He seemed to be really interested, his eyes squinted at her, "What a powerful mouth, Young Master Ben is about to be fooled into it by you." ”

"The concubine naturally doesn't dare to ask for your wife, she just wants to stay with you for a long time." She said with a smile, "I promise that you will get what you want, and the entire Protectorate Mansion will never live in peace in the future." ”

"Oh? This is a good deal, and Young Master Ben agreed. There was a coldness in his eyes, "What do you want?" ”

She didn't answer, but slowly walked to the only table in the room, took the pen and ink, and handed it to him, "There is no basis for words, as long as the little young master sets up a note." ”

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When Jiangmo opened his eyes, the snow had stopped last night, and through the green screen, he faintly saw a piece of silver.

The charcoal basin in the house has been extinguished, and Xuan'er was scolded last night, so she didn't even dare to come in the house again.

There was the unfamiliar sound of breathing around her, bursts of hot breath on her thin white neck, and even her hair hanging on her shoulders trembled slightly.

She lost her mind for a moment, as if she had returned to her previous life, when Huan Yi was a withdrawn young man, with a bit of stubbornness and arrogance.

And at this moment, the knocker of the room was gently pulled, and then a man's voice came, "Little boy, the slave is on the order of Lord Yushi to take you back to the house." ”

Huan's worried eyes slowly opened, and there was a trace of irritability in his eyes. Especially when he heard the words "Lord Yushi", a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, which made Jiangmo see clearly.

As soon as he got up, she only felt a gust of cold wind rushing over, and she hurriedly hugged the quilt, covering her mouth and coughing a few times.

Her body was already very delicate, and when she coughed like this, she almost coughed out her lungs. But I don't squint, and I don't even have the slightest bit of pity for the jade.

Just when she was coughing, she saw that he had already packed up, and even the big red cloak was draped over his shoulders, and he only glanced at her coldly.

She wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief under her pillow, and wiped off a large piece of rouge, like red blood. She immediately laughed, "Can the little boy come back?" ”

"I'm tired and tired of it!" He replied to her words rarely, and although his tone was very unkind, it still made her very satisfied.

"It's okay if you don't come." She had a faint smile on her face, "Don't forget what the little boy promised to be a concubine last night." ”

Last night's Huan Yi was indeed drunk, and when she woke up, she had already forgotten about last night's events, and when she saw her mysterious face, she just wanted to ask.

But the little guy outside couldn't bear it anymore, so he only knocked on the door again, and said in a trembling voice, "Little boy, Grandpa Guo is going back to the house soon, you better clean up quickly, the slave said a lot of words, and I heard the person who came back to deliver the letter say that Grandpa Guo has been in a bad mood recently, you ......"

Before he finished chattering, he saw Heng push the door out suddenly, although his hair was not combed, but the clothes on his body were very well-dressed, so he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Jiang Mo saw the figures of the two people leaving through the crack in the door, so he slowly sat up and put the robe on the pillow.

She was looking for the embroidered shoes that she didn't know where she was kicked by Huan, but she felt a cold wind blowing in, accompanied by footsteps, but it was the mother who came in with a smile.