"Yes, Regent of Xizhu." Dou Qingshuang pinched the corner of the handkerchief and placed it in the tip of the candle, and the firelight gradually swallowed the handkerchief, exuding an unpleasant smell.

Although Zhao Yu is cynical, it is not easy for ordinary people to talk to him deeply, especially the Spring Festival Gala and Qiu Zhu, who only have four big characters of royal nobles written on his face.

She wanted not to find out, it was hard.

"I heard that he came to Nanshu this time to get married," Weng Baiwei frowned and thought, "When I followed Daddy to the north and south, I heard a lot of his deeds. The most talked about is that since he was twelve years old, he killed his father to replace the position of the family, the hereditary regent, and he became a demon at a young age, killing several uncles who wanted to seize his hereditary mansion. ”

"The two girls who followed him were even more rumored to be two freaks who jumped out of the ghoul mountain, you went with them, and they didn't hurt you in the slightest," Weng Baiwei looked her up and down several times, shaking her head and smacking her tongue, "It's really weird." ”

It wasn't that those two didn't want to kill her, but they didn't get Qin Yanming's order. Dou Qingshuang stared at the handkerchief that was gradually burning into stucco, her eyes narrowed, and she didn't say anything.

"But speaking of which, the ideas of people like them are different from ordinary people, and we are afraid that we will not have too much intersection with them in the future," Weng Baiwei took out a long white scroll from her bosom, poured the pot and put it on the table, dipped her fingertips in some tea, and said while gently drawing: "The structure of the Jiang Mansion continues to use the specifications of the mansion of the important ministers of the imperial court, divided into two master bedrooms and five secondary bedrooms, and there are about seventeen secret passages in the court, all of which are specially marked and guarded, and some people change the guards day and night, and the replacement time is less than a quarter of an hour. Tsk, this Jiang Chenning hasn't sat in the position of the first assistant yet, so he shows off like this, and he is not afraid that he will make a big splash and not end up well. ”

"Wealth and wealth are in danger, and he has struggled for the initial difficulties, and in recent years, he should have had a smooth ride," Dou Qingshuang looked at Weng Baiwei, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes, "But in an hour's time, you have touched this mansion so clearly, I actually underestimated you?" ”

"You can't always be the one who takes the limelight, I was also trained by Daddy to grow up." The smile on the corner of Weng Baiwei's lips faded, and her will was a little depressed, "Over the years, I have either fled, or on the way to escape, as long as I live, I have used all methods, and the method of finding a way to live has probably become a habit." ”

The two of them fell silent, Weng Baiwei suddenly came back to her senses, for so many years, she has suffered so much with her father, what about Dou Qingshuang, who has been locked up?

She tried to detain herself, but while Daddy was not paying attention, she naughtily got into the closet, and the dark suffocation around her gradually forced herself. Tight, the darkness is getting bigger and bigger in front of her eyes, and the inexplicable fear and panic fill her heart, but between her breaths, she is sweating all over, and she is so frightened that she quickly pushes open the wardrobe door, and happens to meet the father who is looking for it. The young Weng Baiwei immediately threw herself into Weng Zheng's arms and cried.

So I can't stand it for a moment, what about Dou Qingshuang, who has been imprisoned for decades? I still have my dad comforting me, what does Qingshuang have?

Weng Baiwei's eyes gradually moistened, and while Dou Qingshuang was not paying attention, she secretly wiped her tears, and said hatefully: "Dou Chunyun's despicable villain, I think it's good to kill her directly!" ”

"After we get out of the city, she won't live long," Dou Qingshuang stared at the ink map drawn by Weng Baiwei, her eyes falling on a huge watermark, "What is here?" ”

"Here, it seems to be a study, and it may be something more important to Jiang Chenning," Weng Baiwei frowned, "There are twice as many guards inside as in other places, and there are hired thugs, so it is easy to not approach, but it is strangely tight." ”

The corrupt officials have seen a lot, Jiang Chenning himself has no good impression in the eyes of the common people, Weng Baiwei naturally thinks that it is the place where Jiang Chenning's handle is hidden, her eyes rolled slightly, and she smiled: "Why don't we go and see what is in it tonight?" ”

Dou Qingshuang nodded, "Okay." ”

Weng Baiwei glanced at her in surprise, but after a few days of getting along, she already knew Dou Qingshuang's temperament very well, and before leaving Nanshu, she would definitely not be a woman who would easily cause trouble.

Weng Baiwei felt that something was wrong, the tips of her ears moved slightly, and she said in a low voice: "Someone is coming." With that, he spun around, silently jumped onto the roof, and took out a long knife from his waist.

A figure was reflected on the closed door, Dou Qingshuang's sleeves waved, and the tea wet the figure on the white scroll, and at the same time, the door opened.

Jiang Yurou walked in, she changed into a pale colored bandeau dress, the skirt was embroidered with daisies, the two strands of long hair on her forehead naturally fell, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle.

She pushed the door in, met Dou Qingshuang's emotionless black eyes, was stunned for a moment, her eyes fell on the hat she opened, she wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, she put a smile again, put the food box in her hand on the table, and said with a smile: "It's time for lunch, I saw that you didn't come, guess you haven't eaten yet, so I took some snacks over." ”

Jiang Yurou opened the food box and brought out the dishes inside, "This is the japonica porridge prepared in the kitchen, steamed cheese with sugar, and jade celery shrimp dumplings, I don't know what your taste is, cousin, so I prepared it according to my favorite taste." ”

"Ah, the mistress said that you are a year older than us, so," Jiang Yurou pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her cheeks slightly red, "That's why Yurou dared to call you cousin." My cousin doesn't want to laugh at me. ”

She is a concubine, Dou Qingshuang is a concubine, according to the rules, Jiang Yurou calls her cousin is bolder than the sky, and she doesn't know the severity of the rules.

"My aunt was afraid that I wouldn't grow up, so she discussed with my father and lied to outsiders about my birthday," Dou Qingshuang stared at the bowl of appetizing japonica porridge, stretched out a finger, and pushed the porridge towards Jiang Yurou, "Actually, I am two years younger than you." ”

The japonica porridge exuded a faint fragrance, Jiang Yurou smiled and froze on her face, and after a moment, she bent a little back to arc: "They are all sisters, what is the difference between young and old?" Your identity is much more noble than mine, let Yurou call you sister, that is unacceptable. ”

"I'll call you cousin, outsiders don't know, we know it," Jiang Yurou's gaze fell on the wet. The long white scroll that was transparent, "Cousin, is this painting?" ”

"How can I paint without a brush?" Weng Baiwei, who was squatting on the beam, rolled her eyes silently, "This woman has nothing to say, and she is not too tired!" ”

After wandering outside for a long time, she gradually dislikes this kind of lady's show, most of the time she lives with a shelf, and she doesn't feel tired and panicked!

Dou Qingshuang poured a cup of tea and was about to drink it, but was stopped by Jiang Yurou in a hurry, took the cup in Dou Qingshuang's hand, washed it several times, twisted some tea leaves and put it in, re-brewed a cup of tea and handed it to her, sighing as if intentionally or unintentionally, "It's hard to have one more sister, but we don't get along for a few days, it's really sad." ”