readx; At that time, Hu Shijiu was the young lady of the Han Mansion who did not leave the door, and when she heard about the murder, it was like a floating petal falling in the "Xin Lake", and it didn't even cause a ripple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She only vaguely remembered that Qingque had mentioned that the dead maid's name was "Evening Sakura"!

Late cherry blossom ......

Such a beautiful name, and it was almost buried in the void in front of his eyes.

Hu Jiujiu almost forgot that her brother had given herself such a cruel "gift", she sat by the window, and for a while, Bai Ling's appearance was like a cold moon at night, in front of Hu Shijiu's eyes, and the bright autumn sun in the sky, reflecting each other.

And this "Xinxi Courtyard" is a place where the cold moon is silent and the autumn sun is lightless.

"Thank you." Beside him, someone whispered.

Hu Shijiu was taken aback, she was like she had just discovered Han Mochen beside her, she just turned her head and looked at him in a daze.

"Late Sakura is fine." Hu Shijiu's appearance made Han Mochen feel a little distressed.

This girl not only saved her life, but now she saved the maidservants in the house at the birthday banquet of her ancestors.

Perhaps, she is really her own lucky star.

"How is she now?" Hu Shijiu's throat was a little dry. She licked her chapped lips, and it seemed that after only a few days of calm, fate passed by her with a smirk again.

"She ......" Han Mochen seemed to stop talking, but he still smiled reluctantly and said, "She's safe." ”

His hesitation couldn't escape Hu Shijiu's eyes.

Hu Shijiu stood up and walked towards the door: "Can I go and see her?" ”

"Nope." Sure enough, Han Mochen stretched out his hand to stop Hu Shijiu and rejected her categorically.

Hu Shijiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Mochen suspiciously.

Han Mochen's eyes looked out the window, "Nineteen, believe me." Late Sakura is fine. ”

It seemed to be the first time in his life that he had called his own name.

Hu Shijiu followed Han Mochen's line of sight, looked at the rippling lake, and after a long time, she turned her head. Staring at Han Mochen: "I know." ”

She sat by the window, in her previous life, this was where she greeted guests, and Hu Shijiu rarely came here. Therefore, sitting here in this life, she is more like an uninvited guest of the Han Mansion.

However, Han Mochen's gaze has not been withdrawn from the "Xinxi" in the distance......

"Three sons!" There was a commotion outside the door, "You are here. Let the little ones be easy to find! ”

Han Yi recklessly broke in, and he said, "That dead girl ...... late cherry"

Han Mochen quickly took a few steps forward and blocked in front of Hu Shijiu: "There are guests here, how can they be so noisy!" ”

Han Yi probed and saw Hu Nineteen behind Han Mochen, he was stunned for a long time, and then hurriedly bowed down and said, "The little one has seen the nineteenth girl!" ”

"Bastard!" Han Mochen listened to Han Yi talk about "Nineteen Girls" every day, and he didn't feel anything, but in front of Hu Nineteen, a trace of confusion appeared on his cold face.

"Oh!" Han Yi suddenly remembered why Hu Shijiu came today. He slapped himself lightly and quickly, "I've seen Shopkeeper Shen!" ”

Hu Shijiu was sure that what they said was about the maid named "Evening Sakura", but she believed that Han Mochen had not lied to her.

Since Han Mochen said that the late cherry blossoms are safe, then she is naturally "safe", so it is already the most valuable.

As for what Han Mochen didn't want him to know, it was for Hu Shijiu. It's not that important.

Hu Shijiu looked at Han Yi and nodded lightly, "I'll go and see if there's anything else to prepare." ”

These words were said to Han Mochen.

Han Mochen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "There is labor." ”

The two of them. It seems to have returned to the estranged politeness of the past......

Looking at Hu Shijiu's distant back, Han Yifang said with a long sigh: "Third son, you said, these nineteen girls finally came to our mansion, why did they bump into this!" ”

"Human lives matter." Han Mochen looked at where Hu Shijiu was sitting and said, "Maybe she's coming." It's just to 'save lives'. ”

"In this way, then Shopkeeper Shen is really the lucky star of our Han Mansion!" Han Yi said playfully, he could see that this "nineteen girl" already had an extraordinary weight in the hearts of his third son.

Leaving the "Xinxi Courtyard", the autumn sky does not seem to be so high and empty.

Hu Shijiu lowered his head and walked briskly towards the back garden where the Han Mansion entertained everyone, where the cook and the men she brought should have been ready, just waiting for Mrs. Han to come to the banquet.

Hu Shijiu's mood was very chaotic, very chaotic, so chaotic that he almost walked in the direction of the garden by instinct.

Who else......

Who else?

Hu Jiu tried her best to recall the bits and pieces in the Han Mansion, although she didn't know who would appear on whose head and when the small words would appear again next time, however, she couldn't give up the slightest opportunity.

Just because, human life is at stake, she wants to save Han Fu!

Before, at the moment when the cherry blossoms fell into the water that night, Hu Shijiu suddenly fainted. Han Mochen only thought that she was because a few days ago, she witnessed Wu Houde's death in Qingyang Tower, and she was stimulated again, so it was difficult to bear.

And only Hu Shijiu knows best that the moment the cherry blossoms fell into the water that night, her eyes, her eyes, as if they were covered by someone's hands, it seemed that someone who was hiding in the dark did not let her reach out to rescue the evening cherry!

Immediately after, Hu Shijiu fainted......

When she woke up, she was already in the "Xinxi Courtyard......

Could it be that the person who reduced Hanfu to nothing is also here? Even, near her, secretly laughing at Hu Nineteen's indiscretion?

Hu Shijiu grabbed the corner of his clothes and walked all the way. She felt a helplessness that could not be screamed.

"Yo!" Suddenly, there was a black shadow in front of him, unscrupulously blocking Hu Shijiu's way.

Han Moyang, who was "purple and red", was like the Duobao Pavilion in his house, standing in front of Hu Shijiu wearing gold and silver.

Hu Shijiu was so dainted by this "dazzling" light that she almost couldn't open her eyes, she blocked it with her hand, and carefully looked at the "Duobao Pavilion" of the activity opposite, only to vaguely remember that this person was Han Mochen's eldest brother - Han Moyang.

"I've seen the eldest prince." She was slightly blessed, and then turned sideways and wanted to walk past Han Moyang.

"Eh-" Han Moyang half-leaned back, his hands and feet were long, and he casually leaned to the side, blocking Hu Shijiu's way to the airtight.

"Where is this shopkeeper Shen going?" Han Moyang stretched out his voice and asked lightly.

No wonder the third brother thinks about this girl in his heart, but now that he looks at it, it is really Peugeot.

Han Moyang rubbed his chin and laughed...... (To be continued.) )