Zhang Hua waved his hand, and immediately two columns of guards walked from behind them with gift boxes in their hands.

"Old Madam Mu," Zhang Hua looked at the old lady with a smile, and pointed to the two columns of guards with a kind face, "These gifts are to thank Miss Mu for saving my Royal Highness's pet." ”

Chu Lige seemed to be very disgusted by the word pet in his mouth, and his eyes, which had always been deep and emotionless, turned to Zhang Hua with a chill.

Zhang Hua's smile froze, and he hurriedly turned his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while commanding the guards in an instant.

"You guys, send these gifts to Miss Muda's Maple Grove Residence."

Before the old lady had time to be polite, she was thundered down by these words. What kind of master has what kind of subordinates who dare to love, and deliberately pointed out these gifts to her, just to inform her.

The old lady was ashamed and annoyed, and she was so angry that Zhang Hua didn't realize it, waved her hand, and then came two rows of guards holding gift boxes.

"Mrs. Mu, these gifts are for the love of my Royal Highness...... Pets are injured. In the Sen Liang Eye Knife that Chu Lige flew suddenly, Zhang Hua was secretly glad that he changed his words quickly, otherwise he would have died under the terrible eyes of his master.

He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and didn't look at the old lady who was already sluggish and petrified, and directly instructed the guards to go to Fenglinju with gifts in hand.

After emptying the car full of gifts, Zhang Hua nodded to the old lady with a smile and said, "Old Mrs. Mu, my Royal Highness wants to visit the pets in Fenglinju, please go back." ”

After that, regardless of the old lady's face that had become ugly, she swaggered in front of her, and led Chu Lige to Fenglin Residence.

The old lady was desolate by their master and servant outside the gate of Mufu.

When passing by the gate, Leng Gang glanced thoughtfully at the back of the door, his fingertips flicked slightly, and Mu Mingyue, who was hiding behind the door, only to feel that her eyes were suddenly hot and painful.

In Fenglinju, Mu Xiaofeng walked out of Zhao's bedroom and saw the gift box sent in like flowing water, and his eyes were so shocked that his eyes straightened.

grabbed Qing Ruo, who was directing his subordinates to move the gifts, pointed to the gifts and asked, "Qing Ruo, what's going on?" ”

Qingruo wanted to say that she would be confused, but she heard a laughing voice coming from outside the corridor, "Miss Mu might as well ask me if she asks." ”

The man's tone was familiar and casual, and his lazy tone seemed to imply a hint of pride.

Mu Xiaofeng turned his head in surprise, and looked out over the hanging flower window on the right, but Qing Ruo's face turned pale, and his eyes instantly filled with anger.

This is the place of the young lady's boudoir, and the men outside are so rude, how can they casually break into the young lady's courtyard without etiquette!

Qingruo's face sank, and he walked out with anger like the wind under his feet. Mu Xiaofeng shook his head, looked at her fiery figure dumbly, hid the confusion and surprise in his eyes, and then walked through the moon-shaped arch to the outside of the courtyard.

Qing Ruo was obviously angry for a while, and she forgot about the expensive gifts she had just sent in.

Since people dare to enter the house in a grand manner, they naturally occupy the position so that people can't find mistakes.

Besides, the familiar giggling voice just now sounded casual, but in fact it implied coldness and arrogance. Of course, that kind of cold arrogance is not deliberate, but natural. This kind of bearing is by no means imitated overnight, but has been exposed to it for a long time.

Among the people she knew, only that person was dignified and noble, and he was indifferent and lonely in his actions.

She could tell who was coming from that voice just now.

"Qingruo, don't be presumptuous." Mu Xiaofeng's mind was in a flash, and he hurriedly chased out, and reminded the angry Qingruo in a slightly higher voice, "Hurry up and salute His Royal Highness Liwang." ”

Qingruo stiffened, stopped and hurriedly waited for Mu Xiaofeng, his eyes subconsciously glanced into the octagonal pavilion under the red maple, and sure enough, he saw a peerless man in a cloud-patterned brocade robe sitting elegantly and casually in the pavilion.

Just looking at it from a distance, I feel that the man in brocade is noble and compelling, and his aura is arrogant and indifferent.

Qingruo hurriedly lowered her head and stood quietly on the side of the road, peeking at the pavilion out of the corner of her eyes, waiting for Mu Xiaofeng to approach, but she couldn't help but be shocked and frightened and asked in a low voice, "Miss, who is he?" ”