Happily walked around the streets one after another. After shuttling through the bustling crowd for a while, he walked to the door of the Shen Mansion. The closed door still doesn't feel a hint of majesty. Qiao Yan looked at the exceptionally clean street in front of the door. The smile on the corner of his mouth can't be stopped no matter what. Because she knows. The man. The boy whose eyes are as deep as ink, as if he can see people's hearts. It's on the inside.

Before. I used to run to this mighty gate and stop to watch. Every time I see that clean gate and the road outside the door. The heart will be quiet in an instant. Because you know it. Such a clean and serious. It's because someone cleans it every day. Even if the owner of the house is not here. They are also busy every day. The owner of the house will come back.

This kind of realization naturally makes me extremely happy. It doesn't feel like that long anymore. As long as the people in this house know that their young master will come back. So what is there for you to worry about all the time?

Now. After Shen Mo returned. It has been a long time since I have come to this door. But it still feels so familiar. Step forward. Reach out and pull the knocker and clasp it again and again. After a while. There was a heavy, solemn whimper from the gate. A guy poked his head out." This girl. Who are you looking for?"

Qiao Yan's face was full of kind and gentle smiles. The voice was soft and soft." This little brother. I'm here to find Zhudong. Could you please inform me of this? Let's just say my surname is Joe. So he knows."

The person who looked like a little girl was still a little cautious, and quietly stared at Qiao Yan with scrutinizing eyes. I can't stop muttering in my heart. This girl is very good in both appearance and temperament. Like a girl from a big family. It's just that it's not so expensive to wear. It's like a small family.

As soon as I heard that I was looking for Zhudong. Immediately put away his scrutinizing gaze. He lowered his head and said, "Hey. That's better to grieve the girl first, you wait here for a while. Let me go first, I'll report it." As he spoke, the door closed again. The little servant hurried into the house.

At this time, Zhudong was sitting in the gazebo by the lake drinking tea. It's not that he wants to drink tea. It's really Shen Mo who has been sorting out various businesses recently. I was also busy with me for a while. Look at the dense ledger of records. I feel like my bones are itching. I feel terrible. Finally, everything is over today. Although I can't give birth to some beautiful thoughts of spring flowers and snow. But it's still good to think about drinking tea and enjoying the coolness.

Bamboo winter drinking tea heartily. Immediately I was called back." Brother Dong. Brother Dong. Are you here. Someone is looking for you outside the door. Brother Dong. Brother Dong......"

Zhu Dong stood up and looked at the ignorant little guy who ran to him shouting all the way. The little guy finally found Zhu Dong, who was hiding here drinking tea, and was full of joy. Before he could open his mouth, he was hit on the head by a violent shudder. I clutched my head in pain and squatted down. A little aggrieved and puzzled, he asked, "Brother Dong. I looked for you for a long time before I found you. What are you doing, hit me as soon as you see me."

Zhu Dong is naturally a leader other than Shen Mo in the Shen Mansion. But he is cheerful by nature and never puts on a show. Good relations with all the slaves. Therefore, the servants of the Shen Mansion call him 'Brother Dong', which is also the reason why he treats others well.

I looked at the study room, which was fortunately non-moving. Zhu Dong glared at the little guy and said, "You kid. What's it all about? Hurry up. I didn't have any strength at that moment. Childe finally has some leisure time today. How good is it that you have startled him with the shouting of the garden."

The little guy had to cover his head and stand up. Helplessly, he rubbed the big bag that had just been born on his head and said: You are so high in kung fu. It hurts more than if you don't use any effort than if you use all your strength. I'm a little dizzy in my head.

Looking at the little guy who rubbed his head with a painful face. Zhu Dong pressed between his eyebrows. Helplessly asked, "Okay. What are you yelling at me all the way to do?"

The little guy patted his forehead at that." Ah. Brother Dong, I almost forgot about the moment you hit me. There's a girl looking for you outside the door. It's pretty. I ran all the way to find you for a while. You don't see any of those places on weekdays. So you're hiding here."

Zhu Dong heard that someone was looking for it. I immediately put my mind at ease. Some nonchalantly sat back in their seats. He picked up the teacup and brought the water to his mouth." Oh. You're in a hurry because someone is looking for you. What a big deal. Isn't it because that girl is so pretty?"

The little guy looked at Zhudong who was leisurely drinking water. There was a look of hesitation on his face. Brother Dong. I thought you knew that girl. Because she's looking for you by name. It's natural to smile. And. She said her surname was Joe......"

That's all I have to say. The heat in Zhudong's mouth, who was drinking the water, immediately squirted out in one gulp. He choked twice. Rarely, he raised his sleeve and wiped the water stains at the corner of his mouth. Lian Sheng asked the little guy who didn't know the situation on the side, "What. What is the name of the girl you said came to me?"

The little guy was dumbfounded and looked at the sudden situation in front of him. A little stumbling said, "Uh. That...... The girl was so good-looking...... Lit. Oh. Surname. Right. She said. She said. Her surname is Joe...... Ay. Brother Dong. Where are you going? I haven't finished yet."

Hearing this, Zhu Dong had already thrown away the teacup in his hand. All the way to the gate. The little guy who watched him flying on the back of the wall couldn't help but sigh: "Hey. Look at our brother Dong. Kung Fu is amazing. It was gone in the blink of an eye. It's just as powerful as they say."

After a few jumps, it was soon in front of the door. Zhu Dong immediately stepped forward and opened the door. The body sprang out. Sure enough, I saw someone waiting behind the door. It's Qiao Yi.

Zhu Dong hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Third Miss. How did you come today? Excuse me. It's me who came late. Keeping you waiting."

Qiao Yan smiled and shook his head. Said to Zhu Dong, who was happy and apologetic, "It's okay. I've just waited a while. It's making you run in such a hurry."

Zhu Dong hurriedly shook his head. Invited Qiao Yi into the door. Inside the door is indeed a cave. One corridor and one pavilion. One lake and one mountain. One stone, one scene. Qiao Yi watched the elegant and beautiful house with admiration. While listening carefully to Zhudong's introduction.

It is said that it is to introduce Zhudong, a big old man who has practiced martial arts all the year round, and naturally he doesn't know much about poetry and songs. It's just a matter of being very honest about what year these things were built. He asked very heartily. Three Misses. Are you here to find our son-in-law?"

Qiao Yi smiled unsurprised. I didn't see any shyness. He just nodded calmly. Yes. I got some news. It's about him. That's why I came here to let me know."

"Oh" Zhudong's voice was undisguised loss. Originally, I thought I was here to talk to my son-in-law about love. I didn't expect it to be something. Ay. Zhu Dong shook his head regretfully. I thought about it again. Hey. But it may be that the girl's family is thin-skinned. I'm sorry to say it. Zhu Dong quietly glanced at Qiao Yi beside him. He nodded in self-affirmation.

Walked through one long corridor after another. Skirt the beautiful kiosk on the lake with twists and turns. Zhu Dong looked at the unnamed garden in front of him, touched his nose and explained, "My son-in-law has been busy for a long time. This has just come back and needs to take over too much busy. He hadn't closed his eyes and slept soundly for days. I finally stole some time today. So I should rest here."

Looking at Zhu Dong who stopped in front of the door. Qiao Yi nodded slightly. Slowed down, lightened his steps, and walked into the garden. I saw that the garden was really quiet. Not even a single maid was seen. It can be seen how much Zhudong wants his son-in-law to sleep peacefully.

Looking at Zhu Dong with a smile on his face, he was still standing in front of the door and looking at himself. Qiao Yi walked up to the door step by step. If you look inside the half-hidden door, you can see that it is pitch black. It seems that the window has never been opened. The lights are out. Only on a table outside the gauze tent that hangs low on the ground. I lit a small oil lamp with a faint light.

Qiao Yi walked over slowly. Shoes on a thick carpet tattooed with quaint patterns. Not a single sound was made. There should be no incense lit in the house. The air is also very clean. I don't feel depressed at all. Some rumors followed Qiao Yi's figure into the house. Blowing up the scattered yarn tent and drifting slightly. Qiao Yan's fingers also gradually approached. Gently opened a corner of the gauze tent.

The first thing that catches your eye in the tent is not the big bed. but he is a man who lies peacefully in bed. The faint light was enough for Qiao Yi to find him in the dark. Lying on the bed like that, he fell asleep like that, which was very different from what he had seen in normal times. Although he is less flamboyant. Dazzling. Luster. But there is one more look that you can't see on weekdays.

Qiao Yi stepped forward gently. Step by step. The curtain behind him shook gently in the darkness, and slowly returned to calm. Slowly sat on the edge of the bed and stepped on a lower step. Leaning on the edge of the bed, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off and stared at him tightly. His eyes seemed to move in a haze. Then there was a return to calm.

The smile on the corner of Qiao Yan's mouth rose high. Some tentative hands stepped forward and gently pulled his hand that lay flat on the outside of the brocade quilt. Looking at him who was still asleep. I also lay on my stomach on the bed in this darkness. With him a little groggy fell asleep.