Chapter 200: The Ghost Within

Changting pursed his lips and looked at Meng Tuo for a while.

Meng Tuo said lightly, "You don't care about this matter. Since the person who came has broken through the outer courtyard and entered the second gate, if he skips the shadow guard hidden in the dark by the Lu family, then he must have extraordinary martial arts, and you can't control the people with extraordinary martial arts. If the Lu family's shadow guard dead soldier noticed it and did nothing," Meng Tuo said briskly after a pause, "That proves that my eldest brother already knew, and since he knew, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"The inner house responds to the woman," Changting's voice sank, "I am taking care of it within the second door, and I don't even know that anyone is restless, so it can be seen that I have been living too comfortably recently."

Meng Tuo looked at Changting frowning and introspective, looked at it and laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed Changting's forehead, his voice dragged on a little long, "Your life is comfortable, it is my blessing." ”

The night is very deep, Yu Niang walked before the head of the right to explore the way, the long pavilion and Meng Tuoti slip the lantern to pick a small path to walk, to the low wall of the Yanguang Building, the long pavilion buried his head in the toes, then watched the light of the lantern from the milky white embroidered shoes cloth swaying around, the long pavilion was reluctant to go, Meng Tuo urged her softly, "Come in, I will only return to Yongzhou the day after tomorrow, and I will still be in Pingcheng tomorrow." ”

"But I won't see you tomorrow."

Tomorrow, the eldest prince will mainly go to Choushan to worship the Buddha with the Yu family, and the long pavilion will naturally accompany him, and when he comes back, Meng Tuo left early.

Goodbye to him, probably in the happy hall and the cave room

Thinking of this, Changting was a little happy, buried his head and toes to kick the red tassels under the lantern, and spoke again in a sullen voice, "You take care of the house." How many maids do I have to bring with me, you have to keep enough. Don't take half-a person-high object to block the light in the bedroom window, you remember that the tent in the side compartment should be ink-patterned, the height should be red lacquered wood, the teacup and the porcelain bowl top are easy to use Jun kiln, I like the style of farming and fishing, you look at it yourself"

Delicate and pretty, just like the first time I saw her.

Finally raised her temperament back, Meng Tuo felt that he might have a problem with his head, compared to the wide and gentle Lu Changting, he preferred the original Lu Changting who was so proud that his nostrils were about to turn upside down, he owed eighty percent of it, and owed it to others.

Meng Tuo replied, and the momentum of slaughter seemed to be smoothed and polished under the light of the lantern.

"The next time I see you, you'll be dressed in a big red robe." Meng Tuo laughed softly, his voice and warm light swayed quietly, and his eyes looked at Changting quietly, "Go in, I'll watch you go in." Meng Tuo tilted his head and immediately laughed, "If you don't go in again, A-Ning and Yu Niang will almost fall out of the window." ”

Changting hurriedly turned his head and looked back.

On a window, there are two heads, one surnamed Hu and the other surnamed Lu, the one surnamed Hu smiled crookedly, and the one surnamed Lu looked shyly.

Changting's old face turned red, grabbed the lantern and ran into the house, ran back to the house to cover the door behind him, and when he looked up, he saw the two fools with their heads turned back to people, and their heads were still stuck outside the window. Hu Yuniang, you come down from the window for me! Do you know what you two look like from the outside? Like two cabbages! One big and one small! That's how you take your sister! Brought my sister into a cabbage! ”

Little Aning is small, and he smoothed his head out at once.

The more anxious Hu Yuniang became, the more she couldn't get out, a cabbage head stuck in the window lattice, squinting at Changting with tears in her eyes, "Help"

It's really stupid to die, it's going to die

A-Ning stretched out his hand to help, but as soon as Changting's arm was raised, A-Ning immediately decided to protect himself and shrunk his shoulders and went back to the house.

Seeing that A-Ning entered, Changting reached out to reach for Yu Niang, Man Xiu quickly took a bottle of osmanthus oil, Changting tiptoed and wiped on Yu Niang's hair, and sighed and whispered, "There are ghosts in the back house, I saw it in the ancestral hall today, and I saw a back, not tall or short, very delicate, think about it, which maid in the inner house is like this?" ”

It's actually easy to find.

The eldest princess is really old, and she likes the girls to look blessed, blessed, what is the blessing of the face and the flesh? Therefore, those who can enter the second door to serve, even if they are sprinkled and swept maids, they can't be delicate - are you here to be a girl, or do you want to do things?

The target range is very small, and the maids have always liked Yu Niang, and Yu Niang is also familiar with them.

The osmanthus oil is very fragrant, Yu Niang sniffed it twice, and thought, "Thin, I haven't seen it in a medium stature" Yu Niang suddenly reacted, raised her waist, and hit the window panel with a "bang" on her head, only to hear her "ouch".

Changting suddenly covered his stomach and laughed, and he didn't dare to laugh for fear that Yu Niang would be annoyed with her, but seeing that Yu Niang was full of osmanthus oil and hit a bag, she couldn't help but laugh!

Yu Niang shouted "Ouch ouch" and shouted for a long time, "Don't just think about the maid!" As soon as the second lady leaves, what's it called? Oh, Lu Changqing, she hasn't eaten for three days, and I heard the maids say that she lost a lot of weight all of a sudden! ”

As soon as Changting's hand moved, his face immediately froze. (To be continued)

ps: Short and concise begging forgiveness I580