Xiao Yu's surprise did not affect Ruan Luo, and in fact, it was not that Ruan Luo was not surprised, but he found out early, and at this time, even if he was still surprised in his heart, he would no longer react as strongly as Xiao Yu.

In fact, when Ruan Luo found Xiaoya in the crowd for the first time just now, he almost thought that he had heard it wrong!

Seeing that Xiaoya was called by Xiaoyu, she actually seemed to be frightened, and her body couldn't help but tremble, Ruan Luo secretly had another thought in her heart.

After thinking for a moment, Ruan Luo smiled and said: If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I wouldn't have believed that the little girl would actually be able to 'turn her voice'.

Xiaoya smiled a little embarrassedly: The maid didn't scare Ruan Gongzi, right? At this point, her voice had reverted to the somewhat timid tone of her true colors.

Ruan Luo shook his head: If the little girl sues me, and now you are also speaking in a 'huasheng', I will really be startled.

Xiao Yu heard this sentence on the side, and when she understood the true intention of Ruan Luo's words, although she didn't speak, her heart tightened for a moment. She couldn't notice that when she looked at the little girl who had been a maid in Ye Mansion for many years, the look in her eyes was almost the same as Ruan Luo at this time.

It was a speculative look.

You must know that today is the first time that Xiaoya has shown her skills in front of outsiders. Ruan Luo is not from Ye Fuzhong, so it is normal that he doesn't know the past of this matter, but if even Xiaoyu doesn't know about it, then there will be some problems.

Xiaoya herself had already heard a few different intentions from Ruan Luo's words, but she couldn't fully understand what Ruan Luo wanted to say, so she could only wave her hand again and again, and her words were a little difficult to justify: No, no, the maid is usually like this, only it was different just now.

Her voice trembled, and her words were a little out of order. It's not as coherent and to the point as it was when I turned my voice before. I don't know if she's in a hurry, or if she's really in a weak heart.

Ruan Luo shook his head again when he heard this, I don't know if he was denying Xiaoya's words, he hesitated for a moment, and then he said: 'Turning the voice' is a skill that can be learned, but what the little girl said just now is impeccable in content, and the timing of the voice is also very accurate, are you ...... Who's the guide?

No. No...... Listening to Ruan Luo's words to this point, Xiaoya had vaguely understood some of the questions that Ruan Luo was questioning. She first directly said no, hesitating. Then he knelt down in front of Ruan Luo and said seriously: What the maid said just now is what she wants to say, and it has nothing to do with others. The maidservant girl just wants to do something for the house, if there is something wrong. Willing to be punished by Ruan Gongzi.

If you do this for the sake of Ye Fu, I don't blame you, and I won't ask you anymore, otherwise...... Ruan Luo suddenly paused at this point, and then changed his words, Here you are. There shouldn't be a zài 'otherwise', you get up.

Xiaoya showed a hesitant look on her face, and then she saw Xiaoyu take a step. Help her to her feet.

In the future, when you speak to me, whether you have made a mistake or not, you do not have to do this great courtesy. Ruan Luo looked at the two girls supporting each other in front of him, his words paused slightly, and then solemnly continued: Little girl. You did do something wrong, but not for me. but to your sisters. Your kneeling today should be regarded as making amends to her.

When Ruan Luo said this, although the smile on his face was suppressed, his tone did not seem to be too harsh, but Xiaoya couldn't stop tears from flowing down when his words fell.

She didn't cry because she felt wronged after listening to Ruan Luo's words, but she suddenly felt very sorry for Xiaoyu beside her.

Xiaoyu just thought that the little girl who was very timid in her impression was frightened by Ruan Luo at this time, and she didn't care about what Ruan Luo pointed out just now, what was the place where Xiaoya was sorry for her.

To be honest, Xiaoyu and Ruan Luo are not familiar with each other, Xiaoyu's impression of Ruan Luo is still only at the level of watching and listening, except for knowing that he is the righteous brother of his own young lady, and just now when he was in the same car on the way home, he chatted a few words, and felt that he was a very gentle person, so he had no in-depth experience.

Overall, he should be a good person to work with.

It's just that seeing him ask the little girl in a few words, the sharpness of his observation, and the closeness of his thinking, still make Xiaoyu a little jealous.

With such a touch of affection in her heart, thinking back to the words that Ruan Luo had just spoken to a group of servants, the last servant, that is, the little girl after the voice, and the answer given by Ruan Luo, her feelings in her heart gradually changed a little.

If Ruan Luo hadn't explained it before, the reason why he was willing to take full responsibility for the affairs of the Ye Mansion was to repay Ye Zhengming's life-saving grace, Xiao Yu would probably feel that Ruan Luo's enthusiasm was a little too much at this time, just like Xiao Ya was puzzled by in the back of the crowd just now.

At the same time, she was a little surprised: Xiaoya actually thought more deeply about this problem than herself!

It's no wonder that Ruan Luo asked her just now if she was instructed by others. can say what he just said, no matter from which point of view, it is too inconsistent with the image of Xiaoya who usually has a very weak sense of zài in the house.

Seeing Xiaoyu looking at her in a daze, Xiaoya panicked, and finally couldn't help it, and said with a crying voice: Sister Yu, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't hide it from you, but I don't have any malice in learning 'Huayin'. It's because I'm so lonely, usually you and Miss are not at home, even if the lord goes to the court, he also leaves the house to go to the doctor, I am alone at home, I can't find anyone to talk to, so I have to talk to myself......

Hearing Xiaoya's words clear, Xiaoyu couldn't help but be moved.

Xiaoya cried and continued: But ...... What's the point of talking to yourself? So I can only think back and imitate other people's words, especially some guests who occasionally visit the house, they are all officials, and they talk with a straight look, I feel curious, so I also learned something......

Ruan Luo, who was silently watching this scene, suddenly interjected at this time: Little girl, with your natural talent, if you have the opportunity, you may be able to find a position as a lawyer.

The little girl couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and after a while, she said with jealousy: Isn't it ridiculous to talk to yourself like this? If others find out, they will compare me to a psychopath, and how can I compare with a lawyer.

A gentle smile appeared on Ruan Luo's face. Didn't speak again.

It was Xiaoyu who suddenly understood, she first glanced at Ruan Luo, handed over her gratitude, and then turned her eyes to look at Xiaoya, and said in a blaming tone: You are really a fool, because of this, you are hiding it from everyone?

Xiaoya flattened her mouth, with her current mood, it was really easy to take Xiaoyu's anger as real anger.

Seeing that Xiaoya's face showed a timid look again. Xiao Yu sighed softly, took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully helped her wipe the tears on her face, and said softly: Even if you sue me for this. I won't laugh at you, on the contrary, if I had known earlier, maybe I would have paid attention to spending more time with you. As for the young lady, she is young. likes to mess around, but you won't know that she had a mess that was real? She just thought it was fun.

It's true? The little girl's eyes gradually appeared with water.

It's true. Xiao Yu nodded, and the corners of her eyes were already wet.

You guys are really ...... Dislike! Although Xiaoya was saying that she hated Xiaoyu, she had already thrown herself into Xiaoyu's arms, hugging her waist and crying. Continuing the sneering of the fragment, you always play tricks on me, I don't know when you are telling the truth...... Is...... It's so bad......

Xiaoyu also hugged Xiaoya tightly. Let her be angry for a while, and when she heard her cry gradually calm down, she laughed again: "Oh, tell me, who are you imitating now?" Why is it so heavy?

Her voice just fell. I felt that the body of the person in my arms was stagnant.

Immediately after, Xiaoya broke free from her arms. There were tears in the corners of his eyes, but he pretended to be displeased and glared at her, endured it, but only held back a rather childish sentence: I'm too lazy to tell you.

Xiaoyu was about to joke with her a few times, and suddenly found that Ruan Luo had quietly left without knowing when, she immediately stared and put away her heart of playing.

Xiaoya also discovered this, pulled her sleeves to wipe the tears on her face, straightened her mind, and then said seriously: Ruan Gongzi is a careful person, our Ye Mansion has him to preside over major affairs for the time being, there should be no big problems, but he is not familiar with this place, Sister Yu had better follow him more and be her helper.

Xiaoyu hesitated: What about you?

I'll be your helper. Xiaoya thought for a while, and continued with a serious expression: Ruan Gongzi just said that I have the talent of a lawyer, but in fact, that is to relieve my heart, I will only copy other people's words, but the imitation can still be a little similar, so I will do all the affairs of the Ye Mansion, I will do what I have to do, if Sister Yu can't find a servant for a while, just call me at any time.

Xiaoya's words aroused a thousand waves in Xiaoyu's heart, and she couldn't help but lose her voice and said: This is for you...... I've wronged you so much.

No. Xiaoya shook her head and said with a smile: I just hope that Ye Fu can recover to its previous state soon, if I can do something about it, what kind of grievance is it?

Her eyes suddenly darkened: I don't like the current atmosphere in the house, if I can go back to the past, even if you and Miss will play tricks on me even more than before, I don't care.

No, it won't. Xiaoyu held Xiaoya's hand, her voice was slightly deep, and she seemed to be about to cry, today's matter, in the future at the right time, I will seriously tell Miss to listen, and I will seriously worship you as sisters in the future, you will not be so lonely, we will work together, and Yefu will slowly get better!

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The rain in the inner city was much lighter, and only those who were on the seashore could feel it, as if because of the wind, the thick clouds were splitting, and the sun was gradually appearing.

After leaving the tea shop, the four killers walked together to the side of a reef, not to solve any personal problems, but after a slight pause, one of them flashed over.

Of course, they didn't want to jump into the sea, but they touched each other on the jagged and strange sea rocks, and the four of them finally landed on a boat docked in a blind spot behind the reef, and the rain that was blown by the wind on the rocks did not make their steps slip in the slightest.

The cats were in the canopy made of straw mats, and their bodies were only wet with the rain. As soon as they were seated, the bow of the boat covered his face with a hat, and the boatman, who seemed to be daydreaming in the rain, stood up at once.

The boatman shook off the coat he was draping over his shoulders and shook off a splash, but in the crackling sound of the splash on the board, there was a faint crackling sound of his shoulder and elbow bones moving.

Then he lifted the wide-brimmed hat above his head and bent down to grasp the bamboo pole leaning against the side of the boat. When they were all lifted, the bamboo pole was almost two feet long, and he poked it under the sea, and the hull of the ship began to move slowly.

It is actually very dangerous for a small boat like this to sail in a sea climate where strong winds and heavy rains are very prone to waves. Even if you don't explore the underwater environment in the depths of the ocean, even if you spread out such a long coastline, no one can necessarily understand the underwater situation in every part of it.

But when the four killers got into the boat, they all had a calm look on their faces, and they didn't worry about this problem in the slightest. That's how they came to be. I also believe that the boatman at the bow of the boat, who made the bamboo pole two feet long, will take them back to the sect as smoothly as when he came.

It was only because of the stability of the boatman's lower plate and the heavy strength of his arms that he could make the two-zhang bamboo pole as flexible as the two-foot short sword--he was the sword-folding uncle of the three young men.

But. Although he has the honorific title of uncle, he is not as prestigious as Uncle Fu Jian, just because of his name of folding the sword.

In their sect, if there is anyone who is tired of killing people after he has attained the arts. You can pass the guò rigorous assessment and get the name of the broken sword. The one who breaks the sword will kill by himself, such a person is already worthless to the sect, and in the end he is abandoned by the sect.

Lacking the protection of the sect, the killers who are involved in murders. In the rivers and lakes, they will encounter murderous opportunities that want to squeeze them out.

However, this sword-folding uncle happens to be the exception in the sect that allows the storage of zài, and there is only this one place, which indirectly makes his martial arts. In a certain way, it may be higher than that Uncle Fu Jian who has a lot of authority.

It's just that the sword in the hand of Uncle Sword Breaker has been replaced with a bamboo pole, or he will still hold sticks, stones and the like in his hand when he carries out auxiliary tasks in the future. But according to the rules of the sect, since he took the name of folding the sword. No more iron objects can be touched in their hands.

Therefore, he gradually became the most dishonorable person in the sect, but he was more popular with the younger undebuted disciples. Except for the murder of people, Uncle Sword's martial arts are no worse than those of Uncle Sword, who is responsible for teaching and learning in the sect, and Uncle Sword-Folding is recognized as a good talker.

However, for Uncle Fu Jian, who was bent on cultivating a successful killer from the three disciples under his name, the broken sword was vaguely his enemy, and he didn't want his disciple to get too close to this man who had no murderous aura on his body.

Therefore, although some of the three teenagers wanted to say hello to Uncle Folding Sword, after glancing at Master Fu Jian who was sitting at the same table, that kind of look suddenly made them all look at it slightly.

However, although they were silent, the folding sword on the bow of the boat took the initiative to speak, and said in a casual tone: How? Have fun today? Have you seen anything interesting that would make me happy to say it?

I was about to tell you. Although Fu Jian, who was sitting solemnly and upright in the boat, answered the words, but in his tone, he couldn't hear a trace of a relaxed joke, after you sent us here early in the morning, you didn't berth too far, why did it take so long for you to reply after I gave you the signal to pick us up?

Folding Sword smiled faintly and replied: The weather has changed, it will have an impact.

Isn't it because you're snooze on the bow of the boat? Fu Jian immediately asked again, this time he not only spoke in a cold and hard tone, but also coerced a little bit of questioning.

Well, I can't hide it from you, it's me who overslept, and I apologize to you. After finishing this series of words at a somewhat fast pace, he didn't wait for Fu Jian to buy his account, and suddenly changed the topic again, but the speed of speech slowed down: Huh? You don't seem to have brought any umbrellas with you?

A teenager couldn't help but want to explain, but was pressed down by a gesture of Fu Jian's palm, and then he explained in person: The umbrella was deliberately left by me, and it was left for a few interesting people I met on the shore.

The folding sword that pushed the boat with the pestle rod in the bow sighed when he heard this, not because he regretted that he didn't catch the handle of the sword that Fu Jian made a mistake, but as if he was sighing in advance for a few people who were about to die: Phew...... The people who make you feel interesting will soon become four, because you're only interested in what to kill and how to kill them.

Thank you for the review, it's fair and I like it. Fu Jian spoke in a cold tone, and soon the conversation changed sharply: But I'm only good at attacking, and I won't sit still, so I'm not as good as you!

The three teenagers present knew what their master was satirizing about Folding the Sword, and they must have understood it in their hearts.

The rules of the sect have long been familiar to them. Uncle Folding Sword is still a young man with full body, and when he gets older, he will always be replaced by a successor who is striving for this idle name. and was stabbed to death by people in his own sect. It is the most despicable way to die in the sect.

Uncle Ke Folding Sword seems to be living in a drowsy every day at present, and if he continues like this, when he reaches a certain age, his martial arts will degenerate very quickly.

However, at this time, the folding sword seemed to have missed the words that Fu Jian said, and his perspective only stayed on the insincere gratitude in front of him, and said with a smile: You have a strong self-confidence in the great cause of assassination, and I am not the only one in the faction who thinks so, I am afraid that I will not have a chance to catch up with you, but I suddenly want to know, how are you going to use your umbrella to kill?

Exempt. Uncle Fu Jian smiled indifferently. A man who can only eat cooked meat can see how a butcher can slaughter a live pig and serve it to his table. That's probably going to be an unappetizing.

Folding Jian was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then he laughed twice with unknown sadness and joy, and his tone became calm: Fu Jian, people are not animals, and the faction only receives the 'red list'. will send people to act. The murder sect also has to abide by the rules of a certain range.

I know, thank you for your advice. Fu Jian's voice sank, and he didn't intend to continue the conversation with Broken Sword, the murderous aura he kept in his chest did not allow anyone to try to defuse it for any reason.

Folding Sword didn't say anything more, and seemed to finally get serious about the work of holding the boat in his hands.

The ship suddenly became extremely quiet. There are many people who are clearly present. In the cabin, where no one spoke, this quiet atmosphere could not be called absolute, but it penetrated into the souls of several people present.

Several teenagers knew the style of their master Fu Jian. But when they thought of what the master was going to deal with this time, it seemed that it was those girls, and they couldn't help but have doubts and hesitations in their hearts.

None of them have really killed a human life, even if they have the killing intent cultivated by the sect environment, but that killing intent is almost a tiger on paper. It will take a day to warm the blood of others. can be pushed to the extreme.

At this time, they still have some worldly concepts of right and wrong in their hearts, after all, they have to obey the management of the sect, and they still need to learn some conventional etiquette rules.

With this concept in their hearts, they thought back to the girls they had just met, and they only felt that at their age, it seemed that they would not do anything evil that would make others want to spend money and kill them, and the sect would receive a red list that recorded their information?

And their physical appearance is not so attractive...... How could Uncle Fu Jian move his killing intent on them?

After pondering for a moment, several teenagers exchanged glances, and finally Xiao Sun, a young man who had always taken the lead in speaking, spoke, and asked Fu Jian calmly: Uncle Fu Jian...... Is it because they see who we are?

This question was also asked by Xiao Sun when he was on the observation deck before, but he was the only one who thought so at that time, and at this time, he asked this sentence again, but he had already been recognized and supported by the other two teenagers.

Although there are doubts...... Fu Jian was finally willing to answer the question, but not so much that he had to deal with them.

Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu were secretly relieved.

After Xiao Ling was silent for a moment, he suddenly said: "Uncle Fu Jian, I see that the one in green clothes looks a little like the emperor.

When a few people arrived at their own boat, there would be no idle eyes except for the ocean, and Xiao Ling said the question that he had been puzzled for a while in his heart.

- This guy still hasn't said anything!

- It turns out that the one who really has killing intent for those girls is Xiao Ling!

Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu on the side secretly gasped again.

Uncle Fu Jian's eyes showed a novel expression, this kind of attitude was usually reflected on his face. He also recalled his impression of that little Tsing Yi, and asked casually: You mean hair?

Xiao Ling nodded, but he also had to add his opinion: Although when the emperor arrived at the drum platform before, because of a short distance, I couldn't completely see his face, but just one glance, I found that the contours of the face of the person in green clothes, eye sockets, eyebrow bones, and nose bones were all slightly the same as the emperor. It's just that I can't look at it more carefully, and this feeling when I look at the second glance is not as obvious as the first one.

When Xiao Ling thought back to what he had just seen, and while carefully finishing this description, several people present pondered, but soon heard that the young Xiao Sun was the first to speak, and said with a smile: Xiao Ling, you won't look away, right?

At this time, Xiao Wu, a young man with eyes like ice crystals, also smiled and quipped: You just looked at that little Tsing Yi, almost staring at it, isn't it interesting to others? Now these words are actually just to cover up?

What do you want to say? Xiao Ling's eyes were indifferent, and he swept towards Xiao Wu, I don't have that kind of fetish.

When Xiao Wu heard this, he shook his head helplessly and did not speak again. Xiao Sun on the side smiled and said: Xiao Ling, you can't see it, right? That little Tsing Yi is just a tomboy.

Xiao Ling couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Fu Jian slapped the table, and the three teenagers immediately looked solemn, and listened to him say: This is called 'first impression', you all have to learn something. When you want to observe a person's face, sometimes you can only see the essence of things at a glance when your mind is blank, and when you look at it a second time, you can see the shadow at the first glance as a basis, and this perception is not obvious.

The three teenagers in the audience fell into silent thought again.

Fu Jian looked at Xiao Ling and said, "Remember what you saw today, maybe you can really use it in the future."

The things that can make Uncle Fu Jian feel useful are mostly related to killing, watching Xiao Ling nod and carefully write down Uncle Fu Jian's words, Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu's hands on their laps under the table couldn't help but tremble.

Fu Jian didn't see this scene, if he wanted to see it, he would definitely not miss it, just because after he finished saying that sentence just now, the person had already gotten up and walked out of the canopy.

Standing at the bow of the boat, he looked silently for a long time in the direction where the tea shed was located, and said secretly in his heart: I don't know if they will accept the gift I left behind?

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