Ke Wang's Mansion

"Steward Cao, where is Huan'er? Go and call her, I'll wait for her in the study."

On this day, King Ke had just returned from the court, and he seemed to be happy about something, and he was smiling all the way. When he entered the mansion, he was kind to everyone, and everyone in the mansion felt that King Ke seemed to be a different person. excitedly summoned Cao Yi, the housekeeper of the inner house, and asked Steward Cao to call Feng Zihuan.

"Lord Wang, the little county lord went out early in the morning and hasn't returned home yet."

Feng Zihuan has locked himself in his room for a day and a night since he was sent back to the house by Feng Wanwan that day. Beginning the next day, he left the house before dawn every day, and returned late at night, without any guards, and left in a hurry, and returned to the house in a hurry. Now even if King Ke asked Steward Cao to find Feng Zihuan in person, Steward Cao couldn't find anyone, so he could only reply truthfully.

"Went out early in the morning? Where did it go? Send someone to look for it, and if she finds it, let her come to my study to see me. ”

King Ke didn't expect that Feng Zihuan was not in the mansion, logically speaking, generally Feng Zihuan went out of the palace to find the ninth princess, but when he left the palace today, he didn't hear the palace guards say that Feng Zihuan had entered the palace. The child is old and no longer at home, King Ke thinks about what the old general Dugu said today, and feels that it makes sense.

"This, lord, there is a sentence that the old slave doesn't know whether to say or not."

Steward Cao saw that the little county lord came and went in a hurry every day, and he was also worried, and he also sent someone to follow, but the news reported was that he actually went to the place of the three sects and nine streams on the Red Street. The prince is busy with affairs, and he has wanted to meet the prince many times to talk about this, but there is always no suitable opportunity.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Lao Cao, you are also an old man in the house, it can be said that Huan'er grew up with you, what else can't be said. ”

"Lord Wang, the little county lord has been going out early in the morning for several weeks and returning home late at night. The old slave sent someone to follow, and found that the little county lord had gone... Went to Red Street."

Privately sending someone to follow the master is a taboo for the master and servant. However, the little county lord was delivered by Steward Cao, and Steward Cao has always treated the little county lord as his own child. How could the children who were originally well-read and courteous be contaminated with the vices of those prodigal women, Steward Cao was also very puzzled.

"What? Red Street? How could Huan'er go there? Go, send someone to bring me back. Also, let Master Liu check which fox Huan'er has been obsessed with these days. ”

Hearing Steward Cao say that Feng Zihuan went to Red Street, King Ke didn't know whether he should be anxious or angry. This child has always been carried by the side concubine, he has never let himself worry about it since he was a child, and he has always been a person who abides by his duty, how could he start looking for flowers and asking willows, and he stayed all day. Or find out which fox charmer confused Huan'er.

"Yes, the old slave will send someone to find the little county lord and come back."

Steward Cao hurriedly retreated and summoned his henchmen to go to Red Street to find someone. After thinking about it again, it was not easy to make a big deal about this matter, so it was better to go by yourself, so I hurriedly asked someone to set a carriage and leave the house.

In the Mowei Pavilion, Feng Zihuan comes every day, regardless of wind or rain, he appears outside the door of Forget Worries with breakfast from Piaoxianglou every morning. Forget the worries and politely refuse Feng Zihuan, and also ordered the thugs guarding the stairs not to let people come up, but they couldn't stop Feng Zihuan from reporting at the door of the house every day. For three meals a day, Feng Zihuan followed the food supplement recipe he inquired from Feng Wanwan, and spent a lot of money to ask the chef of Piaoxianglou to do it, and he went to get it himself. The medicine that forgets worries and calms the nerves, Feng Zihuan does not fake other people's hands, and he keeps it in the small kitchen by himself. The dignified daughter of the county lord started the work of a servant. In the first few days, there were burns on his hands, and some burned the medicine stove, Feng Zihuan didn't care, he bandaged the burns at will, and when he burned them, he went to buy a pair of stoves to cook again. No matter how big or small, do it yourself.

"Childe, this little county lord is so good to you, my old bones are going to be idle, heh." Uncle Qi stood beside Forget Worry and looked at Feng Zihuan from the window.

"After all, she is the lord of the county, the daughter of King Ke. Uncle Qi, what should I do with her?"

On that day, the Oiran Contest was frightened and unconscious, and when he woke up, he forgot his worries and wanted to thank him for saving his life, and asked Uncle Qi who saved him. Uncle Qi also informed that it was the county lord of King Ke's Mansion who brought him back, and it was Changle, the ninth princess of the dynasty, who gave the needle. Forget worry and Ke Wangfu have a blood debt, and after learning the identity, Feng Zihuan was turned away for a while. However, Feng Zihuan was not in a hurry or annoyed, and she didn't want to see herself, so she handed over the food to Uncle Qi, and then stood outside the door for a day, and when she found an opportunity, she asked Uncle Qi about her physical condition.

"Childe, this old slave is not good to say. However, the old slave still said the same thing, if you want to take revenge, it may be easier to use her to get closer to King Ke. ”

Uncle Qi also knew what his son-in-law was bothering about, but his son-in-law was still too kind-hearted to take advantage of the little county lord. But not only the little county lord is innocent, their Xiao family is even more innocent, and they are even more innocent, but in the end, the Xiao family was buried in the fire. Every time Uncle Qi recalls the scene of that day, his hatred for King Ke's Mansion increases day by day.

"Uncle Qi, I said that this is not fair to her."

Feng Zihuan is good to herself, and she doesn't feel it. The better she treats herself, the less she can connect her with King Ke's Mansion. Before I met Feng Zihuan, I also thought about using myself to seduce the people in King Ke's Mansion and cause civil strife in King Ke's Mansion. Or kidnap and kill the children of King Ke's house, so that King Ke can also taste the bitter fruit of separation from his loved ones. However, since he knew that the woman who had saved him again and again was the little county lord of King Ke's mansion, he couldn't do anything to her.

"Childe, the one who achieves great things, is not informal, and soft-heartedness will only harm himself."

"Okay, Uncle Qi, don't persuade me."

"Childe"

Forget your worries and don't want to listen, you directly pushed Uncle Qi out of the door. Close the door, forget your worries, your heart is very chaotic, why do you want to save me, why are you from King Ke's mansion, why are you so good to me, self-joy, self-joy, what should I do with you.

"Hey, it's a bad fate."

Why did you get entangled with King Ke's mansion, and after hiding for so many years, I just ran into that woman. Uncle Qi sighed lightly, turned around and went downstairs, just at this time, the waiter downstairs came to report, saying that someone in the box downstairs asked Steward Qi to talk about it.

Steward Cao came to the Red Street, inquired all the way, and finally came to this Mo Wei Pavilion, I heard that the little county lord lingered here every day. The single-family building in front of me is indeed incompatible with Red Street, revealing an elegant and chic. Steward Cao instructed the coachman to stay outside the door and not to say too much, otherwise he would cut off her tongue. walked into the Mowei Pavilion alone, and asked the waiter about the person in charge, in order to avoid people's eyes, he specially asked the waiter to arrange a private room and ask the manager Qi to talk about it.

"This guest officer, I am the manager of Mo Yu Ge Qi, what is the so-called matter when I came to Mo Yu Ge? Listen to music or enjoy dance, I'll arrange it. Steward Qi was invited to come to the private room, and it was a middle-aged man in the room.

"Steward Qi, don't bother. The old slave is the housekeeper of King Ke's mansion, and he came to invite the little county lord back to the house on the order of the prince, "Such a place of fireworks, it is not good for a man to stay for a long time, and Steward Cao saw Steward Qi come in, and directly explained the intention.

"It turned out to be the housekeeper of King Ke's Mansion, and the slave family was far away. The little county lord is indeed in the building, so the slave family will invite it, and Steward Cao will sit for a while. ”

Hearing that it was a person from King Ke's mansion, the hatred in Steward Qi's heart was ignited again. Inevitably exposing the son, Steward Qi found a reason and left the private room. Coming out of the private room, Steward Qi leaned against the outer wall and took a deep breath, and suppressed his hatred a little bit, Gongzi is still in the building, if he kills this person now, it will be in vain to hide it for so many years. After calming down, Steward Qi walked all the way to the inner courtyard and found Feng Zihuan who was boiling medicine in the small kitchen.

"The slave family didn't know that the guest official was the lord of the county, offended the county lord, and asked the county lord to surrender. For such a trivial matter, let the slave family come. ”

Because Feng Zihuan never mentioned his identity, Uncle Qi never debunked it. But now, King Ke's Mansion has come to the door, and there is no need to hide. When Uncle Qi saw Feng Zihuan, he snatched the pu fan in Feng Zihuan's hand with one hand and knelt on the ground, with an expression of fear of the county lord's guilt.

"It's Steward Qi, please hurry up, it's the county lord who conceals it first, and those who don't know are not guilty." Feng Zihuan was startled by this sudden kneeling, and hurriedly got up to help Steward Qi.

"County Lord, Steward Cao of your mansion is waiting for the county lord in front, and I also ask the county lord to meet with the slave family."

"Uncle Cao is here, no wonder Steward Qi knows my identity. Wait a minute, I'll tidy it up, and Steward Qi will help me see if my clothes and makeup are stained. ”

"No, no, it's all good, Steward Cao is still waiting, the county lord and the slave family are coming."

Along the way, Steward Qi didn't say much. However, Feng Zihuan also felt that Steward Qi knew the alienation and sincere fear of his identity. Hey, it's still known, but I don't want to use my identity to oppress people, so I haven't told them, but after all, there is still a time to pierce that layer of window paper. When he came to the private room where Steward Cao was, Steward Qi gently pushed open the door, leaned over and saluted to invite Feng Zihuan in, and then closed the door and retreated. Everything is done in courtesy, but in Feng Zihuan's opinion, he still feels that he prefers the Qi steward a few days ago.

"Uncle Cao, how did you find this?"

"Oh, my little lord, how can you come to this land of fireworks? Go back with the old slave, the prince is still waiting for you? ”

"Mother waiting for me? Can I help you? ”

"The county lord will know when he goes back, let's go, the carriage is waiting outside."

Steward Cao took Feng Zihuan all the way out of Mowei Pavilion, and when he went out, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief in his sleeve, as if there were some bacteria in the building. After getting into the carriage, Steward Cao took out a brand-new square towel from the carriage drawer, wet it with a kettle, and carefully wiped Feng Zihuan's hands over and over again.

Ke Wang's Mansion, Study.

"Mother, I heard Uncle Cao say that you are looking for me?" After Feng Zihuan entered the mansion, he went straight to King Ke's study, and before anyone arrived, the sound came first. King Ke was looking at the portrait in his collection, and when he heard Feng Zihuan's voice, he hurriedly put away the scroll.

"I heard, you've been wandering around Flower Street and Willow Lane recently? Well? ”

"Mother, you know everything? That Huan'er won't hide it from her mother. Na Mo Wei Pavilion is not an ordinary place of fireworks, and it is full of noble and clean people. ”

"Even if it's Qingqi, it's a person in the dust, and you're not allowed to go back in the future."

"Mother, it's okay if you don't go, Huan'er likes Mo Youge's forgetfulness, if her mother marries him, Huan'er will never set foot on Red Street again."

"Presumptuous! Do you know what your identity is, marrying a man in the dust, you are going to make the palace a laughing stock. Hugh will not mention this matter again. ”