Xia Qingyu's eyes were full of tears, in her memory, she had never seen such a beautiful her since she was sensible, and more often than not, she was always so lonely and frustrated, even if she smiled, she was also sad.

When Xia Qingyu was trapped in a heavy melancholy and couldn't extricate herself, she suddenly felt that her clothes were being pulled hard, and then she suddenly came back to her senses, and it was the little fox who pulled the corner of her clothes.

Xia Qingyu took the scroll with him, and when he walked to the window, he glanced at the messy paintings on the ground again, and walked back. Xiao Liuli was overjoyed and thought that she was going to clean up and avoid all kinds of troubles in the future, but she was stunned to see her tearing the paintings on the ground in half with a gloomy face.

That's not all, I saw Xia Qingyu take out the fire fold from his arms and light the unburned candle of the book on the painting bookshelf on the ground, took the candle and poured all the wax oil on the wooden box locked with the portrait of the beauty, and it was another fire.

After doing all this, she jumped out of the window with Xiao Liuli, carefully and quickly returned to the yard all the way, took off her coat and wrapped the beauty painting, and then took off the ashes of the demon grandfather from her waist and buried them under a pear tree in the yard with the painting.

It wasn't until Red Sleeves ran in in a panic and shook her awake that Xia Qingyu woke up and asked sleepily, "Red Sleeves, what's wrong?"

"Ye Gongzi is on fire, hurry up and run." Red Sleeves said with horror.

"Gone off?"

"Hmm," Redsleeves nodded violently.

"I see. Then you go quickly. ”

"Uh, what about Ye Gongzi?" Red Sleeves said incomprehensibly.

"I'll sleep again." Xia Qingyu yawned heavily and said in a thick nasal voice, while pulling the quilt and lying down again, looking really sleepy.

Red Sleeves looked at her in disbelief, and hurriedly reached out to pull him, "Ye Gongzi, you can't sleep, get up quickly, you will be burned to death." ”

Xia Qingyu impatiently reached out and pushed her away, pulled up the quilt and hid in the whole person, and continued to fall asleep.

Red Sleeves was about to cry when she saw her so anxious, she was worried that the fire would burn, thinking that Su Riye Gongzi treated him well and couldn't leave him alone, so she could only helplessly turn around in the room, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

From time to time, Redsleeves ran out of the door to check on the outside, praying that it wouldn't burn over. I heard that the fire spread from the old man's study, which is a little far away, which makes Red Sleeves feel a little more at ease.

Outside, the lights were bright, the people were buzzing, and I saw rows of housekeepers hurrying past the door carrying buckets of water. Red Sleeves grabbed one of the family members and asked about the fire, and the man replied: "Don't worry, girl, the fire only burned the master's study and the two or three houses next to it, and now it has been extinguished, and it will not burn again."

Hearing this, Red Sleeves really fell to the ground with a heart that was hanging on the edge of the cliff, and after thanking him, he turned around and went back to his room to rest. After such a life-and-death struggle, Red Sleeves was also a little tired and couldn't hold on, and the moment he relaxed, the whole person almost collapsed directly on the ground.

Xia Qingyu knew that Master Xia's study was separated from most of the courtyard, and there were many Xia Mansion guards on duty at night, so he would not burn it down, so he dared to sleep with confidence. But the fire frightened the timid Red Sleeves a lot, and his face was still pale until he got up in the morning.

Xia Qingyu saw that her face was wrong and she looked weak, guessing that she caught a cold at night because of the fire, so she promised not to run around so that she could rest in peace.

Xia Qingyu went to the place where the painting shaft was buried last night in the courtyard to inspect it, covered it with some old soil with his feet, and picked up some fallen flowers to sprinkle it, before he was completely relieved.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside the door, so he turned out, and when he looked, he saw a group of people surrounding Dr. Hu hurriedly passing by the door, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the person behind him and asked what was wrong.

The man hurriedly replied: "Because of the fire in the study last night, Master Xia was so angry that he vomited blood, causing the old disease to recur and fell ill, and today he vomited a large pool of blood." , while following the group of people at a rapid pace.

Xia Qingyu watched the group of people leave, then leaned against the door frame with his hands on his chest and thought thoughtfully: "Isn't it just a painting, it is still worthy of his attention?" Isn't a person as good as a painting? If you have today, why bother in the first place? Thinking of this, he smiled coldly and said, "Don't die, then it's boring, it's just the beginning."

Because of Master Xia's illness, Concubine Li was extremely angry and ordered Zhang Baochong, the lord of the palace, to investigate the matter thoroughly. That Zhang Baochong was born short, but black and fat, like a pile of meat piled up on the bones, loose and saggy, but he loves to learn to be a merry boy and a gentleman, and he thinks that he is a graceful jade tree in the wind.

But in recent days, Zhang Baochong was named by Concubine Li because of his ineffective work, and mentioning Xia Mansion was a scolding. Zhang Baochong was scolded so black-headed and black-faced, he didn't dare to come out. Zhang Baochong came out of the Xia Mansion angrily, and when he came out of the Xia Mansion with a big pie face, his whole body was shaking for a while, and when he hurriedly got into the sedan chair, he knocked on his forehead again, such a funny and ridiculous appearance, he saw that the guards at the door and the attendants hung their heads and wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare, so they had to hold back.

Zhang Baochong covered his forehead and was hit with a big bag, and spat at the nearest sedan chair man standing beside him, and vented his anger on him, lifted the fan in his hand, and beat him violently.

In order to appease the anger of Concubine Li, Zhang Baochong sold the porcelain of Master Xia, who had served in Xia Mansion and later stole Lord Xia's porcelain because of gambling.

Concubine Li Guifei saw that this person really looked like a roe deer, and the evidence of the motive for the crime was conclusive, so she believed it and ordered Ling Chi to be executed. I heard that the criminal had shouted several times before he died, but he was still brutally executed.

Red Sleeves told Xia Qingyu about the arson case in Xia Mansion one by one from the people in the back kitchen. Xia Qingyu listened, just smiled faintly, didn't say anything, and thought: This Li Guifei looks very shrewd, but she didn't think that she was also a fool.

Xia Qingyu asked Red Sleeves about Master Xia's condition, and Red Sleeves only cared about him when she was rewarded by Master Xia last time, so she said: "Master Ye, it's rare that you have a heart, Master Xia was really sick a few days ago, and the whole person was like a dead person, and even Dr. Hu said that there was no way." Later, I heard that the current saint heard about it, and ordered the concubine to stay for a few more days to take care of her, and sent the four best imperial doctors in the palace to bring precious medicinal materials to hurry up day and night, and rushed back from the hands of Lord Xia. Now that your body is slowly improving, Ye Gongzi, you don't have to worry about Master Xia's illness. ”

Xia Qingyu smiled in her heart: "I'm really not worried, but I don't want him to die now." It seems that the painting was burned, and it hit him hard. Even so, he said, "Then I'll be relieved." But for the sake of my mother's treatment of me so well, and he is the father of the concubine Niangniang, should I go to visit Master Xia? ”

"This?" Red Sleeves hesitated, Concubine Li said to let her take a good look at Ye Gongzi and not let him run around.

"What? Can't you? When the red sleeves asked, he had no choice but to reply to Ye Gongzi sneeringly: "I want to ask the concubine first." "Well, then there you go." Redsleeves went down.