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Ji Qianxia narrowed his eyes, but his gaze swept to the carved and painted eight screens on the left. If memory serves, the screen used to be a clean room, and the clean room had a small door.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Qianxia slammed his feet up and rushed behind the screen.

It was still late, and a thin figure slipped towards the small door of the clean room in a panic.

"Stop!" Ji Qianxia raised the paperweight he was quietly holding in his hand and smashed it over.

The figure staggered, obviously hit, but still ran out of the small door of the clean room regardless of it. Waiting for Ji Qianxia to chase out, there is a corridor outside the clean room, and there are just three forks. In addition, the lantern under the porch may be dimmed, and the light is not bright. It's empty, and it's completely impossible to see which direction the other party is fleeing towards.

Of course, being so familiar with the terrain also judged that it was indeed a descendant of the Xiangxia Pavilion.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Ananaku and Sakura hurried over, panicked.

Ji Qianxia glanced at the big and small girls behind them, her face was very cold, and she ordered: "Gather all the girls and mothers-in-law in Xiangxia Pavilion." Remember, it's all. Whether it's sweeping the floor or lighting a fire, all of them are called to me. ”

Maybe her eyes were too sharp, and the two big girls didn't dare to ask the reason, so they shrank their heads, responded uneasily, and immediately arranged for the staff to be notified in place.

Picking up the paperweight, Ji Qianxia sneered in his heart: I wanted to wait for two days to set up a set to clean up the ghosts, but I just didn't have time to spare, but it's good, I bumped into it by myself, then I blame her for being unkind.

After checking it, the paperweight stone is not light, and the hand is heavy. Being hit by it, not to mention being injured, is a piece of green for sure.

In a short period of time, the other party won't have time to eliminate the bruising, right? It was good to eliminate it, and the handle was more sufficient.

Ji Qianxia sat in the inner room with peace of mind, waiting for the personnel to arrive.

At the closing time of the courtyard gate at night, all the mothers-in-law and girls in Xiangxia Pavilion quickly gathered under the corridor, and everyone had a look of surprise in their eyes, not understanding what was going on.

Ji Qianxia stood in the middle of the corridor, half-lowered eyes swept from left to right.

The lamp under the porch was blown by the wind, and the light sprinkled on her face, flickering and dimming, making people even more frightened.

"Girl, everyone is here." Banana reported in a low voice.

"What about those who are on duty?" Ji Qianxia's gaze was fixed on a certain place, and he asked unhurriedly.

The banana hesitated for a while, and replied: "The one on duty is also here, and the one who asks for leave is ......" She is really powerless! People are on leave, so they can't call people back at the discharge door at this time, right?

"Are there any people who have taken leave and are still in the hospital?" Ji Qianxia means that there are people who have taken a vacation, but have nowhere to go, and are still in Xiangxia Pavilion. They used the excuse of waiting not to come together.

Yi Ying remembered something, and said, "There seems to be one." ”

"Who?"

"Little Douzi's sister, Douqing."

Ji Qianxia's eyes were cold.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the banana was busy with his eyes, and asked his mother-in-law to go to Yin Douqing and call over.

Ji Qianxia has no impression of Douqing. First, she is a rough girl, and those delicate jobs can't be her turn, so naturally she doesn't have the opportunity to show up in front of her master. Second, she has a plain appearance, a standard passer-by face, and she forgets it when she sees it.

Not tall, thin. Although he is not very old, he does not have much youthful atmosphere. On the contrary, because of the long-term rough work, his expression carries the bitterness and hatred of the people at the bottom.

Dou Qing lowered his eyebrows and gave Ji Qianxia a salute.

Ji Qianxia waved his hand, looked away, and moved to the bottom of the corridor.

"You, you, you, or your ......" her fingers quickly counted a few of the most suspicious single thin girls, and calmed down: "You guys stay, and the others can retreat." ”

There was no accident at the bottom, everyone looked forward to each other, and wanted to talk about it, so that the mother-in-law on duty shouted loudly: "Don't disperse yet? ”

"You guys come in." Ji Qianxia turned around and stepped into the threshold.

The named girl looked at each other, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad, and she obediently entered.

The room is brighter when the lights and candles are reflected outside.

Ji Qianxia sat on the couch, looked at the five or six people in front of him, smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I just routinely ask where you are?" What was done? There can be witnesses. ”

"Huh?" The girls raised their eyes together, even more confused.

"You come first." Ji Qianxia pointed to Dou Qing with his hand.

Dou Qing was stunned for a moment, and immediately stepped forward: "Back to the girl." The slave maid took turns off today, and went out to buy needlework and thread during the day, and never left the courtyard again. Fang had been in the back porch, and was about to go to the stove to bring a pot of hot water to bathe, and the hot water was still on the table, when a mother came and said that the girl called the slave and maid over. ”

"Oh." Ji Qianxia grinned slightly, and then pointed to another: "It's your turn." ”

"Slave, slave maid just sewing socks in her house." This little girl was a little timid, and she stammered and finally finished speaking.

Generally speaking, at night, as long as the girls are not on duty and the masters do not have much instructions, they can move freely in their own rooms. Of course, it is okay to visit the door, but it is not allowed to visit the hospital.

Someone took the lead in speaking, and the rest was easy to do, and everyone truthfully explained their whereabouts, some with certificates, and some without certificates.

Ji Qianxia picked up the teacup and lowered his eyes and took a sip.

The banana leaned over and asked, "Girl, look at this ......"

Ji Qianxia stroked his forehead, got up slowly, and circled around them, knowing roughly in his heart.

The shallow smell had not completely dissipated, and only her body was the most obvious. It seems that they don't need to force them to take off their clothes and check their backs to know who is spying on her?

Do you drive the snake out on the spot or lure the snake out of the hole?

Can you put a long line to catch big fish? Who is behind the scenes?

Turning back to the center step by step, Ji Qianxia made up his mind, and smiled: "It's okay, go back and rest, right?" ”

"Huh?" They all exclaimed in low voices.

What's going on? The shouting and screaming of the big night gathered them, and then they named a few, asked a few words that didn't hurt or itch, and then sent them away casually? This is too capricious, isn't it?

The fourth girl has never been willful, right? What's going on?

Ji Qianxia didn't care how many questions they had in their hearts, and ignored them. Raising his chin, he instructed Yi Ying: "Close the door and move the light." ”

No matter how much dissatisfaction and complaints these thin girls had, they didn't dare to come out in person, and after Yuguan withdrew from the main house, they scattered left and right back to the house.

Dou Qing walked a few steps closely, wiped his sweat in the dark, and looked back at the main house that was covered with the door, and his heart palpitated.

Dim soybean oil lamp.

Dou Qing sat cross-legged on the simple bed, his shirt falling off his waist and piling up layer by layer.

An old hand rubbed against her still-polished back. There was a small bruise. Every time he rubbed it, Dou Qing hissed lightly from between his teeth.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally made the girl suspicious." Dou Qing lowered his voice.

The hand that was in the dim backlight stopped, and also lowered his low voice: "It's just suspicion, no evidence." But don't move during this time, lest you get caught. ”

"Got it."