Bai Qianfan is an honest person, and he will say whatever he has in his heart, "I don't plan to blow it for a long time, isn't it fifteen today, the moon is like a big silver plate, big and round, it is beautiful, I want to appreciate the moon." ”

"The maid also went up to see the moon?"

"This ...... I don't know, probably. ”

"Heh, the people of Baixiangfu like to stand on the rockery and watch the moon?" Murong Mian hooked his lips, "Ming'er is early, I have to ask Bai Xiangye, do all the people in your mansion have this habit?" ”

"I don't know about others, but I, occasionally, have had that few times."

"It's not a habit, it's occasionally," Murong Mian patted his leg, "Occasionally, someone dies." ”

As soon as he patted it, Bai Qianfan shuddered, bowed his head and said nothing, the person was definitely not killed by her, but perhaps, she didn't kill Beren, but Beren died because of her. I feel a little guilty in my heart.

"Let me ask you again, the maid told you to go, and you left, just so obedient? What did I say before, I don't want to upset her. You're the master, she's a maid, don't you want to upset her? What kind of master are you? ”

Speaking of the back, his tone was heavier, his voice was cold, Bai Qianfan's body trembled, his legs were weak, and he knelt down numbly.

"Lord Mingjian, I am actually not a master in Baixiang Mansion, these maids and grandmothers are all assigned by the eldest lady, I dare not offend them."

"So, they bullied you, and you killed them?"

Bai Qianfan raised his head in fright, his lips open, as if he was holding an egg.

"Lord Wang, you have wronged me."

"You are an unpopular one, married into the palace, and the maids and grandmothers who came with you snub you, play cards and eat melon seeds, and didn't take you as a master and servant, so you have murderous intentions. The death of that maid last time had nothing to do with you, right? ”

Bai Qianfan's mouth opened wider, and his eyes widened, "You are a fool!" ”

Murong Mian slapped the table, "Presumptuous!" ”

Bai Qianfan was originally straight, holding his head high, very imposing, but he was so frightened by this shot that he went back, hanging his head and shrinking into a ball.

"It's not that I won't allow you, if you want to blame, blame you for being too vicious, just now you said that you were hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Bai Qianfan's body was shocked, his big dark eyes looked over, and he flattened his mouth as if he wanted to cry.

In fact, looking at it this way, he is really a child, with two shallow eyebrows hanging together, tears in the corners of his eyes, the corners of his mouth collapsing down, and his little face sad and panicked.

He asked again, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Bai Qianfan came to his senses at this time, understood what he meant, and went on the road when he was full! She didn't hesitate and pointed to Crimson, "I want to eat the millet porridge she cooked." ”

Murong Mian was stunned, obediently, he drank a bowl of porridge on the road to Huangquan, did he have enough strength to walk to the palace of the king of Hades......

"Just a bowl of porridge?"

Bai Qianfan lowered his head and pulled out his fingers, as if he was thinking about something, and finally raised three fingers, "I want three bowls." ”

"Crimson, cook porridge for her, it's enough."

Qihong answered softly, sighed silently in her heart, turned around and retreated to prepare, in fact, there is no need to cook, there is a ready-made one in the kitchen, the prince didn't use it much today, there is still a big pot left, and it will be hot.

Soon, the porridge pot was put up, Murong Mian gave him a seat, and Bai Qianfan was not polite, scooped a big bowl with a spoon, and instigated it with a sigh.

It is the taste of memory, fragrant, fragrant. A bowl of hot porridge went down, and Bai Qianfan felt that all his internal organs were comfortable. The sad eyebrows stretched, and the corners of the drooping lips even rose slightly.

Murong Mian looked at her like this, and couldn't help but wonder, it's just a bowl of porridge, it's really so delicious? So delicious that you are not even afraid of death?

Bai Qianfan drank three bowls in a row, wiped his lips with satisfaction, but his eyes were still glancing at the remaining porridge in the pot.

"If you want to eat, you can eat it again."

"No need, my nurse said, there is a degree to everything, and after that degree, no matter how good things are, they will be discounted."

"Well, your nurse is a transparent person," Murong Mian looked at her for a moment, "then let's go." ”

Bai Qianfan stood up slowly, her little face was tense, the nurse said, she really can't get through it, and she will be a good man again after twenty years. It's just that I'm really scared in my heart, my body is shaking so much that I can't take a step forward, and when I am panicked, a wave of heat spreads from between my legs.