When Yaxiang came out of the Yellow Mansion, it was already sunset, and the red sunset reflected on the street, and also reflected the carriage.

It was still Xiao Liu who was driving the car, in fact, Xiao Liu was also a member of the Siming Palace, and he was very happy to be able to drive for the palace master in person.

And Yaxiang also admired his courage, although his martial arts were not good, but he was able to not be afraid of those evil people that day, and stood up to protect her, which moved her very much, so she stayed with him and could guide his martial arts from time to time.

The wind gently blew the curtain in the car, gently brushing Yaxiang's beautiful face.

After a while, the carriage had stopped in front of the door of a courtyard house, and the three official script fonts of "Idler's Residence" came into view.

Yaxiang smiled lightly, a leisurely name, but I don't know who the male owner of this idler's house is?

Yaxiang got off the horse and took Lu'er down by the way, Lu'er seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and was not frightened by Yaxiang's sudden move.

"Haha, Lu'er is really capable, and she is no longer afraid." Masaka laughed, remembering the first time she turned white.

"Of course, the slave has been with Miss for a day, and I don't understand it, it's really not worth following Miss." Midori smiled mischievously.

"Hehe, with Miss for a day, the green children have become fine." Xiao Liu said with a smile.

"Little Six." Lu'er snorted coquettishly, saying that she was not good, becoming a jing? How ugly, she's not a monster.

"Hehe, Xiaoliu should fight, make us Lu'er angry, Xiaoliu hurry up." Yaxiang chuckled, sixty-eight years younger, fifteen years younger, the two often laugh and laugh together, maybe they will have feelings over time.

"Sister Lu'er, don't be angry, blame Xiaoliu for saying the wrong thing, Xiaoliu is not accompanying you." Xiao Liu grinned and made a fuss.

"You." Seeing his appearance, where was the sincerity of the apology, Lu'er was annoyed, but saw that Yaxiang had already pushed the door into the courtyard, glared at him hatefully, and hurriedly followed.

The idler's house is a small courtyard, the courtyard covers an area of more than ten acres, boxy, not many houses, a slip south room and a north room, the east is the east wing, the west is the west wing, a wide open space in the middle, planted a few grapes, built a big grape trellis, in summer you can enjoy the cool under the grape trellis, and you can eat the sweet and sour grapes, it is really a leisurely and comfortable life.

"Idler's residence, good." Yaxiang praised that such a plain life was what she wanted, but unfortunately, alas, it seemed that she would never be able to have such a leisurely life.

I can't help but be a little envious of Liu Bilai, and I am more curious about what kind of person the male owner here is.

"Who are you, and how did you sneak into my house?" Suddenly, a five-year-old girl ran in from outside the door, the girl smashed her beautiful big eyes, pouted her red mouth, and looked cute and cute.

"Hehe, little sister, what's your name?" Masoka crouched down and looked at the girl.

"My name is Yu'er." Yaxiang before Xiao Yu'er met was amiable, unlike a bad person, and she had already forgotten how Yaxiang had sneaked into her house.

"Yu'er, huh? What about your father and mother? Yaxiang wondered why she had already entered the courtyard, but no one had yet appeared, and the courtyard door was not locked, so she was not afraid of bad people?

"My mother gave birth to a younger brother and was sleeping, and my father just went out to buy something." The delicate voice of the rain filled the entire courtyard.

"Yu'er, who are you talking to?" In the room, Liu Bi, who was sleeping in a daze, was awakened.

"Hehe, my mother is awake." Xiao Yu'er stuck out her tongue and realized that it was her loud voice that woke up her mother.

"Mother."

"Aunt Bi."

Yaxiang took Yu'er by the hand, pushed the door in, and the afterglow of the sun also fell into the room, dragging out two faint figures, one large and one small.