In ancient times, there was a saying that the hand grinding, the red sleeves added fragrance, and in the past few days, Xiao Han has indeed experienced it himself.

Living in the Luoshen Courtyard, living a quiet and secluded leisurely life, Xiao Han felt peaceful and quiet in his heart, such a leisurely life, leisure and elegance naturally came from it.

In the past few days, Xiao Han will splash ink every day, on the rice paper, the pen will walk the dragon and snake, and will also pick up the pen to paint, and the wolf will wave it, and the ink-like landscape painting scroll will jump on the paper, plus there is a very interesting maid with red sleeves to serve, you can imagine how comfortable and leisurely Xiao Han's daily life is.

Talk about blowing the transverse flute, and write the sound of the landscape.

Luoshen Villa, as if living in seclusion outside the world, is not stained with fireworks in the world.

"Mr. Xiao Han, are you alright? I... I can't stop it. ”

In the courtyard, the voice of the red sleeves sounded, and she maintained a posture for a long time, grinding with her bare hands.

The red sleeves are like this, Xiao Han is painting on the side, and the person in the painting is naturally her.

The red sleeves add fragrance, grind with bare hands, Xiao Han paints with a pen, and directly paints such a picture.

"Alright, thank you." Xiao Han, who was painting seriously, raised his head and smiled at the red sleeves.

Hearing this, the red sleeves were like being amnestied, and after moving her arms slightly, her eyes blinked unconsciously, and then she trotted to Xiao Han's side, stretched out her little head and looked at the picture scroll on the table.

"Alas......" At this time, Xiao Han put down his pen. Looking at the painting, I shook my head and sighed softly.

"Mr. Xiao Han, what's wrong?" The red-sleeved willow eyebrows raised, her beautiful eyes looked at Xiao Han, and she asked suspiciously.

"There's a place where you're failing!" Xiao Han shook his head and sighed.

"The slave thinks it's very good, Mr. Xiao Han paints vividly, where is the failure?" Red Sleeve Road.

Xiao Han shook his head, then turned around, looked at the red sleeves, and then, his gaze moved down, his eyes looked at the pair of peaks that were about to burst out, and sighed lightly: "Alas, the size is wrong." ”

Hearing this, Red Sleeves was stunned at first, and after coming back to his senses, his pretty face suddenly turned red, and his beautiful eyes glared at Xiao Han with a bit of shame.

However, Xiao Han had already turned around and left with his hands behind his back, and said as he walked: "Red sleeves, don't be angry, I'll draw a bigger one next time." ”

Red Sleeves stared at Xiao Han's back, stomped the three-inch golden lotus angrily, looked at the picture scroll on the table, she bit her red lip shyly, and after snorting lightly, she then put away the picture scroll and left.

This maid named Red Sleeves is not only proficient in the tea ceremony, but also has a high level of attainment in cooking.

In short, the delicacies that Xiao Han has eaten in his stomach these days are not a hundred or ninety, which can be regarded as feeding Xiao Han's stomach.

In the courtyard, one table, two people, a man and a woman, sit opposite each other, and the bamboo table between the two is full of dishes, and the dishes are fragrant and attractive.

"Red sleeves, if I can't eat your food in the future, I'm afraid my stomach will be very uncomfortable." Xiao Han said.

"Then Mr. Xiao Han can take the slave and maid with him in the future." Redsleeves smiled.

Xiao Han put down his chopsticks and was silent.

Seeing this, the red-sleeved beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, and a look of loss flashed in the depths of her eyes, and then she lowered her little head and sat there eating food carelessly.

For a moment, the bamboo table fell silent.

"Redsleeves, where's your family?" After a long time, Xiao Han spoke up.

Red sleeves looked up at Xiao Han, then lowered her head again, and after a long silence, she spoke, her family was originally a subsidiary force of the Luo Shen clan, but later the blood god clan launched a war against the Luo Shen clan, overnight, her family was destroyed by the blood god clan, the family was ruined, at that time, she was still very young, her parents used their bodies to protect her so that she survived, it was the Luo Shen people who picked her up from the ruins of the battlefield, it can be said that she was lucky, but also unfortunate, fate, who can say?

In Red Sleeves' heart, there has always been a seed buried, that is, revenge, the Blood God Clan destroyed her family, making her lose her parents who loved her and lost her original happy life.

It's just that revenge requires strength, and Red Sleeves, without such strength, she is facing a side of the Blood God Clan that is on par with the Luo Shen Clan, and even stronger than the Luo Shen Clan.

"Mr. Xiao Han, if only the slave could have the strength and talent of yours, then I can take revenge!" Red Sleeves raised his head, his beautiful eyes were red and looked at Xiao Han, there was no timidity in his eyes at this moment, and there was even a touch of sharpness and coldness.

Xiao Han looked at the red sleeves, his eyes flickered, hatred, it seemed to be an invisible catalyst.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao Han, let you see the joke, people like me, maybe there is no hope of revenge in this life, An An will be a servant girl, maybe, this is my life." Red Sleeves said, and at the end of the words, a poignant smile appeared on her pretty face, and a line of tears fell silently.

"The so-called fate destiny. Luck, that is the humility of the strong: and fate, that is the excuse of the weak. If the heart yearns to be strong, it is never too late to break free from fate! Xiao Han said slowly, and then reached out again and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for the red sleeves.

"It's never too late to break free from fate...... Red Sleeves looked at Xiao Han, his eyes were blank, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to follow me?" Xiao Han smiled again.

"Mr. Xiao Han agreed?" Redsleeves was a little delighted.

"Don't be too happy too soon, you can follow me, but not now." Xiao Han said.

Red Sleeves looked at Xiao Han, only to hear Xiao Han continue: "In the future, I will let you be the chief chef of the Imperial Pavilion." ”

"The Chief Imperial Chef of the Imperial Pavilion?" The red sleeves were stunned, a little unclear so, Emperor Pavilion? I don't seem to have heard of it.

"Mr. Xiao Han, is there such a force as the Emperor Pavilion in the Great World?" Red Sleeve Road.

"Uh... Not at the moment. Xiao Han smiled awkwardly, and then continued: "However, you just remember one thing, you are the chief imperial chef of the Imperial Pavilion, if you hear the name of the Imperial Pavilion in the Great Thousand World in the future, you will come to serve in the Imperial Pavilion, and I promise you to destroy the Blood God Clan!" ”

"Oh." Red Sleeves nodded as if he didn't understand, as the chief chef of the Imperial Pavilion, would he be able to destroy the Blood God Clan?

"Let's eat." Xiao Han smiled, said no more, picked up the chopsticks, and continued to taste the delicious food on the table.

However, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Xiao Han's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes immediately looked towards the fence wall of the other courtyard.

At this moment, the little girl with a pair of watery eyes was staring intently at the food on Xiao Han's table, without blinking her eyes, and her eyes were extremely cute.

Xiao Han blinked, and then smiled unconsciously, which greedy little girl is this?

At this time, I saw the red sleeves on the side quickly get up and walked towards the little girl, and said:

"Miss Luoli, come down quickly, the wall is dangerous."