Chapter 10: The Flower Thief
Looking at the exhibition book with a confused face, Duan Rinfei only felt that he had said it in vain, stood up and left.
"Young Master, where are you going?" Unable to help but say, Dongzhan stood up and kept up with the young master's pace.
Duan Rinfei glanced back, "Do you want to follow?" β
Zhanshu straightened up, looked directly at the young master, and brought out the master's words again, "The master said, I must follow the young master every step of the way and protect the young master." β
"It turns out that Zhanshu listened to my father's words so much, and I don't know who accompanied Yan Mu to the yamen today and left his young master alone." Duan Rinfei paced back and forth in front of the exhibition, touching his smooth chin, pretending to be deep in thought.
"Young Master......" Zhanshu only felt dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't say that he was suffering, and he didn't do this to create an opportunity for the young master and Miss Qian to get along.
"I don't know who the real young master is me or Yan Mu." Duan Rinfei deliberately stretched out the word young master, so that Zhanshu wanted to smoke him, and the young master really hated it more and more.
"Follow me, remember, don't follow me." Duan Rinfei said it twice, his eyes kept on Zhan Shu, if he dared to follow, he would definitely beat him up.
Walking to the door, due to paying too much attention to the exhibition, Duan Rinfei was directly tripped over the threshold and almost fell, and his majestic image was ruined.
"Young master, you'd better be careful." Zhanshu held back and didn't let himself laugh.
"Don't follow me." Duan Rinfei stabilized his figure, said it again, and flew away using light power.
"Well, I don't have to follow me to know where you're going." Zhanshu stood at the door, holding the door with his left hand and looking at the young master who had disappeared from the school ground, he couldn't help but shake his head, the young master was too naΓ―ve.
In the Liaoxing Pavilion of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yan Mu, who had been busy all day, soaked in the bath bucket, closed his eyes slightly, leaned on the bath bucket, and only felt that the whole person was relaxed.
The door was quietly opened and closed quietly, and Yan Mu, who was relaxed all over, didn't realize it at all.
"Wow~" A bucket of hot water was poured into the bath bucket, Yan Mu's eyes opened slightly, "How can Yingge come in without a sound, ah!" Not. β
Yan Mu was covered in fright, and a pair of beautiful eyes blinked.
Sure that he wouldn't call again, Dong Zhan let go of his hand with confidence.
"Turn around!" Yan Mu ordered solemnly, and with the outstretched arm, some droplets of water were also splashed on Dongzhan's clothes one after another.
Dongzhan didn't expect Yan Mu to bathe at this moment, his new clothes! He flapped the water droplets on his clothes as he turned away.
After half a pillar of incense, Yan Mu walked out of the bathtub leisurely, took his clothes and changed them simply.
"It's time to turn around." Yan Mu grabbed Zhanshu's collar and pulled it away without saying anything.
"You let go, let go." Zhanshu was pulled by Yan Mu and walked backwards, and almost fell down several times.
Yan Mu dragged the exhibition book to the courtyard before letting go of his hand, "Say it!" How can you pay for my innocence?
"What's the compensation, you're not a yellow flower girl, and besides, isn't it Yingge who waits for you to bathe every time?" Dong Zhan folded his hands and ignored Yan Mu's rogue behavior at all.
"Yo! The first time I saw a peek, no, it should be above board, and it was so reasonable. Forget it, I want you to help me carry the prisoner back to the yamen today, so it's inconvenient not to worry about you, so tell me what is the matter? Yan Mu posed as an adult with a lot of poses, and I don't know what kind of strong wind it was tonight that blew the exhibition book open, which is also unusual.
"Is my young master no longer in the house?" The exhibition book is straight to the point.
Yan Mu wondered, "Your young master is not in the General's Mansion, how can he be in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" "If Rin Fei was really in the Prime Minister's Mansion and heard his shouts, he would have come over a long time ago.
Yan Mu's words made Zhanshu fall into deep thought, he thought that the young master would come to ask Yan Mu for advice? It seems that he overestimated his understanding of the young master.
"Gone." Zhanshu spread his arms and flew away with light power.
"That's it, just leaving?" Yan Mu shouted at the back of the exhibition book.
Among the many martial arts, what Yan Mu wants to learn most is light skills, and after learning light skills for more than ten years, he has not improved at all. Now that he saw Zhanshu using light skills, Yan Mu had itchy skin again.
Stretching out his arm, he looked at the wall ten feet away from him, and lightly touched the ground with his right foot, Yan Mu actually flew up, but he didn't have time to be happy, "Bang." There was a thud, and he slammed to the ground again. But fortunately, he didn't fly high and was not injured.
Zhanshu left the Prime Minister's Mansion, since the young master is no longer in the Prime Minister's Mansion, then he is in the Qian Mansion.
Qian Qian Qian stepped back, looked at himself in the mirror, and combed his hair one by one.
For some reason, looking at herself in the mirror, Qian Qian always felt that something was wrong, and after combing for a long time, she finally found that in the dark corner of the room, there was a pair of eyes staring at her.
Qian Qian did not mess around, pretended not to find anything, put down the comb and secretly hid a wooden hairpin in his sleeve.
She walked to the side of the bed casually, took off the embroidered shoes on her feet, and constantly regretted in her heart, she shouldn't have let Da and Xiao Wu leave.
Qian Qian was lying on the bed, facing the bed, guessing in her heart that the person in the corner might be the flower thief Doosd who had ruined the innocence of many women recently, and she didn't know that Dosted was the one who was thrown to the ground and fainted by her in the morning.
Sure enough, Qian Qian heard a slight footstep approaching him. The hosta in her hand was held tighter, and she kept thinking in her heart that as long as he dared to get close to her, she would slaughter him. It's better that he can't even be a man, and he won't ruin a woman's innocence again.
Although she thinks so in her heart, she is not sure about the money at all, and the government has not caught anyone so far, maybe Du Side is still a martial arts master, and the possibility of her winning is too small.