"No~" Hearing this, he quickly shook his head and denied it.

In order not to let the other party see through the little bit of caution in his heart, after denying it, Ye Jiu quickly restrained the deep thought on his face, cut to the point, and looked up at the man in purple.

The tone was serious, and he asked a little knowingly, word by word: "Pavilion Master, that woman tonight is the eldest lady of the General's Mansion?" ”

"Haven't you already followed this seat all the way, and you haven't figured out your identity yet?" Hearing this, the man in purple glanced at him and did not answer directly, but asked softly.

Also, Ye Jiu, who has followed all the way, has actually seen with his own eyes that his pavilion master sent the woman back to the General's Mansion, and looking at the pace of the familiar road, it is obvious that he has been there many times, and the two may have a deep personal relationship.

It's just that there are still a lot of doubts in my heart, so I can't help but want to do more, ask again, listen to the answer with my own ears, and feel more at ease.

Shaking his head silently again, he said with great seriousness and honesty.

"Ye Jiu is just a little unsure, how can the pavilion master be interested in this eldest lady of the General's Mansion, and that day, Ye Xiaoke came back to pass the word, but it came from the mouth of the pavilion master?"

"It's this seat, since you have come in person, then you don't need to go back to the ink pavilion in person, and the night nine will listen to the order."

The pitch is very low, but it is like thunder, and it is impossible to resist. Outsiders only know the mystery of the Ink Pavilion, but they don't know that at the same time, there is a strict hierarchy inside, and the pavilion master gives an order, and he dare not obey.

In addition to the coercion highlighted by the pavilion master himself, it is more of a natural momentum, allowing the people below to surrender independently.

The man in purple suddenly became serious, majestic and instantaneous, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, Ye Jiu's originally upright body, knelt down directly on one knee, respectful and reverent, as if every word the other party said was a holy decree, bowing his head and quietly waiting for the dispatch.

"From now on, Mu Xiqing is the person of this seat, and the Killer Pavilion must not offend her in any way, if anyone else wants to attack her in the name of the Killer Pavilion, no matter who it is, kill her!"

The last four words, ruthless and resolute, with the domineering spirit of a king, shocked Ye Jiu's heart.

Is this serious? There was a strange light in his eyes.

Between raising his eyes, he retracted everything and responded solemnly: "Yes, Yejiu received the order." ”

The moment he stood up, thinking of the woman who said lightly that day that she wanted to do business with herself, Ye Jiu secretly thought in her heart whether she would go back and promised her.

……

The next morning, Yiliuyuan was breezy.

"Miss, get up~" Qiu He held a basin of water in his hand, and softly pushed the door while whispering to the people in the house.

However, pushing open the door, in an instant, I saw that the person who was supposed to be lying on the bed had tumbled to the ground at some point.

The yellowed quilt is used as a mattress on one side, and it is pressed under the body, and a slender jade leg lies across the quilt, but someone's head cannot be seen.

Such a sleeping position does not resemble Mu Xiqing's style in the past, such a picture, looking at it, made Qiu He stunned for a long time.

After reacting, he quickly put the basin in his hand on the side shelf, hurriedly ran towards the figure lying on the ground, and exclaimed: "Miss! ”

As if hearing the call, a jade hand slowly poked out of the quilt coldly, and then lifted a corner of the quilt with his head covered, faced the light, and reached out to rub his sleepy eyes twice.

Only then did he see the face in front of him, who was not Qiu He, a yawn came up, reached out to cover his mouth, and then raised his eyes to look at her, with a hint of sleepiness in his voice: "Qiu He, I didn't tell you, don't disturb people's dreams early in the morning?" ”

"Miss, don't you remember?" Seeing Mu Xiqing, Qiu He blinked his eyes, as if he thought for a while before he replied.

"Qiu He completely does what Miss says, you can't blame me." The slightest grievance.

"What? Make it clear. Seeing Qiu He's serious answer, Mu Xiqing was stunned and said slowly.

Stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, secretly thinking to himself: "Did I forget something?" ”

"Uh, miss, you get up first." Seeing Mu Xiqing who was still lying on the ground, Qiu He stretched out his hand and bent down to help her.

Qiu He's words fell, someone suddenly sobered up, looked at her, half-wrapped in the quilt, there was no one in this posture.

Sit up, staring straight at the empty bed, and the shoes in front of the bed, one lying at the head of the bed, and the other at the end of the bed.

Then he looked down at himself on the ground again, and his mind was suddenly clear, but he was a little confused, such as how could she, who had always slept well, fall to the ground. The clothes on my body are a little familiar, but I don't remember when I wore them.

In my mind, a flock of crows flew by quickly, chasing the reason, and I couldn't figure it out.

"How could I sleep on the ground?" asked in a daze, as if he was asking Qiu He, and as if he was asking himself.

"......" Qiu He was stunned for a moment, and did not answer Mu Xiqing's question.

Actually, Qiu He really wants to say, I'm a young lady, you are sleeping, and Qiu He is not waiting by his side, how can I know.

But seeing that Mu Xiqing seemed to be still intoxicated with her own thoughts, she couldn't extricate herself, and tentatively gave a result, Qiu He said: "It may be that Miss was drunk last night, lost her balance, and fell out of bed." ”

This is the only possibility that Qiu He can think of.

Hearing this, Mu Xiqing was stunned again, then lifted the quilt on the ground, climbed up, and suddenly felt dizzy again, there was an answer clearly presented in his mind, he shook his head twice, and quickly asked, "Am I drunk?" ”

"What's going on?"

"Well, it's not! It seems that Miss really doesn't remember, in fact, this is what Qiu He wanted to say to Miss just now~"

Quickly picked up the quilt on the ground, and saw that Mu Xiqing had turned his back and started to change clothes, Qiu He continued: "Miss, do you remember when we came back from Zuixiang Building yesterday?" ”

"Yes." Nodding slightly, Mu Xiqing remembered the events at that time very clearly.

borrowed the light of the Han King, and inexplicably earned 10,000 taels of silver, how could this be forgotten.

"And what about when you get back?" Qiu He continued to ask with a tentative look.

"I asked you to get me some osmanthus stuffed back, I remember, to the point." Seeing that Qiu He was stunned by his words, Mu Xiqing went straight to the point, explained a little, and said to her: "I want to know, when I am drunk, have I done anything, such as crying ghosts and gods that are earth-shattering?" ”

Mu Xiqing asked with some uncertainty, she actually knew what Qiu He wanted to say before.

It's just that Mu Xiqing is not sure if she will do anything out of the ordinary when she is drunk like she did in the 21st century.

What you are not sure about has always been the most headache, because you never know what unpredictable things will happen in the next second, but you can only bear the consequences, because the original cause was also planted by yourself.

Not really! At this time, Mu Xiqing didn't know yet, because of last night's toss, someone had already remembered it......

And now, after Qiu He's slight reminder, the situation after returning from Zuixianglou yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind.

As soon as I stepped into the Yiliu Temple, I remembered the glass of wine that Emperor Wuxian had given to me at that time.

Mu Xi's deep eyes flashed, and then he made a decision, and ordered Qiu He behind him: "Qiu He go and help Miss Ben do something." ”

Seeing the pot of osmanthus brew on the table, Qiu He was faintly surprised, and looked at Mu Xiqing: "Miss, are you going to borrow wine to drown your sorrows?" ”

Before Mu Xiqing could answer, Qiu He comforted himself again: "If there is anything you can't think of, Miss can tell Qiu He, although you can't share it for Miss, but it's better to say it than to hold it in your heart." ”

"As the saying goes, the water is more flowing when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow is more sorrowful through wine."