This night, Huo Qingxin hardly slept much, and when he woke up the next morning, his head was even more groggy.

Today's weather is the same as her head at the moment, muddy, the sky above Yangzhou City is covered with dark clouds, black and oppressive, and the climate has become a little stuffy and abnormal.

It's June, and looking at the color of the sky today, I'm afraid that a heavy rain is coming.

Two days later, there was a large banquet in the Tibetan Sword Villa, and although the weather was gloomy, all the slaves and servants in the villa were busy cleaning and arranging everything.

Huo Qingxin listened to Aunt Mei say that in the past few years, in June every year, Huo Qingyun would have a banquet, and the hall masters of various branches of the Tibetan Sword Villa, as well as some people in the rivers and lakes, came together, everyone gathered together, eating, drinking, and having fun, cooking wine and talking about heroes!

On the surface, this is to invite the world's heroes and heroes to gather together, but in fact, it is a means for the Tibetan Sword Villa to win people's hearts and recruit troops.

What Huo Qingyun is doing now, as well as his ambitions, the ultimate goal is to be able to replace the position of the Medicine King Sect in the rivers and lakes and become the number one faction in the world.

But for Huo Qingxin, she doesn't understand or understand how important the so-called man's ambition and the ambition and hegemony he wants to fight for are.

In just a few decades of life, she only hopes that the people she cares about and those who care about her can live a good life in peace and joy.

This is the biggest wish in her heart now.

But everyone's pursuits and experiences are different, and their moods are also different, and she can't stop her brother from wanting to achieve a career.

What she values now may be the most irrelevant in Huo Qingyun's eyes.

Sitting in his room, looking at Aunt Mei and Xiaolan, a large table of meals that had been prepared for her, Huo Qingxin was tasteless.

Thinking that after coming back in the past two days, every time I dine with Huo Qingyun, it is all delicacies from the mountains and seas, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a gluttonous feast.

At first, Huo Qingxin only thought that Huo Qingyun was so extravagant because she had just come back and wanted to treat her well.

But for two days in a row, not only three meals a day are extremely luxurious, but even the food and clothing in the house are very different from before.

Nowadays, in the Tibetan Sword Villa, all kinds of furniture, as small as the living objects they use, are very valuable, and even the pillars outside the front hall are gilded.

The level of luxury is jaw-dropping!

Huo Qing thought of this, and then faced the table full of delicacies of the mountains and seas in front of him, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Aunt Mei and Xiaolan, who were standing on the side of the table and waiting, had been paying attention to Huo Qingxin's emotional changes.

Seeing the white-haired woman sitting there, staring at the things on the table without any movement, Aunt Mei couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Miss, why don't you move your chopsticks?"

Although it was only a short time for two days, Aunt Mei could see that the second lady who had just come back, and now the deputy owner of the villa, was a kind and unscrupulous master.

That's why she told Huo Qingxin what she saw and heard in the Hidden Sword Villa last night.

Looking at the white hair, thinking of the things she had experienced, Aunt Mei felt a little emotional.

And Huo Qingxin, who had been a little dumb after hearing the voice, finally moved.

After relieving himself, he asked, "Is this how the owner eats on weekdays?" ”

She didn't tell them about her lack of taste, but this table was full of food, big dishes, pastries and refreshments, and some of them were still foods that Huo Qingxin had never seen before.

Even if there are ten more people, I am afraid that they will not be able to eat all the food on this table.

Aunt Mei on the side heard this and quickly replied.

"The owner's meal has always been like this, there are appetizers, main dishes, snacks, tea, sweet soup, all kinds of things"

The luxury of this Tibetan Sword Villa, they are already strange as servants.

After listening to this, Huo Qingxin didn't want to ask anything else, so he said another word before he was about to pick up the chopsticks.

"I can't eat so many things alone, you guys are busy early in the morning, you shouldn't have eaten yet, sit down and eat with me."

Aunt Mei and Xiaolan, who were standing at the table, heard that they had heard something incredible, and they fell to their knees in fright.

Xiaolan trembled and said, "The slaves and maids are just subordinates, how can they sit and eat with their masters." ”

also followed Aunt Mei, who knelt down, and took over the words.

"Xiaolan is right, we are all serving the master in the Hidden Sword Villa, we are all subordinates, we can't break the rules set by the master, the old slave thanks Miss for her kindness, Miss is still a child and enjoy."

Seeing that they were all kneeling on the ground in fright, Huo Qingxin couldn't help frowning, thinking that the previous Tibetan Sword Villa was full of laughter and laughter, and they were in a mess up and down.

But look at it now, up and down in the house, everyone is trembling, and everyone is in danger...

She no longer forced Aunt Mei to do so, so as not to bring them unnecessary trouble.

"Get up, don't kneel down at every turn, it's just the three of us here now, don't be afraid."

Aunt Mei politely refused again, "The old slave and Miss Xiaolanduo thank you for their compassion, but there are clear regulations in the village, and the old slave really can't break the rules without authorization."

Huo Qingxin looked at them, not only on their faces, but even in their eyes, with inexplicable panic, so he had to put down the chopsticks he had just raised.

Then he asked, "Since the master and servant cannot eat at the same table, then I will not eat it now, and I can give these to you and the other maids in the house." ”

When Aunt Mei heard this, she replied again.

"Miss, don't do it, the meals used by the owner on weekdays are also directly disposed of after they are removed. Even if the master has not used it, it must be disposed of in time. If we are found out, we will not only have to deduct a year's worth of money, but also be punished for showing the public. Earlier, there was a servant in the back kitchen who secretly ate the food that the master had withdrawn. After being caught, not only was he beaten with more than a dozen boards and turned into a cripple, but he was also pulled out to show the public. Since then, the people in the village have not dared to commit it again. We have a meal for our subordinates, so Miss doesn't have to worry about us... ”

When Huo Qingxin heard this, she had completely lost her appetite, and she even felt that what was in front of her was not the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but a table of human blood steamed buns.

Tilting his head slightly, he looked at the sky outside the window not far away, and the dark clouds were like the dragon kings in the East China Sea, surging in the sea of clouds to vent his anger.

And Huo Qingxin felt depressed in his heart, and he didn't know how to vent it, so he only muttered to himself.

"It's going to rain."

When the words fell, Aunt Mei and Xiaolan, who had already gotten up, couldn't help but look out the window.

This gloomy weather, just like today's Tibetan Sword Villa, is cloudy and unpredictable...

In the afternoon, a thunderstorm came as scheduled.

This made the people who were originally busy in the yard have to go back to their houses to hide from the rain.

After breakfast, Huo Qingxin's mood has been very dull, she let Aunt Mei and Xiaolan stay in the courtyard, and she first went to the back kitchen to take a look, and then went to check where the servants live now.

In the past, when Aunt Qi and they were all there, she would often go to the back kitchen to watch Aunt Qi cook, making her favorite braised fish, and Su Jianxiang's favorite shortbread.

And at that time, Huo Ying was still there, he treated everyone in the house equally, she and Huo Qingyun had heard and seen since they were children, and they never criticized the people around them.

Now the back kitchen has long been re-covered, much larger than before, and the unfamiliar faces inside are all like facing a great enemy, each performing its own duties and busy together.

Seeing the changes in the villa now, Huo Qingxin couldn't help but feel even more dull in her heart, and there was no trace of her previous residence in this place.

After shaking around, looking at the heavy rain outside, she found an umbrella and walked alone in the direction of the backyard that she had unintentionally passed by last night.

She has been thinking today that if the pregnant concubine gives birth to a child, this is the heir of the Huo family, she is the aunt of the child, or maybe after Huo Qingyun has a child, her heart will change.

Everything will go back to the past ...