Qing Yan smiled sweetly at her and said, "You run first." ”

Honeysuckle nodded, and without saying a word, rushed into the rain.

Qing Yan looked at the clothes that Honeysuckle had just changed, and in the blink of an eye, he was wet by the rain and became a soup chicken, and the sweet smile in his eyes deepened.

suddenly turned around and stared at the doorkeeper who was closing the door, and shouted sweetly. "Little brother, do you have any extra oil-paper umbrellas?"

The little guy who closed the door turned around, and in the face of Qing Yan's sweet smile, he was stunned in place, and his face turned red all of a sudden: "You...... You wait, I'll pick it up for you. ”

"That's troublesome little brother. Qing Yan's smile was even sweeter and flawless.

"No trouble, no trouble!" The little guy who was carried away by the beauty rushed into the heavy rain in a daze by this little brother's cry, and went to help her find an oil-paper umbrella.

The figure of the little guy disappeared in front of him, and the sweet smile on Qing Yan's face subsided a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked into a full evil smile.

turned around proudly, but suddenly stood behind her silently, Qing Yi's cold and ruthless face was suddenly startled.

Looking at Qing Yi soaking wet, it was obvious that even if it was a violent storm, he still hid in the dark to protect Zhuo Nan, and did not leave without permission.

He whispered in distress: "Brother Qingyi, you see that you are soaking wet, hurry back to the house and change your clothes!"

Qing Yi looked at Qing Yan with a cold face, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the placket behind her back, and lifted her into the heavy rain with great strides.

Qing Yan was stunned for a moment, and was instantly woken up by the cold rain.

I clearly felt the difficulty of breathing from the hem of my neck, but my feet had nowhere to focus, so I had to beg for mercy: "Brother Qingyi, I was wrong." I shouldn't have been teasing the gatekeeper just now. ”

"It's late. Qingyi replied coldly, and Ren Qingyi didn't pay attention to her anymore.

The little guy guarding the door rushed back to the gate with an oil-paper umbrella but found that he couldn't find the figure of Qing Yan .......

Muqiu-in.

Qiu Shi sat in front of the window and looked at the sudden downpour outside, turned his head to stare at the maid Xiaoyu standing beside him and asked, "Has the young lady returned home?"

Cumin nodded.

Qiu Shi stared at the well-behaved Xiao Wei and asked, "But why did the fifth prince come to the door, why did he leave in anger? Who is the woman kneeling at the gate, and why?"

Xiao Wei pondered for a moment before replying: "Although I can enter and exit the East Courtyard now, the fifth prince and the eldest prince are talking in his study, and the slaves and maids dare not approach, nor dare they ask the young housekeeper at will.

As for the woman kneeling outside the door, I heard that she used to be a maid beside the young lady.

When the eldest prince learned that this person asked to see the young lady, he didn't even let her enter the gate.

As for why he asked to see the young lady, it was probably because of the shortage of money in life. ”

Qiu Shi twisted his eyebrows very dissatisfied, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "How is Yan'er today?"

Xiao Wei immediately replied: "The second son is better than the other day, he is finally willing to eat something, and he is not drunk all day." ”

Qiu nodded in satisfaction. "He's completely dead and starting to pick himself up again. Staring at Xiao Cui, he explained solemnly: "Explain the kitchen, the second son can do whatever he likes to eat, and meet all his requirements." Just one point, as soon as he steps into the East Courtyard to find that from the green housekeeper, notify me immediately!"

"Yes. ”

Jin Mo Ju.

As soon as Zhuo Nan stepped into the threshold of the room, he saw Jing Rong playing against herself, and looked up at her. "When I came back, I was soaking wet, so I went to take a shower. ”

Zhuo Nan looked down at himself, although there was an oil-paper umbrella to shield him from the rain, the rain was too strong, and his lower body was still wet with the rain.

The upper body is still dry, not as exaggerated as Jing Rong said, but the skirt is stuck to the legs, and the wetness is really uncomfortable, and it is really time to take a bath.

"Then I'm going to take a bath. Zhuo Nan said to Jing Rong, turned around and walked out again.

Glimpsing the soaking green housekeeper still guarding the door, he looked at her and ordered: "You also go back to the house to change your clothes and come to serve." ”

"No. The green housekeeper did not hold an oil-paper umbrella, and stepped into the heavy rain indifferently. Obviously, the rain was amazing, and the raindrops hurt a little when they hit her face, but she looked indifferent, as if she was walking in the clouds, walking unhurriedly.

Zhuo Nan stared at the disappearing back of Butler Qing, and sighed in his heart, Butler Qing's temperament is plain, and he can become a nun, not at all like a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. Turned around and walked down the eaves to the shower next door.

Mama Qian and Aoyagi waited for her to bathe.

Honeysuckle came back in one step, and learned that Zhuo Nan had gone to bathe and someone was waiting, picked up the oil-paper umbrella placed in the corner of the wall, and went back to her own house to change clothes. After all, she's soaking wet!

Although she was a little strange how Qing Yan ran slower than her!

As for Qing Yan being thrown back to her own room directly by Qing Yiti, he also left.

As soon as Qing Yan returned to the room, he hurriedly soaked his dress, changed into a dry dress, and urged his internal strength to drive away the cold air that had invaded his body because of the rain, and wringed out the green silk and re-combed it into the maid's bun.

I found an oil-paper umbrella in the huge floor-to-ceiling vase in the corner of the room, and came to Jinmoju with the umbrella.

After collecting the umbrella, he walked into the house, saw that Jing Rong was the only one there, and stepped forward and knelt on one knee. "Lord, today Madame met Belle again in Zhuo's Mansion. The lady was suspicious, and on the way back to the house, she asked about the slave maid. ”

Jing Rong's gesture of playing chess paused slightly, and he continued to play chess, but asked without looking at Qing Yan, "How did you answer?"

The slave told Madame that she wanted to know about Huang Xing and her husband's family, and that the slave and maid could immediately go to investigate, but Madame stared at the slave and maid for a while and did not give any orders. Do you want to send someone to transfer Huang Xing's mother and son away immediately?"

Jing Rong picked up a sunspot and ate the white seed, and his lips hooked slightly: "It's time." ”

Qing Yan: ??????What does this mean, Lord Venerable?!Even if there is no explicit order, then just assume that she didn't ask!

Two quarters of an hour later, after bathing, Zhuo Nan walked in from outside the door wearing a wet green silk. Glancing at the green corpse standing in the corner.

Qing Yan smiled sweetly at Zhuo Nan. "Ma'am. ”

Zhuo Nan ignored her with a cold face, and continued to walk forward to face the scene.

Seeing that he was still playing against himself, he stepped forward and looked down at the chess game on the table.

Ordinary people generally play left-handed games, and the most common one is a draw.

But the chess game in front of her showed a one-sided form, and the black was completely black, and the white was surrounded by a black one.

Zhuo Nan asked strangely: "You are playing with your left and right hands, why is Baizi powerless?"

When you play chess with yourself, whether you choose to play black or white, you always follow your own ideas, a bowl of water is even, and basically it is a tie in the end.

Who would fall like the chess game in front of him, a little weird.

Jing Rong slightly hooked his lips and looked at Zhuo Nan. "Kuroko is naturally a deity, while Shirako is naturally an ant. ”

Zhuo Nan raised his eyebrows, reached out and picked up a white piece and threw it down the chessboard, which immediately disrupted the chess game. Jing Rong originally regarded Bai Zi as the fifth prince and others to play chess with him, no wonder the chess game fell on one side.