The scimitar and the long sword flickered when the fans said the word "Xiaoxiao", and when they reappeared in place, two men in coarse linen clothes were smashed to the ground by the two of them. As if to prove his ability, the long sword and scimitar invariably controlled their strength, so that although the two people who fell to the ground were in pain, they did not faint.

The two of them were also hard-hearted, and they didn't even snort when they were beaten to the ground like this, their faces were covered with black cloth, and only a pair of bloodshot eyes were exposed.

"You guys were sent by the white-faced little Langjun that day, right? I don't know what kind of message this little Langjun sent your sister and sister to bring me? Wang Mei looked at these two people for a long time, and explained the origin of these two people in one word.

"My little boy wants you to go for a while!" One of them felt the restraint on his body loosen and opened his mouth to speak. Soon, his body tightened again, and even his lips were already a little numb, not to mention wanting to make a sound, he couldn't even move his lips. This was obviously the punishment of the sword and scimitar for his unruly words.

"Xiao Lang is really as smart as my Xiao Lang said." The other was finally allowed to speak, perhaps having learned the lesson of his companion, and speaking in a much more polite and respectful tone than his companion.

Seeing that his body was no longer bound by the "demon law", this man continued: "My Xiaolang has been thinking about it since he witnessed the demeanor of Xiao Lang that day. Today, I sent the two of us to invite Xiaolang to go and talk. ”

"Oh? It's a pity that I haven't heard of your Xiaolang's name, may I ask which room of your Xiaolang is Wang's Xiaolang? ”

Wang Mei saw that although the two servants were equally strangely dressed, their temperaments were very different, one was upright and the other was cunning, and he was curious about the master who could train such two interesting servants.

"My Xiaolang is the eldest young master of the third room!"

"Xiaolang will know as soon as he goes."

The cunning servant wanted to struggle for something, but unexpectedly, the prohibition of the upright servant was also secretly opened by Meng Seal, and he directly reported the name of his own Xiaolang. Meng Seal's meddling order long sword. The scimitar was stunned for a moment, and then understood something, and his eyes showed admiration.

"Ah Zhen, go and give a visit to the eldest young master of the third room, and say that I will go to visit tomorrow." The corners of the king's eyebrows turned up, ignoring the cunning servant's instantly dead look, looking at the upright servant and saying, "You and your companion will stay with me today, and I will take you two back tomorrow to restore your life." ”

After answering the promise, he left directly, but Wang Mei looked at the silent, fearful, or apprehensive slaves in the courtyard for a long time, and commanded softly: "Long sword, except for those few yellow-clothed maids, everyone else should take it down." ”

The sword commanded and walked towards the slave-turned-minions. The other men in yellow followed him, orderly and from a distance, it looked like a troop of tigers were driving a panicked flock.

Wang Mei sighed and shook his head, maybe as Lu Zhan said, this world has not been peaceful for too long. The fear of the weak for the strong has been ingrained in the blood and bones, and even as a slave, a little stronger can completely suppress the weaker side and form two classes.

It's time to change the way of the world. Thinking of this, Wang Mei said to the scimitar who was still standing in place: "You and I will visit the patriarch today and send these maids to my bedroom in the back court, and from now on, they will be my personal maids." ”

The scimitar and the nameless female guard nodded at the same time. None of them showed any abnormality, and even those maids heard Wang Mei say this, and there was no reluctance or reluctance on their faces. Even if they don't know yet, Wang Mei's identity as a woman.

Wang Mei expressed his satisfaction with such an obedient dark guard. If one or two of them have the same temperament as Xie Zhirong, I am afraid that they will be the first to lose the other party, Wang Mei thought.

Seeing that the scimitar had also taken the maid to settle down, Wang Mei paced back into the main hall of the vestibule again, and connected with Xie Changsheng again in his heart: "Ah Sheng, what do you think is the chance of winning this Gao Qi battle for the world?" ”

"Rarely. Although I have not had any contact with the people of the Gao royal family, I have seen its palace in the distance, and the qi that extends above it is not vigorous, and every time it rises, it will suddenly break. Presumably, the person who continues the royal family is not the master of longevity. The frequent change of monarchs is not a blessing for the luck of a dynasty. ”

"What about Yuwen Wei?" Wang Mei continued to ask, and Xie Changsheng's spirit chuckled, "Ah Mei, is this a test for a husband?" ”

“…… I didn't know my cousin was such a frivolous person. Wang Mei snorted coldly, but there was a little coquettishness in Xie Changsheng's ears, and just as he was about to say a few more words, he heard Wang Mei say very quickly: "I don't think the Yuwen clan is a good master." It's just that Yuwen Mao is a little more patient than Gao. However, although Wei still respects the Yuan clan now, I am afraid that his change of throne will not wait for a long time. ”

"Are you optimistic about the Yuwen clan?" Although it is a question, there is a lot of joke in it. Obviously, he also agrees with Wang Mei's views on current affairs.

However, the ingredients of this joke ...... But it was Xie Changsheng's new interest, Wang Mei was a little puzzled, since he asked about the marriage in the morning, it seemed like a different person. Originally, Xie Changsheng, who was as gentle as jade, gentle and never said much on weekdays, and would not evade responsibility at critical times, seemed to have disappeared suddenly.

Instead, there is this man who seems to be teasing himself at any time, and even makes some weird questions about an ordinary question......

"Cousin? Are you sick today? Wang Mei asked with a slight hesitation. She knew that since last night, the relationship between the two had been different, and her attitude towards Xie Changsheng had naturally softened a little, otherwise, with her previous character, Xie Changsheng had already been shelved at this time.

“…… Ah Mei, what is your vision for the relationship between husband and wife? Xie Changsheng was obviously unprepared for Wang Mei's question, he thought about it for a while, and finally asked rhetorically.

"Husband and wife?" Wang Mei was stunned when she heard this, and she carefully recalled the "couples" she had seen. This includes her father and mother, the restrained soul of her ghostly spirit.

Among them, her father and mother are respectful and affectionate; And Fengyunge's love history is obviously the bitterness of an unrequited love, and then the gourd realm lord has risen to resentment, and even Feng Yin and her lover eventually became enemies, and the Nine Tattoo Master is even more miserable, almost infatuated with a man who only loves himself, and is used completely.

Therefore, for feelings, although Wang Mei has only experienced Xiao Boyuan, she doesn't want to be full of longing and expectation like a sister-in-law of the same age, and her calm voice sounded in her heart with her thoughts:

"It is good for husband and wife to love each other, but the relationship between the heart is the least stable thing in the world, and if there is no common goal and interest between husband and wife, I am afraid it will be difficult to last long. The husband and wife in my heart do not seek to be with each other, but only to accompany each other; Don't seek love and obsession, but seek never to deceive. ”