Ye Xiaolou felt a warm flow in his ears, instantly dispelling the cold of the night, and it was warm, as if it warmed into his heart.

A pair of eyes bent into a crescent moon with a smile, "It's nothing, it's just happy." ”

After finishing speaking, he held the saddle in one hand, held a handkerchief in his fingertips, stretched his arms, and shouted: "Fly---"

"Hurry up, drive ---"

The handkerchief danced wildly in the night wind, the horse roared, and jumped out directly, Cui Wu behind him laughed, and suddenly the happy mood spread among everyone.

The originally tense and suppressed emotions were blown away, and a smile appeared on everyone's faces, as Cui Wu began to hum an unknown tune loudly.

For a moment, a cheerful atmosphere enveloped everyone's face.

And Cui Yuanheng's calm and waveless face rarely showed a bright smile.

The blue sky is like washing, the stars are shining, in this quiet night, this triumphant team, facing the wind and singing gradually drifting away.

Compared to such a pleasure here, Shen Kuo's side is not to mention how bleak.

At this moment, he had a gloomy face, looking at his wounded subordinates, the man's frightened forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he knelt on one knee, "Master, my subordinates are incompetent." ”

Shen Kuo didn't speak for a long time, the atmosphere was frozen to the bottom, the man's leg was injured, and he was trembling at the moment, just before he was about to fall to the ground, he finally heard the voice of the master.

"You are really incompetent, you can't even look at a scholar, and you don't know if you hit the door of your home."

After saying this, as soon as he exerted his hand, the armrest of the chair was instantly pinched, and the person who knelt on the ground was even more frightened, from one knee directly to five bodies to the ground.

One of his heads slammed on the green bricks, and said with grief and indignation: "It's the fault of my subordinates, and I hope the master will punish me." ”

Shen Kuo glanced at him with a cold face, then looked at the people kneeling on the ground outside, then closed his eyes and said coldly: "Retreat and receive the punishment." ”

"Yes--"

After everyone retreated, the man in Tsing Yi who had been following him all along, dressed as a scribe, bowed cautiously at this moment and said, "Young master, this son of the Cui family is too presumptuous." ”

"It's really --- to use Mr. Wang's people to threaten you and hurt you."

"Shut up."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Kuo directly interrupted him by shouting loudly.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to speak.

And after a long while, Shen Kuo opened his eyes, glanced at him and said, "I asked you to check Ye Xiaolou's affairs, who else knows?" ”

When the man in Tsing Yi heard this, he immediately said: "The little one listened to your orders, and never leaked any news to the outside world." ”

Shen Kuo frowned, Wang San has been with him for many years, and he trusts him deeply, otherwise he would not be his right-hand man, but ---

Although Cui Yuanheng is extremely hateful, his words today also reminded him.

Ye Xiaolou is a weak female streamer, why would someone come to hijack her?

And according to what he investigated, it was indeed from the Ministry of Inspection, but coincidentally, it was still a person under his jurisdiction, who planted it, and who instructed it behind it?

Shen Kuo was busy investigating the traitor, and even gritted his teeth and watched Ye Xiaolou being picked up by Cui Yuanheng.

As a man, his fiancée was held in the arms of others, and you can imagine how angry he was.

When the next person looked back at what Ye Xiaolou did to Cui Yuanheng, his whole person was on the verge of losing control.

Now that Ye Xiaolou can't be recovered, then he can rectify the internal affairs, he wants to see whose hand dares to stretch it so long.

Shen Kuo gritted his teeth over there to clean up the housekeeping, and in an inconspicuous house in Ning'an Mansion City, a middle-aged man said to another old woman: "The plan failed, that Ye Xiaolou was rescued by the little boy, it seems to be really unusual." ”

The old woman nodded, "Well, the little boy went and reversed, and happened to save her, this is really unusual, I heard that the female head of the Ye family is quite beautiful?" ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "The little one also listens to people's words, and secretly follows the little boy to take a look at it from a distance, it is indeed the vermilion color of the world." ”

The old woman said with a look of early knowledge: "No wonder the little boy said that he would not go back to the capital to marry, eh, this is not easy to do, if the daughter of the Ye family does not get married, she will accept it, but not only does the family get married, but she also marries the little Langjun of the Cui family, doesn't this make it difficult for Mrs. to do?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's really not easy." ”

"However, this is always closer to my own son."

The old woman glanced at him and said coldly, "Shut up, don't say what you shouldn't say, do you understand?" ”

The middle-aged man immediately nodded and said, "I understand, I understand, the little one must close his mouth tightly." ”

After the old woman then threw a bag of silver, she said with a wooden face: "Okay, I'll go back to Madame, you quickly dispose of the tail, don't let the little boy find out anything." ”

"Yes, yes, yes--"

...

For the wave after wave of changes outside, Ye Xiaolou didn't know at all.

At this moment, I hurried all the way, and after staying until late at night, I came to a village, and it seemed that as soon as I heard the sound of horses' hooves, the gate was quickly opened, and then when everyone entered the courtyard, it was hurriedly closed.

And as the people dismounted, the servants of the courtyard were in an orderly manner, leading the horses and unloading the things.

And Cui Yuanheng carried her off the horse, turned around and took her to the main room, and said softly with concern: "Is it cold?" ”

When Ye Xiaolou really saw Cui Yuanheng so gentle, the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "It's not too cold." ”

Cui Yuanheng frowned when he heard this, touched her little face and little hands, and said, "It's not cold, but the little face and hands are cold." ”

Then he said to the door: "Cook a bowl of ginger soup." ”

"Yes--"

After the servant went down, Ye Xiaolou smiled sweetly and said: "It's really not cold, this midsummer night, it's too late to be cool, how can it be cold." ”

Cui Yuanheng shook his head and said with a serious face: "The body is important, and it should not be neglected." ”

Ye Xiaolou pursed his lips, but thinking that he was not in good health, it was normal for him to pay extra attention to protection.

After a while, a very dark and strong maid dragged two bowls of hot tea forward, and said innocently: "Young master, young grandmother, it's cold at night, drink hot tea first to warm up." ”

After speaking, he carefully put the tea bowl on the table, and then stood aside with his eyes and nose and nose waiting for the dispatch, but his eyes looked at Ye Xiaolou from time to time, his eyes were full of curiosity.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaolou couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, took a sip of tea, and asked gently, "Girl, what's your name?" ”

Seeing this, the maid saluted and said, "The slave is called Xiao He." ”

It's just that before Ye Xiaolou could ask a few words, Cui Yuanheng on the side said directly: "In the future, you will serve the young grandmother closely." ”

Xiao He's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, and he immediately responded: "Yes, the slave obeys the order." ”

After speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Xiaolou and said, "The slave Xiaohe has seen the young grandmother. ”

That crisp and neat energy, Ye Xiaolou was a little stunned when he saw it.