At the beginning of the lanterns, in the middle of the house.

A figure sneaked in, entered the hanging flower door, looked left and right, on both sides is the hand-copying verandah, in the middle is the hall, and there is a red sandalwood shelf marble screen on the ground.

Entering the back house, Baishiyong Road, both sides are pine and cypress. There are lights on the east and west sides of the courtyard, and there are constantly maids coming and going.

Zhao Xian leaned against a tree, his heart fluttering, this place is a standard 'men and dogs are not allowed to enter', if someone finds out, I am afraid that he will be immediately beaten out of Anfu.

There are lights on both sides, east or west? Zhao Xian hesitated a little in his heart, throughout the ages, they were all led by the east, so let's go to the east first.

You can hear whispering in your ears, and a few maids in the warm pavilion are talking quietly around the fire, and you can also hear your own name.

He took two steps and then stooped down in front of a bush, and saw a few maids, carrying steaming buckets, towards a hut.

Along the crack in the hidden door, Zhao Xian looked up and saw that he stood there in a daze as if he had been immobilized.

In a half-person-high wooden barrel in the room, a naked woman was sitting, half of her body was covered by the barrel, but half of her back was exposed.

In the steaming water, the woman's green silk is high, her neck is white, and her skin is delicate and smooth, like a piece of beautiful jade. She was gently rubbing her left and right shoulders, revealing a smooth and beautiful back. A few maids were moving in and out, pouring freshly boiled hot water into the bucket.

Miss Ann? Zhao Xian was slightly startled, forcibly broke his head, and looked away with difficulty, his luck was too bad, and he actually bumped into Miss An bathing.

Don't look at incivility, don't look at incivility, and then look at the dead, Zhao Xian silently recited the four-character proverb, but his eyes couldn't be taken away for a long time.

After a fierce struggle in his heart for a long time, Zhao Xian wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, cleaned up those messy thoughts, and secretly moved to the back room.

The two young ladies living in the east and west compartments should be Mrs. An behind them.

Zhao Xian touched the back and saw that there were very few maids over there, and they were also extremely quiet.

"Bang bang!" Raise your hand and knock on the door, and at the same time guard left and right, don't let anyone come.

"Just come in and knock on the door." Mrs. Ann called softly inside.

Zhao Xian's face turned dark, this sentence seemed to be a little wrong, and he was adding a dead ghost later, so he directly stole the man.

But it was too dangerous here, and Zhao Xian couldn't think too much about it, so he opened the door with his hands and feet, and went in to tie the door.

The room is slightly warm, burning incense, in front of the dresser, a makeup mirror, the curtain on the couch is hanging down, and the plain white curtain is reflected by the light.

Mrs. An was reclining on a beauty couch, with a table in front of her and a delicate small lamp on several cases.

The spring stools, small tables, incense burners, Luo tents, and couches in the room are all available, and the decoration is unusually gorgeous and comfortable, quite a bit of the taste of the daughter's boudoir, and a little more mature charm.

Mrs. An was holding the ledger in her hand, and was sketching on it with a pen, because the room was warmer, her cheeks were slightly crimson, and the neckline was unbuttoned with two cloth buttons, revealing a little tenderness inside.

Dressed in a white light veil, because the room was hotter and wider, the shawl rested on her legs, and the soft evening dress could not hide her bright color at all.

When Zhao Xian came in, she didn't look up, but moved a little to the beauty couch to make a place to sit, and said softly: "I'm so thirsty, hand me the tea." ”

Zhao Xian didn't know how to speak, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, took the teacup from the table, sat beside her and handed it to her.

Mrs. An felt that the light was dim, and this figure didn't seem to be like Birou's, she turned her head in anger, but saw Zhao Xian sitting beside her with a smile.

"Ahh You..."Mrs. An exclaimed, for fear of alarming the maid next door, she quickly closed her mouth, propped herself up and said hurriedly: "You, what are you doing here at night?" Hurry up and get me out. ”

"Sister Liu!" Zhao Xian put his finger to his mouth, signaled her not to be excited, and then said softly: "I can't sleep at night, I bought you some food and sent it, are you hungry?" ”

Mrs. An has obviously just bathed, her face is tender and tender with a hint of fragrance, and the small clothes can't cover her figure at all, this sitting up shirt hangs down closely, revealing a piece of clotted white jade-like crisp breasts, and the bust of the crimson mandarin duck playing in the water is mostly half exposed, squeezing out a deep ravine.

Zhao Xian coughed lightly, pretended to be calm and swallowed his saliva.

Mrs. An reacted suddenly, her face turned red, she covered her chest with a shawl, and whispered angrily and anxiously: "Who wants you to bring me food, what should I do if you come here at night and are seen?" Hurry up and get out. ”

Zhao Xian saw that she didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of being discovered, so he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, opened the food box in his hand, and said seriously: "I finally bought it, I'll leave after you finish eating." ”

The food box was opened, and there were a few cakes on the porcelain plate, the face was round and slightly convex, the fire color was golden and bright, the surface was crispy, the skin was crispy, and it made people drool just by looking at it, it was the Liuyang fennel cake that Mrs. An said last night, and there was a small dish of red dates and other fruits next to it.

Mrs. An didn't expect Zhao Xian to really remember what she liked to eat, and wanted to refuse directly, but when she saw this, she hesitated, and suddenly felt a little hungry, she took the food box again, pointed to the door and said, "I will eat it myself, you can go quickly." Her tone softened a little, but she still didn't mean to thank her, urging Zhao Xian to leave quickly.

"Come on, I'll feed you." Zhao Xian didn't mean to leave, so he diligently picked one up with chopsticks and handed it to her mouth.

"You..." Mrs. An's face turned red, and she glared at Zhao Xian shyly: "You are endless, I am such a big person, I need you to feed it." Seeing that Zhao Xian was entangled, she could only pick one up with chopsticks, take a symbolic bite, and then said, "You can go, don't force me to do it." ”

"Don't be so fierce." Zhao Xian sneered, handed the water to her again, and asked casually, "Sister Liu, how old are you this year?" ”

"I..." Mrs. An frowned slightly when she heard this, and the small cake that had just reached her mouth was also put down, she raised her eyes to look at Zhao Xian, and said coldly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Don't get me wrong." Zhao Xian hurriedly waved his hand, rolled his eyes and said: "I have known Yijun for some days, I know that she is twenty this year, and she also has a sister, I think Sister Liu, you are at most twenty-eight or nine, how can you have such a big daughter..."

No wonder he sent me food diligently, it turned out that I had a daughter to probe the wind, Mrs. An's face was slightly cold, and she put down her chopsticks and said: "I married into the An family at the age of sixteen and gave birth to two daughters at the age of thirty-eight this Chinese New Year's Eve. After saying that, Mrs. An felt that the word 'disgust' was inappropriate, and she didn't have anything to do with him, but she couldn't find the right word for a while, so she could only snort lightly.

"How could I dislike you, it's too late to hurt you." Zhao Xian replied casually, and said secretly: Thirty-eight? Zhao Xian glanced her up and down, if she practiced martial arts since she was a child, it was possible for her to be so tender at thirty-eight, what should I do, if Yijun is really her daughter, wouldn't I be damned.

Zhao Xian thought for a moment, and then asked again: "However, the symptoms of your pregnancy are so obvious that you didn't notice it, and it doesn't look like you've been pregnant at all, so..."

It stands to reason that a woman who has been pregnant with a child has more or less some experience, and Mrs. An

Mrs. An's face showed a little impatience, and when she saw Zhao Xian asking east and west, she asked unhappily, "What do you want to say?" ”

Zhao Xian hesitated for a moment, and could only say cautiously: "Yijun, she... And Birou, it's not your own, right? ”

Does it have anything to do with you with my own hands? Mrs. An's face turned slightly cold, and she snorted: "I pulled the two girls with one hand, and they were all meat that fell from my body, why are you asking this?" ”

Seeing her angry look, Zhao Xian couldn't help but smile, coughed lightly, and said: "Sister Liu, I remember the last time I was in the Zuizhuxuan in Jinling, the sheets were cyan when the two of us went in, and the sheets disappeared after I woke up, can you explain?" ”

Although he felt that the possibility was very small, Zhao Xian couldn't help but ask, how could he not notice the disappearance of the sheets when he was lying on it and doing push-ups that day, he couldn't figure out why a woman who was harmed would take the sheets away after regaining her strength? What's up there that doesn't work?

It's a pity that he was drugged at the time, and he patronized the scourge of Mrs. An, and he didn't carefully check whether there were any blood stains on the sheets.

mentioned that it was the last time, Mrs. An's face flushed, and her breathing ban was not only a few points faster. At that time, I saw a few blood stains on it, and I took the sheets away in a hurry, and now let her explain it.

Thinking that Zhao Xian stopped her with a silver needle at that time, ignoring her struggles, and now she was even concerned about whether she was perfect, Mrs. An's eyes flashed with a few angry sounds, and she said angrily and annoyedly: "Do you care?" I've been married and had children, and I'm not your woman, why do you ask so much? ”

talked with Zhao Xian for a long time, and she didn't even notice her own, and the tone became more and more like a complaint and vindictiveness between young couples.

Zhao Xian saw that her face was red and she couldn't explain it, so she deliberately used this sentence to provoke herself, knowing that she misunderstood her original intention, so she could only say helplessly: "Sister Liu, you said last night that you have a daughter, have I ever shown a trace of strangeness?" There are just some special reasons to ask these things today. ”

Mrs. An's angry expression was slightly stunned, and she suddenly remembered that she did say that she had a daughter last night, and Zhao Xian only cared about coaxing her at that time, and didn't care at all, didn't he care about whether he was perfect or not? So what does he care about?

Mrs. An thought about this, and the anger in her heart disappeared slightly, and she couldn't help frowning and wondering: "What is the special reason?" ”

Zhao Xian smiled: "This is a secret, I will surprise you in the future." ”

When the time comes, don't hack me and Yijun to death, Zhao Xian thought weakly in his heart.