Chapter 63: The End (3)

However, her defense and crying, others did not listen to half of it. On the contrary, the voice of reprimand for Wan'er became louder and louder.

At this moment, a man dressed in black staggered over, followed by two servants. He holds a gourd-shaped wine bottle in his left hand and a torn shapeless paper fan in his right hand. The whole body was full of alcohol, his face was flushed, and his eyes were hazy.

"What's this black piece in front of the door?" Nanmu raised his hand holding the gourd, pointed towards the door of Nanfu, and asked the little guy behind him.

A little guy looked at the door and took a closer look, and hurriedly said: "Young master, the young lady is sitting in the middle of the gate, kneeling down and wearing white silk, Wan'er is holding the little young master in her arms, Xiaozhi." The people who gathered around him scolded Wan'er with spit on her, as if she was inappropriate or something. ”

"Oh!" Nanmu replied drunkenly: "It turned out that two cheap women were scolding each other, this scene is good-looking, good-looking." Nanmu shook his body and walked straight towards Nanfu with an unsteady footing.

It was clear that he was going straight towards the gate of Nanfu, but his feet did not obey the call and leaned towards the direction of the big lion by the door. As soon as he raised his foot, he was tripped by the stone lion cut by General Qiao yesterday, and he was unstable, and he planted his head to the ground with a bang, and the wine gourd in his hand was also shattered to the ground.

Nanmu raised his head, only to feel that his face was wet, and reached out to touch it, when the palm appeared in front of him. The look of horror on his face was as if he had seen a ghost: "Ah! Blood! ”

The sound was so sharp that it pierced the ceiling, like a lightning bolt, and the people were shocked in their hearts, and they shivered with stabs.

Ben was surrounded by the crowd of people who were talking about Wan'er, and they were instantly attracted by Nanmu's attention. The blank, surprised look on their faces showed that they were completely caught off guard by Nanmu's "Ah! "Frightened.

"What's going on?" Qiao Yujie stretched her neck and looked out, it was obviously Nanmu's voice just now. She anxiously said to the housekeeper: "What are you still doing here, hurry up and see if it's a young master!" How is he! Is it injured, hurry up and carry him home and find a doctor to take a look! ”

The housekeeper hurriedly responded, raised his legs and left, before he could settle down, Qiao Yujie called him again: "What are so many people doing there, hurry up and blow them all away!" ”

"The slave knows." The butler bowed again, and hurriedly descended the steps to bombard.

Qiao Yujie watched Nanmu stand up from the confused stone, covered in blood. She was anxious, and complained to the housekeeper: "Yesterday, General Qiao broke the stone lion, why didn't you clean it up in time." ”

The three words "General Qiao" were almost bitten out from between Qiao Yujie's teeth. Her hands gripped the handle, trying to stand up, but as soon as she left the mahogany chair, she fell into the chair with a thud. Her face became more ugly, and her breathing became more rapid.

"Young grandma, I was going to clean it up, but the young master came back and saw it, so he didn't let the slave move."

"You said the young master came back last night?" Qiao Yujie asked anxiously.

"Yes." The butler replied with his head down.

"He must hate me even more!" Qiao Yujie's tears fell down her eyes.

"I-don't hate you, hate what you do?" Nanmu, who was being held by two subordinates, opened his eyes in a daze, and the smell of blood on his face came to his nose: "You are the eldest lady of the Qiao family, the daughter of General Qiao, even if you have slow-sex-poison-medicine in Xiaozhi's bowl every day, you are not wrong." Hum! You're right? Miss! ”

"Nanmu! Do you know what you're talking nonsense? Qiao Yu's face turned pale, his anxious fingers trembled, and he scolded the two little guys who were supporting Nanmu: "Don't you two have long legs? Hurry up and help the young master in, what are you doing here! The young master is drunk and talking nonsense, and you are all drunk, don't you know what you are doing to eat? ”