The maid herself was also crying profusely, she was sad for Dr. Zhang's death, and at the same time sad for poor Zhang Mei. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My mother has been dead for so long, I don't even know at all, I'm really unfilial. Zhang Mei fell into deep self-blame and grievances.

"Miss is not unfilial, we are helpless, if we don't have the courage to live a good life, and want to report good news to Mrs. Zhang, how dare we step into Zhang's mansion half a step, and how can we learn that Mrs. Zhang is not alive. "Zhang Mei is so pitiful, it is completely due to the cruelty and persecution of the people in the Zhang Mansion, and the maid resents Zhang Jieyuan and others for being ruthless and unjust, but Zhang Mei herself has no such thoughts, so she naturally has to dispel it.

slept until midnight, Xiao Baojuan was suddenly woken up by a noisy sound, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that someone was arguing outside, so he hurriedly drew a circle on Pan Yuer's head, wrapping her head and main ears in the aperture, so that she couldn't hear the sound. Then he got up and put on his clothes, frowned and walked to the door, and heard the movement outside more clearly.

It was a guest at a guest house who was drunk, and when he met other guests in the hallway, he didn't apologize but accused the other party of not giving way to him, so an argument broke out, and the dispute gradually escalated, no longer just noisy but also fighting. The guys on night duty at the inn came forward to persuade both sides to make peace.

It's all trivial things, what else can happen in the world, Xiao Baojuan returned to the bed and sat down, Pan Yuer slept soundly, she followed him around for a day, or don't disturb her, make her unhappy, but he couldn't sleep anymore when he was woken up.

The sound outside grew quieter until there was no movement. Xiao Baojuan removed the aperture on Pan Yuer's head, and gently stroked her face with his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but lean down to kiss her forehead, eyes, lips, and the other arm wrapped around her waist, the tighter and tighter it became, and he was always unable to suppress his physiological needs in front of her.

"I'm going to sleep, don't touch me now. Pan Yuer, who was awakened by torture in a daze, pushed Xiao Baojuan out, twisted her body, and wanted to sleep in the innermost part of the bed, with her back to him.

Xiao Baojuan had no choice but to let go of Pan Yu'er, his hands stretched out in the air, she had already said this, he was not good to do it again, continued to disturb her sleep, and made her even more unhappy.

The moonlight shone obliquely into the room, and Pan Yuer slept really, as if only Xiao Baojuan was left, which was extremely deserted.

Before he met Pan Yu'er, when he was still a free god, Xiao Baojuan especially enjoyed the carefree days of living alone in Wuji Palace, which in his opinion was not only his favorite way of life, but also a kind of cultivation to reach the peak.

is forced to come to the world to be a person, live a noble palace life with fine clothes and food, become an emperor, and after having a queen, he is as unrestrained and free.

Since meeting Pan Yuer, Xiao Baojuan's life has changed completely, he is infatuated with her, only the days with her are happy, happy, and satisfied; He was willing to accept all her willfulness, was willing to meet all her demands, and was happy.

Xiao Baojuan stretched out his hand and gently pushed Pan Yu'er.

Pan Yu'er simply turned her back to Xiao Baojuan with her face inward, and muttered against his closeness, "Don't." ”

After covering Pan Yu'er with the quilt, Xiao Baojuan stood up, came to the door again, tried to move as lightly as possible, slowly opened a crack in the door where he could get out, walked out, turned around and closed the door from the outside.

I really can't sleep, and Pan Yuer doesn't like him to disturb her, so Xiao Baojuan, who is bored, plans to walk around, familiarize himself with the environment in this inn, and see the surrounding movements and scenery.

Just a few steps out, Xiao Baojuan turned back again. Pan Yu'er slept soundly, he was not there, in case someone went in, he didn't notice it, and he couldn't come over in time, wouldn't it be a big deal, when he went out, he had to act safely, and he couldn't be careless. He stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and drew a small halo on the door, and then spread the circle with his hand, and the whole room was surrounded by a large circle of light, not to mention ordinary human beings, even ordinary immortals, who never wanted to enter the room, and the circle of light would block them out.

Xiao Baojuan walked leisurely along the aisle on the upper floor of the inn. This is already the innermost place, where the guests of the accommodation pass by the least, and he and Pan Yuer were arranged on the side that is not facing the street, in order to be quieter. Walking past the room where they lived, there was a bend in front of them, over the wall of the opposite room, and out of the long window, facing the street.

In the dead of night, the streets were deserted, and there was not a single pedestrian.

Most of the shops on the street are turned off the lights, generally do not need to operate at night, can only see the general outline of the outside under the reflection of the moonlight, the inside is pitch black, there is no light; there are also a few lights on, such as this inn, in order to facilitate the night there are people to stay or check out, the guests who stay have anything to find them, will not turn off the lights all night.

There was a strange shop across the street, the lights were still on upstairs, and a figure in front of the window disappeared for a moment, it was a petite shadow, it should be a woman.

Looking at both ends of the street, in a relatively far place, there is a place with bright lights, and the faint sound of men and women laughing, no need to ask, it should be a brothel, only the more they go to the evening, the more prosperous the business of the skin and flesh becomes.

There was nothing to see on the streets, only the cold moonlight.

Xiao Baojuan looked at the inn, the place where he was standing. This inn is obviously carefully arranged, more exquisite, even the innermost aisle, is also exquisitely decorated, the marble floor, the corridor wall and the roof are carved with colored flowers, grasses, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and the whole inn is integrated, without any flaws.

In the middle of the night, any movement spread far and real, and Xiao Baojuan seemed to hear the very sad cry of a young woman from the window opposite the light. All the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the world, even birth, old age, sickness and death, and reincarnation, in the eyes of the gods, are just small things, in a very short moment, the fragile life of human beings has come to an end, and their usual small emotions are nothing, so they don't care.

But Xiao Baojuan was really bored, and he couldn't help but look outside twice, looking down from the lighted window, he found that below were the four big characters of "The Last Girl Embroidery Workshop", which turned out to be the woman crying upstairs in the store.

The crying seems to be there or not, I don't know why, Xiao Baojuan sounds particularly bleak and pathetic, ordinary people who don't have a sad thing yet, he still doesn't care much, just glances at it casually. Soon, a relatively large figure appeared between the windows, turned off the lights, and the opposite side instantly darkened. Only the crying seemed to remain. (To be continued.) )