In the inner house of the Shuai Mansion, a middle-aged beautiful woman was plucking the strings, and her slender hands were in turmoil, like a copper hammer, breaking her heart, and then tightly pumping it together with a gold wire mesh. Suddenly fast, suddenly slow; Suddenly strong, suddenly weak, the music is clear, and the broken gold and silk are spreading wantonly in the house.

Li Qianli stood behind her, immersed in it, as if entering another Qingming world, and his sweaty face gradually released brilliance.

He followed the direction in which the sound of the piano flowed, and heard the tragic and magnificent, extraordinary, simple and melodious, as if he saw the hoarse shouts of thousands of troops and horses and the earth-shattering fierce battle of swords and swords. The remnant sword dances alone, fighting for his life, different successes and failures, but the same bravery.

Thinking of the current situation, Li Qianli only felt that his heart was full of eternal depression. The pipa was magnificent, only stirring in this hut, and when it went out of the window, it was drowned in the compromise.

The song is over, and the lingering sound of the room is still lingering above the heads of the two sculpture-like people.

The woman's name was Murong Zhen, and after the Northern Yan royal family, she was married by Li Qianli when he was exiled to Lingnan. She was about thirty-six or seventeen years old, with a pointed face, slender eyebrows, and a very beautiful appearance. Wearing a light green silk shirt, dignified and noble, quiet and elegant.

Murong Zhen turned around and stared at Li Qianli.

Since her husband took over the order to serve as the Lingnan envoy, Murong Zhen has not slept well. Although Li Qianli was born in the royal family, he still has a shallow understanding of the dangers of the court, and what seems to be a simple counterinsurgency is actually a wrestling between many forces, and one will become a victim if he is not careful.

Sure enough, after arriving in Panzhou, the counterinsurgency did not go smoothly, which made Murong Zhen even more worried.

After a long time, she asked with concern: "Husband, haven't you discussed the result yet?" ”

Li Qianli smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Wan Guojun will only engage in conspiracy and trickery, what can be the result of discussing with him?" ”

Murong Zhen made a silent gesture and whispered: "How many times have I persuaded you, there are some things that cannot be said nonsense, be careful that the wall has ears, and disaster will come out of your mouth!" ”

Li Qianli sneered: "Madame said yes! ”

The two were silent.

Li Qianli seemed to remember something, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Madam, guess who I saw just now?" ”

"Who?"

"The grandson of the teacher, his name is Lu Xiaoxian!"

"Teacher?" Murong Zhen's eyes flashed, "But the Lu Shangshu you often mentioned?" ”

"Exactly!"

"You've been in the Shuai Mansion and haven't even gone out, how can you see this Lu Xiaoxian?" Murong Zhen felt very strange.

"Oh!" Li Qianli explained, "It was he who came to see me with a prayer sticker!" ”

"Visiting you?" Murong Zhen felt that this matter was a little strange, and asked, "Tell me, what is going on?" ”

After listening to Li Qianli's words, Murong Zhen began to ponder.

Li Qianli knows that his wife is sensitive by nature, and she sees people very accurately, and she has never looked at them. Even people who have never met each other can see a person clearly in a short period of time from the words and deeds described by others.

Seeing Murong Zhen like this, he didn't dare to disturb, just looked at her quietly.

After a long while, Murong Zhen said to Li Qianli: "Husband, since he lives in the Shuai Mansion, I will wait for the opportunity to meet him, and then make a conclusion!" ”

It is indeed rare for Murong Zhen to be so cautious about a person, Li Qianli asked with some concern: "Madame suspects that there is something wrong with him?" ”

"It's hard to say this, I can only talk about it after I see him!"

"Is this necessary?" Li Qianli muttered quietly.

"Husband, in this situation, there is no big mistake in being careful!" Murong Zhen comforted, "Don't worry, I know how to be measured, and I won't embarrass him!" ”

"Alright then!"

……

Coming out of the Marshal's Mansion, Lu Xiaoxian came to the Panzhou Post House. Wan Guojun used to live here, and now Feng Junheng lives here, and they are equivalent to changing their residence.

Lu Xiaoxian came to Feng Man's room, Feng Man looked at him and couldn't help frowning: "Your injury is not healed yet, just run around!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian smiled and said, "With you caring about me like this, I'd rather get hurt every day!" ”

"Phew! Don't say such unpleasant things! Feng Man said angrily.

Lu Xiaoxian's performance that day completely conquered Feng Man, she would mention this matter as soon as she saw Lu Xiaoxian, and when she talked about the rise, her saliva splashed and accidentally splashed on Lu Xiaoxian's face.

Lu Xiaoxian instinctively wiped it away with his hand.

Feng Man felt a little uncomfortable, but deliberately pretended to be very angry: "What are you doing?" Disgusted with me? ”

Lu Xiaoxian reacted quickly, and he smiled all over his face: "No, I'll wipe it evenly!" ”

A woman's moans and nagging can make a man powerless.

……

When he returned to the Shuai Mansion, it was already afternoon, and Lu Xiaoxian inquired about Wei Xuzhong's residence and looked for it.

When I arrived outside Wei Xuzhong's door, I saw a servant girl standing there, looking helpless.

A girl's exclamation came from inside the room: "You...... My lord, no, no! The voice was crisp and pleasant, but there was a clear sense of panic.

…… Oh? …… What's the situation?

Lu Xiaoxian's heart moved: Could it be that Wei Xuzhong is doing something good?

Should we wait until the critical moment when Wei Xuzhong is about to succeed, the beauty is disheveled, and her breasts are half exposed, so that he can show up in time to save the beauty heroically?

Lu Xiaoxian was just thinking about it, how could he ruin Wei Xuzhong's good deeds? This matter has nothing to do with him, it's a big deal to wait for Wei Xuzhong to finish his work and come to him again.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, turned around and left.

"Childe!" The maidservant at the door suddenly whispered.

"Huh?" Lu Xiaoxian looked at her strangely, "Are you calling me?" “

"Childe, please, save her!" The handmaiden's tone was stiff and helpless.

"Why should I save him?" Lu Xiaoxian asked rhetorically.

The maid was speechless, and her gaze darkened.

Like the woman who was humiliated inside, she was bought by her master, had no personal freedom, and her status was extremely low. On weekdays, they have to do dirty work and serve their masters. And when a guest visits, they are a means of entertainment, used to entertain the guest, and even send the host off when he is happy.

The maid whispered and said to Lu Xiaoxian, "I'm sorry! ”

At this moment, Lu Xiaoxian found that the eyebrows and eyes of this maid were somewhat similar to the green kite. Without hesitation, he took the step and pushed the door straight into the room.

The clothes of a maid in the room had been torn apart, revealing a large area of snow white on her chest, and she covered her chest with her hands, curled up in front of Wei Xuzhong in shock.

"Brother Wei, you are so interested!" Lu Xiaoxian smiled and quipped, "I was originally here to invite you for a drink, you are busy first, and I will come back another day!" ”

Wei Xuzhong saw that it was Lu Xiaoxian, so he pushed the maidservant aside and complained: "How can I be interested, isn't this idle panic!" What's not another day, you're just in time, let's drink! ”

Lu Xiaoxian followed Wei Xuzhong out, and the maid was still standing at the door. Lu Xiaoxian glanced at her meaningfully, and the maidservant lowered her head.

It wasn't until the backs of Lu Xiaoxian and Wei Xuzhong disappeared that the maid hurriedly entered the house.

The woman who had been insulted had already put on her clothes, and when she heard someone coming in, she panicked again, and when she saw that it was a servant, she couldn't help but sob.

The maidservant stroked her shoulder: "Get the moon, it's okay, it's all over, don't cry!" ”

Lang Yue cried even more: "Yin Feng, why do you say our lives are so bitter?" ”

Lang Yue and Yin Feng are Murong Zhen's personal maids, and they have been in the house for five years, and under Murong Zhen's training, they are quite loved by her.

As soon as the two of them went out, they saw Murong Zhen standing at the door.

They were horrified in their hearts, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, not even daring to come out.

"What the hell is going on?" Murong Zhen asked.

The two of them are expecting Ai Ai, and they don't know how to answer.

"Tell the truth!" Although Murong Zhen's voice was not loud, he couldn't help but tremble in their ears.

Langyue and Yinfeng didn't dare to hide it, and told the cause and effect of the matter one by one.

Murong Zhen listened to it and didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something.

Langyue and Yinfeng didn't know what Madame was thinking, so they didn't dare to move when they knelt in place.

"Alright, get up!" I don't know how long it took for Murong Zhen to finally speak.

……