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These days, she has developed a habit, a habit of observing Xinghualou for the first time when she arrives at Doujiu Garden every day, especially the situation on Wu Houde's side.

Today, as early as when Jiang Qing told himself that Wu Houde was absent due to "illness", Hu Shijiu noticed this.

However, why did Wu Houde not appear in the wine garden. Is he really sick? Still is......

Thinking of the wine he put in the guard, Hu Shijiu was inevitably a little uneasy at this time.

Even her favorite chicken leg in her mouth became chewy wax.

In order not to make Jiang Qing see her abnormality, she could only pretend that she didn't care at all and ate the food in the bowl.

"Nineteenth brother, do you not care about the success or failure of this Xinghualou?" Finally, Jiang Qing looked at Hu Shijiu, who was "feasting", but still couldn't hold back his curiosity and continued to ask.

As a secret guard, he has been seen by all kinds of people, and he doesn't believe that such a young child can have such determination.

"Huh?" Hu Shijiu held the rice bowl in his hand and looked at Jiang Qing from behind a pile of delicacies.

This scene made Jiang Qing laugh, and at the same time he had a trace of compassion for Hu Shijiu in his heart.

Perhaps, this child is really missing roots......

However, out of the instinct of being a secret guard over the years, he still can't take Hu Shijiu lightly.

"I don't care." Hu Shijiu shook her head, and after answering Jiang Qing's question, she pulled the rice chop in the bowl faster.

This appearance made Jiang Qing not want to ask her anything again.

When Jiang Qing watched the bamboo chopsticks in Hu Shijiu's hand, he picked up the last grain of rice in the bowl, pulled it in the empty bowl a few times, and gnawed the chicken leg as if it had been scraped with a knife.

He smiled and asked, "Is it enough, do you want to have more?" ”

"No, no, no." Hu Shijiu put down his rice bowl and looked at Jiang Qing with some embarrassment.

She was only thinking about how to hide it from Jiang Qing just now, after all, the grievances between herself and Wu Houde involved as few people as possible. Wu Houde's methods, Hu Shijiu knows. She couldn't let the innocent Jiang Qing get caught up in it anymore.

So, looking like a bowl that had been washed once, Hu Shijiu laughed a few times: "Today's meal is good......

Is this kid as simple as she suggests?

Jiang Qing couldn't make a decision for a while. Just smiled and said, "Brother Nineteen likes it!"

The sky seems to be a little cloudy.

"Godgrandpa, look, is this possible?" Xiao Shunzi squatted down and carefully wrapped the legs of the old eunuch Jia Dequan with a special blanket.

Judd was all crooked on the large arhat bed. Leaning on the pillow of the big red money python, a pair of cloudy eyes seemed to be slightly closed, and he said with satisfaction: "Over the years, you are the only one who can serve me properly."

Xiao Shunzi was wearing a close-fitting short robe, lowered his head, and tucked the blanket lightly, before standing up and saying softly: "It's because Grandpa doesn't dislike Xiao Shunzi and is useless, and always takes special care of Xiao Shunzi."

"What a little mouth." Judd said slowly. The sharp pain in my leg was relieved by the warm blanket.

However, even though it was late summer, the house was still a little stuffy. Jia Dequan was wrapped in a blanket again, because after a while, he was a little sweaty, and when he followed Jia Dequan with Xiao Shunzi, he knew that he had such an old problem, so he had already practiced this set of thoughtful skills. Even if Judd Quan fell ill, he would retreat left and right, leaving Xiao Shunzi alone to wait.

Xiao Shunzi pinched Wu Houde's secret letter in his sleeve, right now. It's a good time to intercede. He stood cowardly to the side, but he was thinking about how to speak.

"I really can't bear you......" the old eunuch Jia Dequan said suddenly.

Xiao Shunzi was shocked in his heart - Mo Fei, the godfather already knows!

I saw Judd stroking the blanket on his lap, delicate, dense, and able to give himself the most gentle consideration. However. If the timing is not right, it's just a burden like chicken ribs!

Judd looked at Xiao Shunzi and said, "Xiao Shunzi, do you remember your real name?"

Xiao Shunzi shook his head blankly.

Name?

Since there was a famine in his hometown that year, Xiao Shunzi, who was less than six years old, was "picked up" by the eunuch Jia Dequan outside the Xinghua Building, and the beautiful and white little boy at that time has had a earth-shaking change in his life. He was given more gorgeous clothes than ever before, fine meals, and, from memory, almost like family care.

At that time, Xiao Shunzi thought that his fate was good and he met a nobleman. However, who would have known that behind this glamour lies such an unspeakable ugliness!

The nobleman is a demon who grins evilly......

If there is gain, there must be giving......

On a night of lightning and thunder, all his selfish desires were for Judd. In this world, there was one less carefree boy from that night, and one more little eunuch named Xiao Shunzi, who was supple and charming......

Xiao Shunzi often thinks about what would happen if it was a little earlier or so late that day, at the door of Xinghualou, it was Wu Houde who "picked up" him......

"I'm getting old...... "Judd Quan's well-groomed face showed a hint of tiredness.

He waved his hand to stop the empty and superficial comfort that Xiao Shunzi had not yet spoken.

"From the first time I saw you, my godfather took a fancy to you."

His words made Xiao Shunzi's heart slowly fall down, just like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, a gust of wind can make people feel cold.

However, after saying this, Judd didn't elaborate on the past that made Xiao Shunzi indifferent.

In the past, I was like a person who had died once, reincarnated, but I still looked like I was neither human nor ghost.

Now, Xiao Shunzi's only expectation is to follow Wu Houde, the big shopkeeper of Xinghualou, to a distant place......

As for where to go, what to do? His simple mind can't think of so much.

"Where did you collect the pastries that were awarded to our family in the former palace?" Just when Xiao Shunzi was looking for an opportunity to intercede for Wu Houde, he only heard Judd ask casually, his voice was viscous and hoarse, like a puddle of melted syrup crawling with stinging ants.

On weekdays, in front of those princes and nobles, the meek and respectful voice, when it came to Xiao Shunzi, it seemed that the spoonful of honey in his mouth was stained with too much sand and dust outside, and it had long ceased to be so beautiful.

Xiao Shunzi lowered her head, walked quickly to the corner of the room, took out a plate of pastries from the countless kinds of food, and came to Judd.

"Godgrandpa, here!" Xiao Shunzi said, gently squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth...... (To be continued.) )