"Knock-knock! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Wu San walked on the empty road, holding the bang in his left hand, and knocking skillfully with his right hand, and the loud voice pierced the silent night: "The weather is dry - be careful of the fire candle -"

He walked very slowly, step by step, as if waiting for something.

Soon after, in an alley not far away, a family lit an oil lamp.

Wu San hesitated when he saw it, but when he thought of the debt he owed, he quickened his pace and walked towards the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion is basically not used, and the alley at the back door is also overgrown with weeds and few people, and from time to time there will be a sound of "squirping", which looks a little creepy in the dark night.

Although Wu San was used to the night, at this moment, he felt his heart beating like thunder, and there was a cold sweat on his head: Tonight passed, whether he was dead or alive, only in this way.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but walk lightly to the brick wall to the left of the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, squatted down, pulled up a plantain, and illuminated what was buried in the soil with a lantern hanging on his wrist: Is this it?

A red purse was pulled out of the dirt by him. He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, nodded unconsciously, and then put his purse in his arms and got up to leave.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot, he kicked the plantain that had just been pulled: should this grass be disposed of?

Wu San frowned, looked around, and found that there was no figure. Suddenly, he looked at the slightly white sky, and hurriedly kicked the plantain to the side, and quickened his pace to leave.

And after he left, a figure stood up on the eaves of the back door, a red purse in his hand, and a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Gurgle-cluck-"

A rooster crowed, and the figure climbed over the high wall in a dashing manner and entered the prime minister's mansion, leaving no trace.

Soon after, the sky suddenly dawned. It was as if someone had thrown a fire into the sky, and after the night was burned out, only a faint color of blood remained.

And at this moment, Shan Ruqing is still asleep, and she doesn't know that the god of fate has quietly done something to her future-

As soon as the day dawned, Wulu got up with the sound of a rooster crowing.

The summer sun always rises early, so Wu Lu washed her face with cold water and opened the window to let the sunlight into the house.

The colorful windmill inserted on the table rotated like a waterwheel carrying sunlight, sending sunlight to all corners of the room little by little.

It's been a beautiful day.

Wulu thought, stretched, and walked out of the door and into the backyard.

Because it was still early, there was no one on the way to the backyard.

As he walked, he hummed a minor tune, and his steps were very brisk.

"Sister Wulu ......"

A crunchy sound sounded behind Wulu, who paused and turned around, still holding an empty basin in his hand.

"Xiaoji, it's you." Seeing the person clearly, Wulu relieved his heart, and smiled sweetly at the little boy in front of him, who was only fourteen years old: "It's still so early, do you have something to do with me?" ”

Xiao Ji looked at the smile on Wulu's face, and his round face was as red as an apple: "Sister Wulu, the master has something to tell you, let you go to the study." ”

"Oh?"

What is it?

Wulu pursed her lips and followed Xiao Ji without saying a word, but she was a little uneasy in her heart: Miss hasn't gotten up yet......

However, half an hour later, Wulu walked into Shan Ruqing's room with hot water.

She looked at Shan Ruqing, who was still lying on the bed, and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, just patted the bulging quilt and said, "Miss, it's time to get up." ”

"I'll sleep a little longer...... Just ...... for a moment."

Shan Ruqing's muffled voice came, which made Wulu feel a little funny: "Miss, if you don't get up again, breakfast will be cold." ”

"What?"

Shan Ruqing exclaimed, and got out of the quilt with a "pout", and ran to the dining table barefoot: Today's breakfast is meat buns and soy milk.

The Prime Minister's Mansion has always been frugal, and three meals a day are actually no different from ordinary people.

So Wulu felt very strange: why did Miss wake up and love to eat these so much? Although I didn't dislike it before, at least I wouldn't be like now, with blue eyes and drooling at food.

"Miss......"

Wulu hesitated to remind Shan Ruqing to pay attention to her image, but she didn't expect Shan Ruqing to wave at her and said, "Wulu, wash me quickly!" ”

Wulu watched Shan Ruqing staring at the two meat buns, and the hala was about to flow to the ground, and he helped his forehead with a headache: Forget it, it's all in the young lady's room anyway, let her be.

However, if she knew what kind of world Shan Ruqing came from, she might be able to understand Shan Ruqing's excitement every time she faced food: God knows, how delicious fresh food is! God knows, how blissful it is to be able to eat a hot meal!

In that icy and cold world, the only fresh food she could eat in her life was "fairy wine", and the only other things were single-flavored canned food and tasteless compressed biscuits.

Since she came into this world, she feels that she has lived in vain for the first twenty-six years. And when I think that I have to go back, I can't wait to grow an extra stomach so that I can eat more.

"Miss......"

Wulu looked at Shan Ruqing, who was satisfied with eating buns after washing, and couldn't bear to tell her what her master told him today-

"What? Don't talk about it now, I'll tell you when I'm done. ”

Shan Ruqing had already seen that Wulu had something on his mind, but seeing Wulu's worried appearance, it was definitely not a good thing, so it was better to wait until he was happy to finish breakfast.

"Miss......"

Wulu was a little anxious, because it was almost the appointed hour, and Shan Ruqing didn't know anything.

Shan Ruqing looked at Wulu and was a little anxious, so she stuffed the remaining half of the bun into her mouth, and finally sighed with satisfaction after drinking a large mouthful of soy milk: "Alas...... You say. ”

"The master said that he would give you one more girl......"

"What?"

The words of Wulu were like a chestnut that stunned Shan Ruqing

"Miss, are you up? Is it easy to go in and serve you? ”

Shan Ruqing listened to the unfamiliar voice that suddenly sounded at the door, and suddenly felt that maybe her eyes were black and she fainted better than now: Shan Lian, that guy! Sure enough, I won't let myself go!

What now? Wulu must be in the know, and even with the arrival of this silver paper, maybe Shan Lian still asked Wulu's opinion.

So, Wuhu and Shan Lian have partnered?

Thinking of this, Shan Ruqing stared at Wulu fiercely, and Wulu stared down at his toes without saying a word.

"Miss? Sister Wulu? ”

The voice at the door sounded again, Shan Ruqing looked at her disheveled self, and sneered softly: "Sister Wulu, go and open the door." ”

Aren't you going to serve me? Then let you serve well!