Zhou Xuanqing took a long breath, pretended to smile at Mo Huaigu easily, and then straightened his sleeves and clothes, stepped forward and said, "Coincidentally, is Hou Ye here?" ”

After speaking, he walked into the hall.

Mo Huaigu followed the footsteps and glanced at her suspiciously: "Wasn't you captured by the Demon Monarch?

The spotted cat in Mo Huaigu's arms drooped its head, flicked its tail, and looked at her strangely.

Zhou Xuanqing sighed in his heart, and said as he walked: "Hey, speaking of the day before yesterday, it was really a blood mold! That demon monarch took advantage of my unpreparedness and took me to a cliff where no one is inhabited......

She and Mo Huaigu walked into the hall, only to see the main family and the guests sitting around a table, and there were still a few empty seats on the side of the marquis.

At a glance, Liu Yanshu's identity is unknown, but he is well-dressed and looks noble, and he is even more first-class. When others saw that Governor Yang was speaking respectfully to him, although he was smiling with peach eyes, he was not polite at all. People who don't know each other naturally don't dare to be uninteresting, so they simply stay away.

Liu Yanshu felt that there was no noise around him, and he was very quiet and comfortable. He turned around with a celadon tea cup in his hand, his expression was a little dazed, and he didn't know what he was pondering.

The tall Lu Shiyi held the frost sword of the Hou Ye, swept it out at will, and saw the two who came over. He glared at Zhou Xuanqing in surprise: "Master Hou, it's Aunt Dao!"

Liu Yanshu raised his head when he heard this, pursed his lips, and blocked his throat when he wanted to say something, his chest breathed slightly hot, and his fingers moved and put them in his sleeves.

Zhou Xuanqing approached and hugged his fists and said, "I've seen Master Hou." Master Hou has slept well in the past two days? ”

She dared to put gold on her face.

"How could Ben Hou be bad? When did I miss you?" Liu Yanshu propped his head in his hand, half joking and half serious. Although his expression was relaxed and casual, he had actually swept Zhou Xuanqing up and down.

There were no injuries. Is this good or bad?

His eyes faded into deep study, and he said slowly: "Didn't you go with the Demon Monarch, what are you doing when you come back?"

Zhou Xuanqing heard that his words had some yin and yang tones, and he couldn't understand what he was angry about. She raised her volume, and Zhengse defended herself: "What's the matter, everyone saw clearly that day, Xiaodao was held hostage by the demon king." ”

After speaking, she also winked at Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi, hoping that they would kindly agree.

After the two demons lost their self-seeking eyes, they turned their faces and remained silent.

"Really Ben Hou can't see it?" Liu Yanshu said in a heavier tone and put the teacup on the table. The tea swayed, rippled with water, and blurred someone's heart.

Zhou Xuanqing's throat tightened, knowing that it was not easy to hide from Hou Ye. She simply sat down and made a cup of tea for herself, swallowed a sip of water, and pretended to be angry: "Master Hou, don't you know, after Xiaodao was taken away by the demon monarch, it was really difficult to speak. He took me to a mountain where there was a fairy mountain god...... There are a lot of dead people under the cliff......"

She picked up some unimportant things and pieced them together, stealing Liu Yanshu's expression from time to time.

- If Hou Ye doesn't believe it anymore, he has no choice but to withdraw first.

Just when she was sitting on pins and needles, intending to smear oil on the soles of her feet and slip away, Liu Yanshu's eyelids lifted and swept over with sharp eyes.

Zhou Xuanqing was immediately silenced and didn't dare to make it up again.

Liu Yanshu nodded: "You mean, he also took you down to the bottom of the cliff?"

This Hou Ye is also a card that does not follow common sense, and he picked the wrong point in that paragraph, right?

Zhou Xuanqing replied with a well-behaved face: "Yes." ”

Liu Yanshu didn't seem to want to ask more, and the two rarely had a tacit understanding to spare this topic.

"Then why did you come to the Yang family?"

"The trail will come down from the mountain and look for you. All the way to the gate of Lin'an Mansion, I heard some people say that Yang Zhifu's family is happy today, and I want to try my luck. ”

Liu Yanshu saw that Zhou Xuanqing didn't spit out all the truth, but she had already returned, and she was still a little happy in her heart. It's as if the empty place is stuffed again.

At this time, the voices of people were even louder, and there was a lot of noise. Because Governor Yang stepped in. He sat down in the high hall, looking proud, smiling and brushing his beard, remembering that the Hou Ye was still there, his face was ugly for a moment, and he got up again nervously - but seeing Liu Yanshu's fingers moving slightly, he had to sit back on the chair steadily.

Huang Shan, the son-in-law of the Yang family, greeted his relatives and friends inside and outside the hall one by one, and exchanged a few polite greetings.

"The auspicious time is coming, go and invite Miss!" the steward looked at the hourglass and urged Xi Po to hurry to Miss Yang's boudoir.

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The boudoir was lit with a dim candle flame, swaying by the wind blowing in from the window, and suddenly it went black, accompanied by the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Miss Yang was covered with a hippoa, and her eyelids kept fighting. Last night, she tossed and turned all night, full of longing for the rest of her life, and now she is a little sleepy. Earlier, she was faintly nervous, and the people around her comforted her because on the big day, there was an unusual movement in the house at the moment, and she felt that something was very wrong.

She straightened up, stretched out her hand and lifted the corner of Xipa to look around, her vision was unclear, and there seemed to be a shadow in the dark place on the ground.

"Xiaoju?" Seeing that no one in the house responded, Miss Yang was scared. I was about to get up and leave, but as soon as I took a step, I was surprised that something on the ground brushed my calf, and it was cold through the fabric.

"Oops! something!" Miss Yang retracted her foot, and jumped onto the bed in horror. Because of the tension all over his body, Xipa slipped off the top of his head and didn't know it. She clung to the rails of the bed and ducked into it.

"What are you afraid of, little beauty?" the tone was light and rude, like a prodigal son.

"You, who are you, a human or a ghost?" Miss Yang's voice trembled, and she trembled with tears.

"Xiao Wang is not a human or a ghost. The dark shadow moved silently from the darkness, and when it reached the bedside, a long and straight figure appeared.

It was the peacock spirit Tang Sanfeng who came in stealthily.

"Don't be afraid, little beauty, Xiao Wang looks more handsome than your husband. Or do you get it from me?"

The candlelight was rekindled, and Miss Yang saw a feminine and handsome face in front of her, and her breathing stagnated slightly.

Half frightened, half shocked.

It's really better than Fujun. "Who are I, who are you, and why are you in my room? If you want to do evil, I'm going to call someone! You know that my father is the prefect!"

Although Miss Yang was a little dazzled by Tang Sanfeng, she was not so confused. She pretended to be calm and looked directly at Tang Sanfeng, still afraid to death in her heart.

Tang Sanfeng was a little surprised, he thought that he was just a delicate lady, timid as a mouse, but he still had some guts.

"Xiao Wang is the god of the mountain, and I came to tell you that this pro should not be. Your husband is not a good match. ”