He asked in a low voice: "Is Chabaev in the room with the little girl he brought back?" ”

The servant said: "Master, this is strange, the girl is sitting on the roof, and the young master is alone in the room......"

Viscount Trott was taken aback and said, "Is something happening to Chabaev?" ”

The servant said: "But I listened to the young master, it doesn't look like something happened." ”

Viscount Trott pondered for a moment, but said, "I have to go and see for myself." After speaking, he turned his head and walked up to Andrei, and said with a smile: "Chabaev may be a little uncomfortable, Andrei, don't mind if I go, just come." ”

Andrei was actually wondering what Chabaev was doing now, whether he was locking Destena in the room and bullying him, so he pretended to be concerned and said, "Oh? Is he uncomfortable? Viscount, allow me to visit him. ”

"Uh, that's fine." Viscount Trott replied. He thought that since the little girl was not in the room, Chabaev should not be doing anything ugly.

The host and the guest immediately went to Chabaev's room together, but as soon as they came out of the living room, they heard the intermittent sound of the harp coming from overhead, but the sound of the harp was difficult and could not be sounded, and it seemed that the player was not good at it.

Viscount Trott smiled awkwardly.

There are a lot of female slaves in the house, and there are not a few who can play the harp, but there are no people who can go to the roof to play the harp, especially if they play so badly, their housekeeper in the house will never allow this kind of movement when there are guests, and there is no reason to make the master's family embarrassed.

So, Trott guessed that it might be the little girl Chabaev had brought back who was stroking the harp in Chabaev's room.

Viscount Trott unconsciously quickened his pace, and was just about to knock at the door of Chabayev's room, when the sound of the piano overhead became coherent, and a very poignant and mournful melody was played.

The truth was indeed as Viscount Trotter had expected. The little girl Chabaev brought back, Ye Xinlu, sat bored on the roof, so she fiddled with the harp she saw for the first time. However, after fiddling with it a few times, she found that this thing is actually similar to the principle of the guqin, as long as she finds the right timbre, she can play the music quickly.

She played a very classic old English song "Scarborough Market", played two lines and sang softly.

Trott and André were fascinated by the sound of the song. When the song stopped, Trott remembered to knock on the door.

After knocking for a long time, Chabaev didn't come to open the door, but yelled outside twice: "Don't knock, I'll go out when I'm done." ”

Trot's face was unusually ugly, and when he knocked on the door just now, he had already told Chabaev that Andrei was outside. But Chabayev actually said this, which is really rude.

"Heh, I'm smiling you." Trott had to apologize in embarrassment.

Andrei had to smile as well. He wondered, listening to the singing just now, he could know that Testenna was definitely not in the room, but playing the piano and singing on the roof, so what was Chabaev doing in the room himself? Listening to his voice, it didn't look like he was sick.

Trott probably had an idea with him, and shouted into the room: "Chabaev, if you don't open the door again, I'll let people bang on the door and go in." ”

As soon as these words fell, there was a bang in the room, as if something had fallen to the ground, followed by Chabaev's groans of pain.

Worried and curious, Trott hurriedly called the servant to knock the door open, only to see Chabaev tied to the chair with his backhand, and he fell to the ground with the chair.

"Chabaev!" Trott exclaimed.

Andrei was also shocked.

The servants hurriedly stepped forward to help Chabaev up and untie the ropes that bound him. He looked embarrassed and had a complicated expression.

"What the hell is going on?" Trott asked urgently.

Chabaev hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just ...... I'm making a game with my friends, haha! ”

Seeing that there was something hidden in his words, Trott guessed that he was lying, and asked, "What about the little girl you brought back?" Didn't you lock her in your room with you when you came back? ”

Probably stunned by the way his son was tied to a chair just now, he didn't notice the look Chabaev threw at him repeatedly.

After he finished speaking, he found that Chabaev's expression was wrong, and he couldn't help but look at Andrei with Chabaev's eyes, a little dazed.

Andrei laughed and said, "Chabaev, the little girl you brought back is Testena, the Viscount and I have heard her singing outside just now." ”

Chabaev was embarrassed for a moment, but quickly said confidently: "She is not your slave girl now." ”

Andrey: "So you tricked her into coming to your house?" ”

Chabaev: "I didn't lie to her, she was willing to come back with me." ”

Andre said: "She doesn't know what she will face when she comes back with you. ”

Chabaev sneered and said, "Andrey, she doesn't know what she will face when she comes back with me." She knew very well in her heart that she was still willing to come back with me. She already has nothing to do with your Ivanov estate, what are you running here for? I don't think she'll go back with you. Scold. ”

"Chabaev," said Trot, angrily, "it turns out that the little girl you brought back is a slave girl from Andrei's house, and hurry up and return her to others." ”

Chabaev: "She is no longer Andrei's slave girl. ”

Trotter: "Then it's not your turn to take care of other people's affairs, hurry up and hand over that little girl to Andre." "He didn't want to fall out with Andre over a slave girl.

Chabaev choked on his words, and then said: "I don't know where she is now." ”

"On the roof," said Trotter, and when he saw where the slave girl was staying, he knew that it was not a good bird, and that the lady would climb up to the roof? "Someone, go and take that slave girl and give it to Andrei."

Chabaev said urgently: "Father ......"

Trott interrupted him: "If you dare to say more, I will send you to the North Caucasus for military service." ”

Chabaev was startled and quickly closed his mouth.

Standing where they were, they could clearly see the window, outside which the servants were falling from the roof, and the cries and screams of the servants one after another.

The faces of the three masters in the room couldn't help but become extremely weird: what the hell is going on?

Trott frowned, and finally walked to the window, stretched his neck and tried to look up at the roof, but a servant fell from the roof, but fortunately his neck shrank fast enough, otherwise he would have been hit by the servant.

He watched as the other two young men in the room were silent for a moment, and then suddenly walked outside in a rage.

Andrei and Chabaev followed.