Most of the slaves and maids are lowly people, entrusting their fate to the ghosts and gods, plus they have just seen such a strange scene, each of them is shaking like sifting chaff, where dare to refute the words of Mu Wenran, who seems to know a lot about these strange techniques, and nodded like pounding garlic. "Don't worry, we'll never say it!"

Mu Wenran nodded with satisfaction, a forbearant smile appeared on her calm pretty face, she lowered her hand to her side after doing this, and obediently returned to Jing Anyao's side, fulfilling her duty as a maid.

Inspector Sima attached great importance to this matter, and repeatedly surrendered to Jing Anyao and planned to keep the meal, but Jing Anyao shook his head modestly. "Today is the old lady's death day, it is not in accordance with the rules for us to stay here to eat, it is better to have another day, I will personally invite Lord Sima to my house to talk."

The deep eyes of the patrol Sima looked at Jing Anyao for a long time with a little thought, although this person is rumored to be the son of a down-and-out family, but judging from this literacy, he is definitely not a person who does not learn and has no skills! In the future, I will have to communicate with him more privately and communicate with each other!

Moreover, Jing Anyao can be regarded as a great help to him today, and what he said at this time is also reasonable, and he has no reason to refuse. "In that case, then I will personally send you out of the house."

Jing Anyao couldn't refuse Sima's kindness, so he couldn't refuse, so he could only let him be sent outside the door, and hired a sedan chair to carry him away.

Mu Wenran got into the carriage, sat opposite Jing Anyao in a proper manner, and waited for the sedan chair to go for a long time, then he carefully opened the door curtain and knocked, and Sima was gone, so he breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in place, and stared at Jing Anyao with great dissatisfaction.

But for a long time, Jing Anyao seemed to have not seen her eyes, which caused her to be really unable to hold back, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth word by word. "Why do you say today that I am your maid! Actually, this reason is not bad, I don't know if you dislike the force I gave you the needle these days is too clear, and I want to deepen it a little more, so maybe it will be better faster? ”

Jing Anyao held back for a long time, and finally broke the work at this time, he looked at the little woman in front of him who was dancing with teeth and claws, and he couldn't help laughing, like looking at a child, he stretched out his slender hand lovingly and touched the top of her head.

"It's the safest thing to say, the inspector Sima has already lived in the county, and he will not leave for a year and a half, and he will not look up and see him in the future, if he says that you are my maid, in the future I say that you have redeemed yourself and returned to your hometown, but it also makes sense, if you are placed with another identity, one day he will see through it." Mu Wenran tilted his head and thought about it with some confusion.

Well, he has a point.

"And tonight, when will you leave?"

"Don't panic, it's not dark yet, don't forget that this palanquin man was hired by Lord Sima, don't go wrong."

Jing Anyao whispered to Mu Wenran's ear to mention it, the slight heating was on the back of Mu Wenran's ear, itchy and crispy, which caused her to be distracted, and after listening perfunctorily, she sat back in her place, covering her ears with both hands, and her little face was as red as a peach, which had a different flavor.

When he arrived at Jing Anyao's mansion, Mu Wenran watched Mu Ziyan and Jing Anyao play a few games of chess, and shouted for her to take the next game, but Jing Anyao took the chessboard unhurriedly and asked her to fight again another day, it was time to leave.

This is simply hanging her appetite!

With a muttering in his heart, Mu Wenran packed up the package under the supervision of Jing Anyao, and rushed to Yu's house with Mu Ziyan and Jing Anyao.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, this is really true, along the way, Mu Ziyan's little hands tightly grasped the corners of Mu Wenran's clothes and pretended to be calm.

It wasn't until she had walked most of the distance that Mu Ziyan let go of her hand, walked in front of her sister very protectively, and looked into Yu Jiaodie's mansion with a probe.

At this time, Yu Jiaodie's family had gone back to their respective rooms to rest, and the three of them stood at the door for a long time without hearing any sound from inside.

Jing Anyao pondered for a moment, gently stretched out his hand, and flicked it lightly on the door lock, and a very powerful and steady force gently opened the door lock, Mu Wenran hesitated for a moment, but suddenly realized, looked Jing Anyao up and down with very strange eyes, and joked softly.

"I also said, I don't see you doing business on weekdays, and I don't know how you keep such a big house, it turns out that you have this craft on you! No wonder! After speaking, he shook his head extremely regretfully, and his bright eyes were particularly vivid in the moonlight.

Jing Anyao raised his eyebrows and looked at her for a long time. "It is true that I am a thief, and a robber of the rich and the poor, and besides, there is nothing to steal from this place, if it is a beauty...... I'm still a little interested. ”

"Ahem, let's hurry up, don't wake up people and it's not easy to do things." Mu Wenran's brain was stunned, and her face suddenly flashed suspicious dividends, she hurriedly interrupted Jing Anyao's indecent words, glanced at Mu Ziyan, who was wondering what these words meant, took his hand and walked towards the room.

At this time, Mu Xing'er was resting on the bed, she was really a little sleepy today, Yu Jiaodie came back with the silver and told her that the coffin had been delivered, so that the official also owed them a lot of favors, if he knew the mistake she made, he would definitely deal with it lightly.

Maybe that's it, right? Besides, although she intended to design Mu Wenran at that time, if she had reacted faster, she would not have fallen off the cliff and died, all of which was actually fate.

Thinking about it, a wave of sleepiness hit, Mu Xing'er yawned, rolled over, closed her eyes and planned to sleep.

But she was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, but suddenly she felt a cold on her face, as if a cool breeze was blowing, and suddenly half of her sleepiness disappeared, and she sat up impatiently, and put on her hair and a dress, and came to the bed by the dresser, thinking that perhaps the window had forgotten to close.

But when she walked to the dresser, and saw the tightly closed window, she suddenly fell asleep, and a chill gradually rose from the soles of her feet to her chest, and from her chest to the top of her head.

How can it be? If the window is closed, where does the wind come from?

"Who! Who's in my house! Her hands trembled, and she carefully moved step by step through the darkness, following the route she remembered, stumbling to the dresser.

This short distance has already made her back break out in a cold sweat, and if she hadn't held it strongly, her legs and feet would have been unstable.

Mu Xing'er's calf suddenly ached, it was about too long to hold this position, plus she was scared and cramped, she could only grit her teeth and endure the pain, leaning against the dresser to maintain a half-squatting posture and continue to be vigilant around a lot.