"I'm afraid of this, what's the point."

I slapped the fan in front of me and said angrily.

"What's the matter with Miss Murong Family?"

I asked.

Bai Huan was still playing with the fan casually, but when he heard this, his brows furrowed subconsciously.

The fan in his hand was almost unsteady.

"Who told you?"

"Did Miss Murong marry you voluntarily, or was it because of something else?"

I turned a deaf ear and continued to ask.

If it weren't for the Secret Guard's report, I wouldn't have known about such a thing.

But Bai Huan didn't really want to mention this matter.

His mouth seems to be smeared with oil, and his speech is not in tune.

In three sentences or two, the topic was opened.

I've passed some of them more or less.

It would have been better if my grandfather had retired, but he was stubborn, and he insisted on holding on to this old bone and fighting with the Gu family.

was not less troubled by the Gu family.

Especially the Gu family, with a Gu Minlan, the tide rises.

The Gu family is really a good means, and their thoughts have come here.

Who doesn't know that the young lady of the Murong family is a well-known straw bag, she can't do anything, and her methods are vicious, and she killed her own sister because of a dispute over interests.

A person that everyone avoids, how could Bai Huan's character be taken the initiative to ask for marriage.

It's ridiculous to think about.

When I pressed again, he raised an eyebrow impatiently.

The slender eyes narrowed slightly.

"Adults don't interfere with children's affairs."

"No, take it and play with it, I don't have time to play with you right now."

The fan in my hand was shoved into my hand.

Like something precious.

"I, I have to go to my little leaf and spend the night together."

He smiled, his eyebrows raised, with some unfinished peach blossoms and laziness.

After speaking, without waiting for me to speak, he walked out without hurrying.

If you don't care about anything else, just looking like this, it really has a bit of a suave taste.

"Brother."

I screamed behind him.

I rarely call him that, and I usually call him by his first name or not at all.

He had just walked to the door, and when he heard this, his back shook fiercely.

He didn't look back, but his footsteps stopped.

"What's wrong again?"

His tone was impatient, but more helpless.

His footsteps really stopped, and he didn't move again.

Looking at his back, my eyes were sour.

I have dreamed of this scene many times.

It's just that the dream is not so good.

He was covered in blood, and he walked forward like this, and finally disappeared.

When I think about it now, it's all a burst of palpitations and fear.

"Father and Ah Ze are no longer there, and Mama is gone, brother, you can't have any more accidents."

It's a very ordinary admonition, but I was a little choked up when I said it.

If it weren't for the vengeance and the fact that those people weren't dead, I wouldn't even know the point of holding on.

I seemed to hear a sigh.

He didn't look back, just raised his hand and waved, and continued walking.

"I'm blessed with a great life, what can happen?"

"Let's take a look." I tilted my head slightly and commanded the people around me.

The man was commanded, and he quickly followed.

"How?"

I looked to the side.

There was a subordinate who had been wandering here, and seemed to be very hesitant, but he did not dare to come forward.

It was only after I asked that I mustered up the courage.

"Young master, he is not like this, and he doesn't often go to this kind of land of smoke and willows, but I don't know what I saw last time, and after that, he locked all the books in the house, and he didn't practice his favorite calligraphy."

"Just like it is now."

"The villain stopped him a few times, but it was useless, and he only rescued a little from the ashes."

What he pulled out was charred paper.

Only a third of the palm of the hand remained.

It's all charred and pitch black.

The handwriting on it is not clear.

I can vaguely see two words - military camp.

"Nothing else?"

My subconscious nerves tensed and asked.

The man shook his head, "No, now the young master doesn't let the villain follow, he goes out by himself." ”

After saying that, the man drooped his head, like a frosted eggplant.

I put the piece of paper away, but my eyelids couldn't stop jumping.

If he asked about anything else, he didn't know.

Since that time, Bai Huan has not let anyone get close, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

I just know that I am a gentleman outside, and I don't know anything else.

When I was about to leave, the man lowered his head and said, "Young Master listens to you the most, this land of smoke and willows is not a good place now. ”

"Villain, please help the young master."

He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"The eldest lady of the Murong family is not what the young master wants to ask to marry, but a forced marriage, which has been forcibly bought and sold a long time ago, if not, if it doesn't coincide with the current ......"

He was hesitant and deliberately avoided this topic, not daring to mention the national funeral in front of me.

"I'm afraid I'm going to get married a long time ago."

"The young master is not happy."

I've long guessed that this is possible.

But when I actually heard it, I still felt a little shocked.

This was followed by a wave of irritation.

The Murong family has the courage to bully the emperor's relatives and relatives.

When I went out to look for Bai Huan, I saw my aunt standing on the other side of the garden.

Still looking at me quietly.

This kind of expressionless appearance makes the hearts of those who look at it furious.

I looked back a few times and wanted to say something, but she turned away and walked away.

All that was left was the white stripes in the courtyard, fluttering.

It looks extraordinarily lonely.

Bai Huan's location is not easy to find, but the location of the little fat man is easy to find.

When I went out, I happened to see a half-cut body stuck in a dog hole on one side of the wall.

The chubby body was stuffed over there, his face was flushed, and he was still struggling to crawl out.

I stopped the coachman, got out of the carriage and crouched down on his side to watch.

The little fat man's face was full of horror when he saw that it was me.

I want to go back again, but my body is stuck.

I couldn't move back and forth.

"You, stay away from me."

Tears were rolling in his eyes, and his voice was several degrees weaker than usual.

The momentum is insufficient, but he pretends to be calm.

"Okay."

I got up and pretended to be leaving.

Sure enough, there was a fainter, more depressed voice on the side.

"Why don't you get me out first."

"I got you out, what are the conditions for you to repay me?"

I said it on purpose.

He was in a dilemma because of his exertion, his face was flushed, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take you somewhere, hurry up and get me out first." ”

He can't help but make people laugh like this.

Half of his body was stuck, and his hands kept pulling on the ground, trying to get out.

It's all weird to look at.

When he pulled it out, it was like pulling a turnip, and the two of them pulled him out of this small hole with great difficulty.