"Sister Qinghe, the dim sum of 'Shiwei Zhai' is really delicious, I have grown so big, and it is the first time I have eaten such a delicious thing. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info that Sister Liuya is really a good person, and let us help taste the snacks. Sister, when will you go out next time, can you call me? By the way, Sister Qinghe, how did you and Sister Liuya meet?Oh, Sister Qinghe, you slow down!" Cui'er asked questions in a chatter, trotting behind Qinghe.

Qinghe walked forward impatiently, not caring whether the chattering Cui'er could keep up or not. When Cui'er came to join her in the morning, she was not happy to take her. I wanted to go early and return early, and get rid of her as soon as possible, but I encountered the rain. Coincidentally, she walked to the door of "Shiwei Zhai", and Liuya saw Qinghe running in the rain, so she naturally beckoned her to go in to take shelter from the rain.

Originally, there was nothing about these, but since the "Food Taste Zhai" came out, Cui'er's mouth has not been idle, and Balabala's, I don't know where she has so many problems, which makes Qinghe really annoyed.

When he walked to the side door of Zhou's house, Qinghe was overjoyed when he saw Dongxiu standing there in a daze. Throwing off Cui'er, he tiptoed to Dongxiu's back, patted her left shoulder, flashed to her front from the right, looked at Dongxiu with a smile, and asked curiously: "Hey, Dongxiu! It's raining, what are you doing standing here? Waiting for the silver rain in the sky?"

As soon as Cui'er saw Qinghe and Dongxiu talking, her eyes rolled, and she quickly dodged into the door.

"Dongxiu, I'll talk to you······! Qinghe shouted, looking at Dong Xiu's pale face and dull eyes, he quickly swallowed the words that came to his mouth, frowned, and asked with concern: "Dong Xiu, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? What happened?"

Dongxiu's dull eyes gradually gained focus, looked at the person in front of him, and muttered: "Qinghe?"

"Yes, it's me!Dongxiu, what's wrong?" Qinghe asked softly, "Tell me, let's figure it out together, it's really not good, and the girl, isn't it?"

Dongxiu's blank mind gradually regained its brightness, and she yelled at Qinghe: "Qinghe, if you don't stay with the girl, where did you go?"

"I, I, I'm out ······" Qinghe was stunned by Dongxiu's yelling, and she stammered as she explained. But Dongxiu didn't give her a chance to speak at all, grabbed Qinghe's arm and continued to yell: "How did my aunt explain to you in the first place, asking you to keep the girl, keep the girl! The girl is gone, do you know?!" As soon as her nose was sore, tears flowed out, and the worry and fear in her heart were finally vented.

Qinghe's head exploded with a "buzz", and only a sentence lingered in his ears: "The girl is gone." "Impossible!" Qinghe immediately denied with apprehension, "When I went out in the morning, the girl was fine, how could she be gone?" The mouth kept muttering: impossible, impossible. Dongxiu must have lied to me, seeing that I didn't tear the girl's mouth when I saw her.

After arriving at the gate of the courtyard, Qinghe's footsteps stopped. Because of the recent rain, there were several puddles of water in the yard, and there were withered flower petals and leaves blown off by the wind floating on the water. Qinghe's heart panicked, and she had a bad premonition. She dropped what she was holding, took a step and ran in, opened the curtain, the hall was empty, and she ran into the study, the inner room. She ran in and out over and over again, and the more she ran, the more panicked she became. Except for the flickering curtains, the room was silent.

"Girl, Ziyi, where have you been?" she cried out as she stood in the hall, almost in despair. Suddenly, she heard a noise in the inner chamber. She restrained her emotions and slowly walked towards the inner room, and after judging the location of the voice, she slammed open the closet door.

"Ah~" A little girl screamed, trembling and continuing to hide inside. "Come out!" Qinghe pulled her out, a hairpin fell out of the little girl's arms, Qinghe picked up the hairpin and scolded: "You are so bold, you actually went to the girl's house to steal something?!"

"Sister Qinghe, let me go, I'll give you all these things. The little maid said tremblingly, for fear that Qinghe would not believe it, so she took it out of her arms one by one, "Actually, I really didn't take a few pieces, and the good things were all searched by a few housekeepers." ”

"Damn, they have put their hands into the girl's house! How dare they ······?" Qinghe suddenly came to her senses, she lifted the little maid with one hand, and the hairpin in the other hand was against her throat, and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, what happened, where did the girl go?"

Qinghe's voice was low, like whispering between sisters. But the little maid felt that her voice seemed to come from an eerie hell, and she was so frightened that she softened, and she said in a trembling voice: "Qing, Qinghe, sister, I, I really don't know. Feeling the stinging pain coming from his throat, he quickly said, "I said, I said, sister, you ······" She pushed Qinghe's hand, trying to get her to let go.

"Don't be long-winded, I don't have the patience, if you don't say it, never say it. Qinghe shouted impatiently.

"Don't, don't, don't, then, that lady this morning sent a message to the girl to go to the lady's yard. After about two quarters of an hour, the mother of the lady's yard came and opened the girl's cage and took away a box. By the way, he also took a few pieces of jewelry from the box on the girl's dresser. Listening to them, the girl will never come back. Later, when I heard that the girl had been thrown out of the corner gate, they all came in and took away the girl's jewelry, and I, I, I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it······ Sister Qinghe, I've got everything here, you, just let me go. The little maid pleaded sadly, sobbing quietly.

"Don't cry, cry, you can answer whatever I ask! What is the purpose of the lady's visit, who is accompanying the girl? What about the green plum and the purple clothes?" Qinghe shouted.

"Yes, yes, Sister Lumei accompanied the girl. Sister Ziyi left with the people in the courtyard of the second girl. Madame's yard has long been guarded by the green-clothed sister, and no one is allowed to approach. I don't know what happened, I only know that the lord, lady and eldest young master of the Rong family are here. The little maid poured out everything she knew like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

Suddenly, a stumbling sound of footsteps came from the doorway, and it was getting closer. Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, staring coldly at the curtain at the door.