed a terrifying hideousness.

In her dreams, she was once again overwhelmed.

I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't get out of it.

The elder brother got married, and the glamorous bride was actually the concubine of the crown princess, not only a recognized beauty in the capital, but also a prestigious talented woman.

The elder brother was happy, and Luo Qingfei in the dream was also very happy, and the entire Luo Mansion showed a sincere welcome and joy.

But...... The bride in the red wedding dress was not happy.

Luofu is weak, and there is neither monstrous wealth nor power.

The bride is not reconciled!

She is more beautiful and talented than the crown princess, why can the crown princess marry the most outstanding prince of the royal family, but she can only marry the son of a seven-rank petty official.

Although the son of that petty official is a talent, he is excellent in character and learning, and ranks first among the top ten sons in the capital. Although the petty official's son has a deep affection for her and has no regrets.

But after all, he is only the son of a petty official, and he will only be a very human minister at most in the future.

She is unwilling, it is clear that the person the prince loves is her, and the person who should be the princess is also her.

But because her biological mother is only an aunt in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the biological mother of the Crown Princess is the main mother in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She hates!

Turning hatred into a sharp sword, stepping on the lives of everyone in Luo Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion, she finally climbed into the prince's bed......

"No!" Luo Qingfei grabbed her collar and gasped.

I woke up, and finally woke up from that terrible dream.

Raising his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, Luo Qingfei fell into the rocking chair with all her strength.

The rocking chair shook slightly, Luo Qingfei closed her eyes, and she wanted to think quietly.

The wind, swaying the colors of late spring.

Mei Zhantian ran in like a rabbit, bringing a ripple, startling the fall of a tree of begonia flowers, and the rain of flowers on Luo Qingfei's body.

The rain of cool petals slipped into Luo Qingfei's collar, forcing Luo Qingfei to open her eyelids.

"What's the matter?" Luo Qingfei asked.

"Miss, I heard that there is a big poetry meeting today. ”

Luo Qingfei thought about it and nodded. "There's such a thing. ”

"Then let's go too. ”

Luo Qingfei glanced at Mei Bangtian and asked, "What are you going to do?

Although it is difficult to compose poetry or anything, she doesn't like it. "Going to the poetry club, naturally it's fun, Miss doesn't want to be famous, what poetry to do, it's a waste of brains. ”

Luo Qingfei has something on her mind, and she is not so keen on watching the excitement.

Mei Zhantian was not discouraged, and earnestly persuaded: "Miss, look, it is not easy for the daughters of the boudoir to go out, that is, what temple fair, poetry club, lantern festival or something, you can go out for a stroll." Generally, as soon as these beauties stroll around, it is easy to slip into a book of talented and beautiful people. And you see, this poetry meeting was held by the Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting Villa, don't you have a relationship with the Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting Villa?"

Mei Bangtian still remembers that day when Luo Qingfei tried to save her, as soon as she made a move, it was the worry relief order that everyone flocked to.

It is said that Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting Villa only issued a piece of relief order a year, which is very magical.

Mei Bangtian was still chattering tirelessly, but Luo Qingfei's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration.

She suddenly got up and rushed into her little study.

On the table in the small study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete.

Picking up the pen, Luo Qingfei wrote down the upper, middle and lower strategies on the blank rice paper.

Before she could see the content, Luo Qingfei bit her pen and changed the upper, middle and lower three plans to one, two, three, and three strategies.

It's about her brother's lifelong happiness, and she wants to do it in three ways!

"Miss, what are you doing here?" asked Mei Bangtian.

Luo Qingfei smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go to the poetry club." ”

Mei Bangtian muttered: "Aren't you not interested?" ”

Luo Qingfei nodded. "I'm not interested in the poetry club, but I'm interested in doing bad things. ”

Doing something bad?

Mei Bangtian felt even more excited, this trip must be extremely wonderful, definitely!

On the outskirts of Kyoto, there is a barren mountain that is neither high nor low.

Belch...... It turned out to be a barren mountain.

Right now

Naturally, this is no longer the case.

Riding a broken donkey cart with wind on three sides, Luo Qingfei's master and servant came to the foot of the barren mountain in the past.