A little red lips, two spring breezes.

The water sleeves are flipped, looking forward to life.

In front of him is fat powder Emei, in his ears is singing softly, Old Man He listened with half-closed eyes, his fingers gently tapped the armrest, and he would hum a few words when he rose.

He Xiaoge looked at the top of the stage with an expressionless face, his fingers unconsciously clenched. After about a stick of incense, the horn above brushed his sleeves and slowly retreated. The old man opened his eyes and didn't take a look, and after a while, the voice above sounded again.

As soon as the tone began, Old Man He's eyes narrowed, his back stiffened slightly, and the rhythm of tapping the armrests unconsciously accelerated. He was like this, and the guests around him, who were usually still fond of opera, also looked a little unnatural at this time, and his eyes kept rolling around Pingnanhou and Qin, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

After the voices around the people above sang a sentence of 'It is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other', it completely dissipated, and only the drama was still tactful.

Ping Nan and Qin's faces sank suddenly, the former didn't speak, the latter was still a little thoughtful, and quietly glanced at the steward next to him, and the steward walked away, and soon the voice on the stage stopped.

There was silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Old Man He at this moment.

The old man had no waves on his face, but the fingers that kept tapping his head revealed his mood, when he was young, he was also a famous person in Kyoto, and he came and went in glory, and now he sits there silently, and the momentum on his body should not be underestimated.

In embarrassment, the drama suddenly sounded on the stage again, and it had been replaced by an ordinary opera.

Only then did the guests present react, and they turned back to drink and watch the stage, whitewashing the peace.

But at this time, where is there anyone who has the heart to listen to the play, the people on the side are quietly paying attention to this side, Ping Nanhou and Qin Shi looked at Old Man He nervously, the old man was expressionless, and his silent appearance was the same as He Xiaoge sitting behind him.

After a while, the old man stood up with one hand on the handrail, and said lightly in the nervous gaze of Ping Nanhou: "What about Xiaocheng?" ”

The Qin clan and the Pingnan Marquis looked at each other.

Old Man He said again with an expressionless face: "What about Xiaocheng? ”

No one answered.

His gaze slowly swept over Pingnan and Qin's body, the old man turned to look at He Xiaoge, the latter looked back quietly without waves, for a long time, the old man sighed, waved his hand and called the old steward who had helped him take care of the Hou Mansion and returned to his hometown with him for decades: "Go and find it." ”

The old housekeeper nodded and retreated, and soon someone replied, he had seen He Xiaocheng in the garden before, and it seemed that he had gone to the side room.

Old Man He turned around and walked in the direction of the side room, Ping Nanhou and Qin hurriedly followed, all the way to the side room, looking from room to room, and when he walked to the last room, as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard a hoarse voice inside.

- "Didn't you ask me if Mrs. Ning's death had anything to do with me?" Of course. ”

The foot step stopped.

Old Man He stared at the wooden door with a calm face, Qin's expression was panicked, he stretched out his hand and wanted to push the door, but before he could make a move, he was frightened back by the old man's eyes.

The voices inside the wooden door continued, telling the things they had done and their paranoia word by word, and the more they spoke, the more hideous and weird the voices became, and the faces of the people outside the door became worse and worse.

Ping Nanhou and Qin looked at the old man's face and gloomy eyes, cold sweat couldn't help but be deep on their foreheads, and they hurriedly turned their eyes to look at He Xiaoge, and when they cast their eyes over, the latter also just raised his eyes, his face was expressionless, his eyes were deep and cold, although he didn't show a little affection, but the moment his eyes met, Qin Shi inexplicably felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

That kind of look made Qin feel that he was already a dead man.

Cold, pale, ugly dead people.

The four seasons are like this, Qin Shi shuddered, and the wolf bèi looked away. At the same time, the sound inside the wooden door faded slightly, and He Xiaocheng's hoarse voice that he deliberately suppressed entered the ears of everyone inside and outside the door.

- "Then now, it's your turn, Mr. Gu." ”

Old Man He frowned, stepped forward and kicked the door open, and with a loud bang, the wooden door slammed against the wall, and the appearance of the people inside was in everyone's eyes.

The young man in white and the man with a hideous expression and crazy eyes can tell at a glance which is right and which is wrong.

Without waiting for Old Man He to move, Ping Nanhou took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to slap He Xiaocheng: "Rebel!" ”

The person who was slapped looked up blankly, reached out and stroked his cheek, the madness in his eyes not only did not subside but worse, he turned his head to look at Ping Nanhou, his eyes were red and stared at for a while, and he was about to fight back with his backhand.

Qin Shi was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to block his hand. Although the intention of the slap did not fall, it was already clear, Ping Nanhou blushed angrily, stretched out his hand and pointed at his nose for a long time, but he couldn't say anything.

"Shame! Lose face! Old Man He scolded angrily.

Ping Nanhou couldn't hold it on his face, and stretched out his hand to call the family to tie He Xiaocheng up, but the latter looked at him with red eyes and laughed hoarsely: "Tie me?" Old thing, why don't you die yet? ”

Ping Nanhou's eyes widened in shock.

"I, He Xiaocheng, have lived for so many years, and I hate you the most." He Xiaocheng looked at him deadly: "I don't have any ability, relying on the glory of my ancestors but always feel that I am superior, I said that I really married my mother, and now I have countless concubines, and promised my mother to ask for my title in the year of my weak crown, and now my weak crown has passed three years, what did I get?" No?! ”

"The world says I'm incompetent, and you think I'm stupid."

"But what can I do? In the past, I wanted to gain fame, but you said that fame was useless, I wanted to earn military merits, and you said that there was only one person in the He family's military merits, and I wanted to run a business, but you said that businessmen were cheap. He Xiaocheng's eyes were red: "Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now I have become a gentleman in the capital, ha, what can I do?!" ”

By the end, his voice was hoarse.

Ping Nanhou only felt embarrassed in his heart, and turned his head to let the Qin clan stop him, only to find that the latter knelt on the ground and let tears sink his face at the beginning of He Xiaocheng's speech.

One person roared, one shed tears, one person was embarrassed, several people were silent, and the scene was very embarrassing.

Old Man He turned his eyes to look at He Xiaocheng, who walked to Gu Nan's side silently and stretched out his hand to hold his hand, the depths of his eyes were full of dark colors.

Just looking at his eyes, the old man could also know what he was thinking, sighed silently in his heart, stretched out his hand to let the people around him leave, and then whispered: "Xiao Ge, tell me what you think." ”

For a while, the eyes of everyone in the room were focused on He Xiaoge.

Hearing this, He Xiaoge raised his eyes, his gaze skimmed over the faces of Ping Nanhou and Qin, and gradually deepened, and when he stopped on He Xiaocheng's body, his eyes had already turned into an unfathomable dark.

After looking at it like this for a long time, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the face of the old man Shanghe, and said word by word: "One qiē has its own fixed number." ”

In a word, the voice is not loud, but the calmness and determination in it are thick and deep.

What is a definite number? The fixed number is from people.

Old Man He glanced at He Xiaoge deeply, was silent for a long time, slowly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, half a sound, and said dejectedly: "...... The ugliness of the family should not be publicized, and he is also the son-in-law of the He family anyway, this matter is ...... It still needs to be discussed. ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Ping Nanhou: "You come out." ”

As soon as the wooden door opened and closed, there were only four people left in the room.

The Qin clan was still holding He Xiaocheng and crying, Gu Nan squinted at them, quietly moved to the side of the incense burner, and quietly shook the medicine powder in.

Soon, the crazy paranoia in He Xiaocheng's eyes gradually disappeared, and when he saw the Qin family holding him and crying, he was stunned for a moment: "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

Qin Shi looked up at him with red eyes: "When are you not making trouble, but at this time!" And say something like that to your father, we're finished, we're finished, you know?! ”

He Xiaocheng looked at him blankly: "What did I say to my father?" ”

Qin just hugged him and cried.

No matter how slow the reaction was, He Xiaocheng also understood that something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Nan, and saw the latter standing next to the person he hated the most, the white-clothed Shengxue had warm eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth were lightly curled, but it was a mocking arc.

Such a smile is familiar.

He Xiaocheng frowned, and suddenly remembered that when he said to Gu Nan before that he appeared in you, the latter also glanced at him lightly with such a smile, and then he didn't know anything.

Gu Nan, Gu Nan.

He Xiaocheng stared at Gu Nan, who came into contact with his gaze and smiled more and more calmly, until finally his lips opened and closed, and he said one word silently: "Stupid." ”

The wooden door was pushed open at this time, and the people in the house subconsciously looked at the door, and the old housekeeper stood at the door: "Madam, the old marquis called you over." ”

Qin Shi was stunned for a moment, stood up and wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and walked out with the steward after straightening up his appearance.

Only He Xiaocheng, Gu Nan and He Xiaoge remained.

"Mr. Gu, you are a good means."

"Where's the good?" Gu Nan glanced at him casually: "What a clumsy method, anyone with a discerning eye can tell who did it." ”

He Xiaocheng narrowed his eyes.

Gu Nan looked at him with a smile: "I just want everyone in this Hou Mansion to see He Xiaoge's attitude, and ...... Your ugliness, that's enough. ”

As he spoke, Gu Nan leaned on He Xiaoge casually and raised his eyebrows: "Now it seems that the effect is good." ”

He Xiaocheng didn't speak.

The person who was leaning on Gu Nan lowered his eyes and quietly looked at Gu Nan's swollen cheeks, his eyes sinking.

Gu Nan looked back at him, and after three seconds of eye contact, He Xiaoge turned his head and walked towards He Xiaocheng, staring at his right hand without saying a word.

Just seeing that Gu Nan also knew his intentions, he stepped forward to stop him slowly, and then shook his finger with a smile in the latter's dark eyes: "Sometimes, when someone slaps you, you don't need to slap you back, do you?" ”

He Xiaoge's eyes rarely disagreed, and as soon as such a sentiment appeared, he saw that the person who was still smiling suddenly bent down and raised his hand.

One, two, three...... Exactly ten hits.

The young man's warm and light voice sounded softly after the last crisp sound, with a warm smile.

"Ten slaps, in fact, it's okay."