Chapter 36: The Fourth Master discovers that Fu Jin is a little fox

Only Chu Xian observed quietly.

Song's shoulders trembled with fright: "Please be gracious and spare the slave and maid this time." ”

Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Chu Xian crying: "Ask for blessing and mercy, for the sake of the slaves and maids who have served respectfully these days, spare the slaves and maids this time." ”

Respectfully?

If this Song family really respects her in their hearts, they will proudly move into the luxurious study room she arranged, and give orders in the courtyard of Chang Fujin?

If she was really respectful, would she dress up in such a fancy way in the middle of the night and come to her room to seduce the fourth master?

Chu Xian had an extremely kind smile on her face: "It's really distressing to see you like this, I'll let someone send you a few more bottles of medicinal wine later." ”

Song cried even more, how could this little Fujin wake up and seem to be a different person? Is this still the stupid Fujin who stupidly asked her to move into the study to work?

Except for speaking directly, there seems to be little in common.

The Song family regretted that they had looked down on Chu Xian before.

The fourth master raised his eyebrows slightly, and found that his little Fujin sometimes had a very poisonous mouth. However, her thorny appearance was not annoying at all, but felt like a little fox.

The fourth master lightly buckled the small table, and raised his voice to order: "Su Peisheng." ”

Su Peisheng, who was guarding the door, hurriedly came in with his hands down.

"Fujin has not been in good health recently, Song is respectful, and he invites himself to pray for Fujin day and night, as little as three months and more than half a year, you go and arrange it. Don't bother her if there's nothing to do. ”

After that, he glanced at the Song family: "I believe that you are sincere and will do a good job." ”

Song lay on the ground and whimpered and replied: "The slave must do her best." In a word, it is equivalent to confinement of her.

"Let's go down." The fourth master picked up the teacup and suddenly frowned again.

"Su Peisheng, explain it, the Song family's heart of praying for Fujin is sincere and sincere, and there is no need for charcoal fire."

When Song heard this, he almost fell.

in the bedroom

Chu Xian was a little uncomfortable by the fourth master, twisted her body and got into the quilt to cover half of her smiling face: "Fourth master, why do you always look at me so viciously, it's scary." ”

The fourth master walked to the edge of the bed with his hands behind his back and sat down, and pulled off the quilt a little to reveal his thin little face: "Scary? I was jealous and scheming in front of my lord, but I didn't see that you were afraid. Now that you know you're scared? ”

His eyebrows moved slightly, this little Fujin was playing very slippery.

The Song family came to intercede for the palace maid beside her, Chu Xian didn't ask anything, just looked at her knees, and blocked all the retreats of the Song family.

I used to hear that the old girl of the Ulanala family was a well-behaved daughter, but she didn't want to marry her back only to find out that she was a little fox.

A few days ago, he decorated the study and let the Song family live in it, he thought she was just tossing.

Now it seems that it is simply a set for Song's drill.

Kill first and then draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, the Song family has no power to parry at all.

The fourth master's eyebrows frowned slightly, are the women of the Wulanala family so scheming?

"You have a good rest, you will go back to the study first." The fourth master got up to leave.

Chu Xian hurriedly grabbed the fourth master's sleeve, revealing her unkempt little head from the quilt: "Won't the master stay today?" ”

Don't go! If she can't complete the mission, she will have to reduce her life!

It's just the first step to get rid of the Song clan now......

The fourth master's heart moved slightly, and he always felt itchy on his fingertips.

That little Fujin still hooked him softly.