Bai Xiao saw that Bai Qishao was drunk and his eyes were hazy, obviously he was almost drunk, so he got up and said, "Seventh brother, it's not too early, my brother will leave today, and my brother will rest well." ”

Bai Qishao's whole body was very hot, so he wanted to vent quickly, so naturally he didn't leave him.

Bai Qishao shouted outside the door: "Whoever is that, call that person to come in and serve." ”

As soon as the words fell, the maid who had poured wine for Bai Qishao before walked in with a small smile on her face.

In such a big winter, she only wore a thin water-red gauze on her body, and the two big pieces of white flesh on her chest were about to come out...

Bai Qishao pulled her into his arms as if no one was around, and the two couldn't wait to bite together.

Bai Xiao hurriedly retreated, and before he could get out of the yard, he heard the man's heavy panting and the woman's pretentious moaning from inside...

"Heh~Seventh Brother~"

Bai Xiao lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, this is the son who crawled out of the belly of the eldest lady, this kind of fool is also worthy of being the concubine of the Bai family?!

But it just so happens that if he wasn't stupid, how could his wish come true!

The night, deep as ink, Bai Xiao exhaled a deep breath, the cold wind of winter, instead of making him feel cold, blew his heart surging like fire.

Bai Qishao is just a stepping stone for him, and the future is still long...

Early the next morning, West Kowloon Courtyard.

Qiuyue: "Huh? Isn't this the daffodil that Miss Eight sent yesterday? Who put it in the yard, what if the flowers are frozen to death! Won't Miss be angry? ”

The Holy Son paced out of the house and said coldly, "No! ”

Qiu Yue hurriedly saluted the Holy Son: "Little young master, morning." ”

The Son's left index finger made a silent gesture on his lips: "Be quiet." ”

A few people immediately realized that this was the young lady who hadn't gotten up yet, and the little master was afraid that they would wake up the young lady.

The Holy Son pointed to Qiuyue and said softly, "Take it to the storeroom, be careful not to let others see it." ”

Qiu Yue didn't know why, but she still obediently took the withered daffodils to the storehouse according to the great instructions of the Holy Son.

When Qiu Yue returned, the Holy Son called the four of them to the study, and the four of them were keenly aware of what might have happened that they didn't know about, and it was definitely not a good thing.

The Holy Son said solemnly: "Listen to what I say next. ”

The four of them nodded in unison, staring at the imposing little master in front of them for a moment, obviously only a little big, but they never dared to treat him as a child.

The Holy Son said calmly: "That pot of daffodils just now was poisoned. ”

The eyes of the four of them widened instantly, and many big question marks suddenly rose in their hearts?

Erotic poison?

Didn't that pot of daffodils be sent by Miss Eight last night?

Could it be that Miss Eight wants to harm Miss?

Is Miss alright???

Of course, the Holy Son knew what they were thinking, but instead of answering their doubts, he asked, "Who do you think caused this poison?" ”

Qiu Yue said angrily: "It must be the eldest lady, the eldest lady has never wanted our young lady to be good." ”

Chun Ying shook her head and said, "I don't think it's the eldest lady, the eldest lady is busy this time, and tomorrow night is the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, the eldest lady will not want to go wrong at this time." ”

Qiu Yue said: "That's the Seventh Young Master, our young lady has good talent and strong strength, and the Seventh Young Master can't compare to the Seventh Young Master, so he wants to come to the dark." ”

The Holy Son said again: "The flower was brought by Bai Xinhui, don't you doubt her?" ”