(If you want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and pay attention to give more support to "Abandoned Concubines Are Difficult"!) Murong Yan was already sitting in the only clean place in the courtyard, and Shi Shiran was drinking tea.

"Miss Six...... It's the old slave's fault that he didn't take a good look at the Autumn Wind Temple. The butler knew what was going on, but he didn't know where to start.

Murong Yan glanced at him with a smile, "According to the big housekeeper's opinion, is it an internal thief or an external thief?" ”

When the housekeeper heard Murong Yan's flat tone, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, just not get angry.

But, thief?

The butler's head is twice as big, this is obviously a quarrel between sisters, how can it be involved in the thief. Miss Six doesn't mean to make a big deal out of it.

Sure enough, Murong Yan didn't wait for him to talk nonsense, and said directly: "If it's a thief, report it to the government." If she is a thief, the butler will pull her out, and everything will be restored to its original state. Go, in an hour, I want to see this place exactly the same as before, and if I can't recover after an hour, I will report to the official. ”

Report to the officer? Do you want the face of Pingyang Houfu?

The butler wanted to cry without tears, so he had to bow and withdraw.

"Yan'er, why did you come back?" Murong Hou hurriedly stepped up to meet him, with blame in his tone, and was colliding with the butler who was hurriedly exiting with his head down.

The housekeeper hurriedly bowed and looked at Murong Hou with a crying face.

Murong Yan looked over lightly and asked, "Something?" ”

Touching that cool gaze and detached attitude, Murong Hou was slightly stunned, "It's okay." Lifting his foot forward, he almost tripped and fell to the ground, and was about to scold, but he was angry with the sight in front of him.

"Who did it?" Murong Hou said angrily.

"Old slave...... Now go check it out now. The housekeeper bowed down and said, there was no longer the fear he had in front of Murong Yan before, and by the way, he repeated Murong Yan's words fluently.

Returning to the same state in an hour?

"This, this ......" Murong Hou looked at Murong Yan with a dumbfounded face, but saw that she was looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"Li Fu, bring that unfilial girl here." Murong Hou shouted.

"People don't need to bring it here, all the things in Mingyue Pavilion can be moved over." Murong Yan was too lazy to say, walked two steps and turned her head and said, "Within an hour." ”

"Yan'er, Dad must be the master for you this time......"

"It's good to go, don't send it."

Murong Yan dropped a sentence, walked into the inner room, turned to the back of the screen, and after a while, there was a sound of rushing water.

Murong Hou was stunned for a long time, and finally shook his head and rushed away angrily.

The entire Pingyang Houfu is a burst of chickens and dogs, and the woman's cry can still be heard in the lower room at the edge of the forest. Within an hour, the Mingyue Pavilion where Murong Qian lived had been moved to an empty place, and the Autumn Wind Courtyard had a new look.

In the Qingfeng Pavilion, Qian Qi, who was noisy, had already been clicked on the acupuncture points by Qingyue and fell asleep. Qing Yue reported Murong Yan's whereabouts to Rong Huan in detail.

"First I went to the repair shop, then I went outside the city and rescued a man." Qingyue Road.

"Who?" Rong Huan asked lightly while slowly playing with the jade ring in his hand.

"It's a bit like the third young master of the Nangong family, the details haven't been confirmed yet."

"Nangong Ze?" Rong Huan said, his jade-like eyes couldn't see any emotion, "Didn't the Nangong family mourn a month ago?" It seems that the people of the Nangong family are also too anxious. ”

"Very good, Miss Murong Sixth has one more test item." Thinking of that indifferent face, Rong Huan smiled slightly.

At the same time, in the Five Princes' Mansion, the Hundred Ministries were also reporting Murong Yan's whereabouts for Ling Jin 1510.

"Rescue a dead man from the Nangong family?" Ling Jin frowned and said, "Don't come to sue me for undetermined matters." ”

"Your Highness, that person is Nangong Ze." Baibu Gong said.

"Then in a short time, I'm going to Nangong's house again to say goodbye?" Ling Jin smiled, "Interesting, I seem to have cried and mourned a while ago." ”

Baibu bowed his head and waited for Ling Jin's next command.

Ling Jin tapped on the tabletop, pondered for a long time, and asked, "What are those two boards with wheels?" It must be fun to stand on it. ”

Baibu waited for a long time, but he didn't expect to get such a sentence from Ling Jin. I had to go on, "If Your Highness wants to know, I'll go to the repair shop and find it." ”

Ling Jin slapped him and said with a smile: "Do you need to be so troublesome?" If you want to know how to use it, just wait and wait outside the Jin Palace. ”

"Miss Murong Liu's guts, so big?" Hundreds of people were dumbfounded.

But looking at the way she swore in the hall, she felt as if there was nothing this woman couldn't do.

"This woman has a grudge." Ling Jin said, "Remember to stand far away when you go to see the excitement, if she finds out, you don't have to follow me in the future." ”

Baibu didn't think so, he was the chief guard by Ling Jin's side, and he was one of the best masters in martial arts, could Miss Murong Sixth find him? Unless he deliberately releases water.

Baibu has been standing outside the Jin Palace's mansion for three hours, not to mention Murong Yan, there is not even a superfluous figure. Baibu was a little discouraged, but he thought that His Highness had never been accurate in seeing people and things, so he kept it with peace of mind.

At this time, Murong Yan was in the wing room of Zuixiang Building. Zhi Nanxing and Qian Qi dug up the peach blossom tree early in the daughter-in-law, and fell to the ground drunk.

The smell of wine and flowers, mixed with the "manly flavor" on Nanxing's body, Murong Yan had to pinch her nose, she really admired Qian Qi in her heart, so she rushed Nanxing's tattered clothes, this body smell, she couldn't stand it if she stayed with him for a quarter of an hour.

"Shopkeeper." Murong Yan raised his voice.

"It's coming! Here it comes! What does the young lady command? The shopkeeper ran over, but pinched his nose from a distance.

Murong Yan kicked Qian Qi, Qian Qi rolled over and continued to sleep, Murong Yan untied the money bag he pressed under him and threw it to the shopkeeper, "Go pick ten buckets of water, wash him clean, and buy three sets of good new clothes." The excess will be rewarded to you. After speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Nanxing, "Be sure to wash and take off a layer of skin." ”

Stinky girl, I actually dislike him for stink.

Ji Nanxing's left eye opened a slit slightly, and he looked at Murong Yan's figure walking out, unhappy in his heart, he hated taking a bath the most.

The shopkeeper picked up the money bag, and suddenly rejoiced in his heart, and respectfully said to Murong Yan that he was busy.

This young lady is really generous, he must wash this dirty and smelly old man white, with these rewards, he washed this bad old man, went home and opened a shop himself, and did what kind of shop he did.

***

The night is as cool as water, dissolving the moonlight, and adding a layer of joy to the lively Jin Palace.

A thin man in black was like a ghost, walking lightly on the high wall of the Jin Palace, no different from walking on the flat ground.

Baibu's eyes widened, thinking of Ling Jin's words, and his body unconsciously quietly moved away.

Facing the excitement and joy of the mansion, Ling Chen swept away the joy and excitement when he went out of the mansion to greet his relatives in the morning, and his mood was irritable and his chest was tight.

It's cumbersome to socialize, and if you get up early, you must be too tired! Ling Chen comforted himself like this. But he understood that such comfort was no longer convincing.

How many times is it today?

Twenty times, or thirty times?

That cold little face always jumped in front of him inadvertently.

Every time he remembered the scene when she pinched the cup and said cruel words, he felt sad and faintly looked forward to it.

Fortunately, she did not treat him as a stranger from then on, but entangled with him until he never died. (My novel "Abandoned Concubine is Hard Again" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! )