Qin E was surprised and delighted to see Meng Jingke, and a thought slipped quietly through her heart—it seemed that every time he was anxious or cornered, he would suddenly appear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The thought flashed through him, and then quietly disappeared into the depths of the night.

Qin E asked, "Why did you come?" She didn't care at all about how rude it was for a foreign man to break into the young lady's boudoir in the middle of the night.

The bizarre experience that the two faced together broke all the moral etiquette from the beginning, and this kind of night breaking into the boudoir was nothing big in her eyes.

In the face of Qin E's undisguised joy and trust, Meng Jingke felt a warmth in his heart.

Anyone who is so expected, happy, and trusted, will be happy in their hearts, right?

He explained his joy and smiled calmly and calmly.

Meng Jingke's voice was slow, like an immovable rock: "I have wanted to come to see you for a long time, but I have always had business to do." When I first entered Beijing, I thought you should have fallen asleep, but I didn't expect to be still drawing. ”

Qin E found that his face was full of weather, and he looked much thinner than when he was in Liaodong, but his attention was all attracted by his sentence "just entered Beijing".

It turned out that he came to see me as soon as he came back.

He didn't even go home, so he came to see me in the rain late at night.

Qin E's mood was like a galloping boat, with its sails blown by the sea breeze.

The smile couldn't stop flowing down his face.

"I have hot tea here, bring you a cup?" Without waiting for Meng Jingke to answer, he ran to pour hot tea from the teapot that was warm on the small red clay stove.

Meng Jingke wanted to say that there was no need to bother, but when he saw her happy, he swallowed back the words when they came to his mouth. He likes to see Qin E's happy appearance, and he doesn't want to interrupt this beautiful clip.

Taking advantage of the effort of pouring tea, Meng Jingke quickly looked around. As reported by the Black Seven, the room was spacious, but it was empty, and there was not even a decent furnishing.

Meng Jingke frowned slightly, dissatisfied with Qin Yun. When the bereaved daughter came back, didn't she come to see in person whether it was good or not?

Qin E came back with tea and smiled, Meng Jingke hurriedly let go of the mountain "river" between his eyebrows, and took the tea with a smile.

The tea is clear, and the tea leaves float in the water as a whole, which is much better than the tea in the old house in Liaodong.

Take a sip, the tip of the tongue is bitter, and there is a musty smell.

It's actually an old tea that has been aged for a few years.

Meng Jingke buttoned the tea lid, and his face couldn't be kinder anymore.

Qin E's heart was as careful as a hair, and she sensitively captured Meng Jingke's emotions. Her heart suddenly sudden, as if she had been poured cold water on her head, and the whole person also woke up from the inexplicable fluttering.

"I forgot that the tea was not good, and I wronged Lord Meng. ”

Lord Meng?

Meng Jingke looked at Qin E in surprise, how could he call Master Meng again? And what happened to the panic in his eyes in the blink of an eye?

Meng Jingke's heart itched again.

He looked for words and said: "Hei Qi said that your family here is surrounded by four walls, and when I saw it today, it was indeed so." Even tea treats you so harshly, can you live a smooth life?"

When Qin E heard him say this, she was in a much better mood and said, "These are all trivial things, and the more bitter days are not unprecedented." It's you, you look a lot thinner than before, I heard Hei Qi say that you are running around, but you have to take care of your body. ”

Meng Jingke said: "It's been hard lately, but you can rest in a few days." After thinking about it, he said: "The capital may be chaotic recently, so don't go out if you have nothing to do." ”

What happened at this time in the last life?

Qin E didn't think about it for a while, out of trust in Meng Jingke, she nodded and said, "I know, I will close the door and stay at home honestly." ”

In fact, she didn't have much to do.

The drum of the third watch was beaten outside, Meng Jingke got up and said, "It's late at night, I'll leave first, you go to bed early." Glancing, he looked at the small painting on the table. "Can you give me this?"

The boudoir of the daughter of the mansion, how can you give it to a foreign man at will?

Meng Jingke also knew that the question was abrupt, but he was really reluctant in his heart.

He was very fond of this improvisation.

Qin E was stunned and looked at the paintings spread out on the table. I don't have a name or a surname, so it's okay to send it out, it's just ......

"You also said that my last stroke was not good, why don't I draw a new one for you?"

Meng Jingke smiled when he heard this, picked up the painting from the table and put it in his arms: "No, this one is just right." ”

As soon as the words fell, the person had already gone out of the window. Qin E ran close to the window and looked out, and saw that the rain had stopped outside, and the bamboo shadows were swaying, and the figure had long been gone. The wind blew in, the coolness hit people, Qin E hurriedly closed the window and blew out the oil lamp in front of the window.

Outside the window, Meng Jingke quietly and silently looked back.

Seeing Qin E resting, he turned to the next door, raised the window and turned in.

Dongmei, who was sleeping outside Qin E's warm pavilion, was about to get up at night, and was patted in a daze, and when she turned around, she saw a pair of black eyes under the candlelight.

She didn't have time to do it, and she was controlled by Meng Jingke.

Meng Jingke asked, "Has anything happened in the mansion recently?"

"Yes!" As soon as Dongmei opened her mouth, she was ordered by Meng Jingke: "Be quiet!"

Dongmei obediently lowered her voice three times: "The fourth master was poisoned by the maid lark and almost died, but was discovered by the eldest lady." ”

Meng Jingke frowned and said, "What is the result?"

Dongmei said: "The eldest lady makes a move, and naturally wins a big victory!"

Meng Jingke's serious mood suddenly relaxed, and he looked at Dongmei's expression a little crying and laughing.

The little girl is also lucky to have such a loyal and upright maid.

"Why did the maid want to harm Qin Xuan?"

Dongmei said: "She and her good fortune killed, after the incident, the lark was killed on the spot, her good Zhao Dayong is gone, Steward Feng is looking for people everywhere!"

Meng Jingke's experience is much deeper than that of Dongmei, and in just a few words, he heard many questions.

"How much money did they make?"

Dongmei pondered for a while: "Probably yes, four or five hundred taels?"

Four or five hundred taels is a lot, but for this it is ......

Meng Jingke thought of the Jing'an Hou Mansion, and a trace of ridicule flashed across his face. In the courtyard of the house, the most important thing is pickling, Qin Xuan was killed, and he was afraid that there was another hidden story behind him.

Meng Jingke thought of Qin E's thin waist, which he could hold with one hand, and felt pity in his heart.

Other people's girls think about what clothes to wear and what jewelry to wear. The biggest concern is what kind of Lang Jun to find. How many of them, like the little girl, got out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, thinking about how to survive all day long!

Qin E's doubts, except for Er Mo and Song, no one else knows, and what Dongmei knows is only superficial articles.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Meng Jingke stopped interrogating, withdrew his control over Dongmei's thoughts, and walked the same way.

Dongmei stood in place for a while, suddenly lost her sense of direction, and fell to the ground. Her forehead hit the corner of the table, and she groaned in pain, only to feel that her head was empty, and she couldn't remember what she was going to do for a while. It took a while to get up from the ground, staggered back to the kang and lay down.