"Rong'er slept?" Old Taijun Bai sat outside, looked at Mrs. Chen, who was busy, and asked.

The secret room under the west courtyard already has Bai Lao Taijun's house, Zhu Rong's brothers and sisters always feel scared when they live underground when they are young, and sometimes they will make a lot of noise to go out, and at this time Bai Lao Taijun will come down at night to sleep with them for a few nights.

However, as they grew older, the two siblings got used to the underground life and rarely cried, so the house was empty, and Mrs. Chen was busy cleaning up the dusty bed.

"Not yet," Mrs. Chen's subordinates were busy, but the smile on her face couldn't stop stopping, and she said happily while dusting off the ashes, "When I just went to see it, the eldest young master was still talking to Miss Nine about his feat during the day. ”

"Really?" The corners of Mrs. Bai's mouth also showed a smile, "The first time he saw the outside, it looked very fresh," After speaking, the smile on Mrs. Bai's face became sad again, "Over the years, it has really hurt this child." ”

"Yes," Mrs. Chen saw Mrs. Bai's guilty look, put down the work in her hand and walked over, remembering the days before the eldest young master and the sixth lady, Mrs. Chen's eyes were also filled with tears, and then she lifted her apron and wiped her tears, "Old lady, everything has passed, and now we have to be happy." ”

"You're right," the guilt in Old Lady Bai's eyes flashed away, and she stood up, "Let's look forward together, the good days of Brother Rong and the six girls are still ahead." ”

After speaking, she looked at Mrs. Chen, "Did the six girls send someone to inform them?" ”

Not long after Zhu Yue started the turmoil in the mansion, he was sent to Beizhuang by Old Taijun Bai.

Mrs. Chen nodded, "It's been sent early, and the sixth lady is safe and sound, and she is very happy to hear that the house is fine, and she is going to come back." ”

Old Lady Bai nodded with satisfaction, "That's good, the six girls can be regarded as having escaped a catastrophe," the old man sighed, "If Brother Rong had been as obedient as she had been to Beizhuang at that time, she would not have encountered those bad things in the future." ”

"The eldest young master is a master after all," Mrs. Chen persuaded, "It's not good to be blindly afraid of things, and not going to Beizhuang to avoid trouble this time also proves that the eldest young master is a brave and resourceful person." ”

Mrs. Chen puffed out her chest proudly, "Old lady, didn't you see how calm and smart the eldest young master was when that group of outlaws came up. ”

"Really?" Old Taijun Bai squinted and laughed, "This is like his Lao Tzu, Hao'er was also a bold when he was a child, and he dared to go to the battlefield with his father when he was a teenager." ”

The master and servant laughed together.

But thinking of the picture he saw before and Wei Yong's previous report, the smile on Old Taijun Bai's face faded.

"But ......," the old man sighed.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Mrs. Chen asked.

"There is courage, but I'm afraid it's not purely because of the courage to stay here." Old Lady Bai said faintly.

"Huh?" Mrs. Chen stopped what she was doing and looked at Mrs. Bai.

Old lady Bai looked at Zhu Rong's room, and a young man's happy laughter came out.

The laughter was as crisp as a spring, and you could tell how happy the speaker was now.

"Nine girls are still sleeping in Brother Rong's room tonight? Why don't you arrange to sleep in the room of the six girls? She asked.

"This, it was ordered by the eldest young master, saying that the sixth girl has never liked others to sleep in her bed, so let the old slave change the bed and a new mattress for him, and said that Miss Nine would be temporarily placed in his room, anyway, there is a bed behind the blue gauze cabinet in his room." Mrs. Chen hesitated and said, "The eldest young master said that Miss Nine had a lot of physical wear and tear in order to save her, and he could take care of her in one room." ”

"Really?" Old Lady Bai narrowed her eyes, "Brother Rong has grown up." ”

The old man sighed.

"The eldest young master and Miss Nine are cousins, so it's natural to take care of them," Mrs. Chen said as she looked at Old Taijun Bai, "and ......"

"And what?" Mrs. Bai looked at Mrs. Chen, who wanted to speak and stopped.

"Old woman, I have been following the eldest young master before, although I didn't help much, but I kept watching," Mrs. Chen paused, "Old lady, you don't know how thrilling the scene was at that time," the old woman raised her hand and gestured, "I don't know where to shoot such a thick arrow, and shoot straight at the neck of the eldest young master!" ”

"And this?" Old lady Bai looked stunned and frightened.

"Thanks to Miss Nine, standing in front of the eldest young master, she raised her bow and shot it, and she broke the fatal arrow in the sky!" Mrs. Chen said admiringly.

"At that time, even if I looked at my wife coldly, I felt moved and shocked." Mrs. Chen glanced at Old Taijun Bai and paused, "What's more, after Miss Nine rescued the eldest young master before, she lay there motionless, and the old woman looked at it at that time and almost died, Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang wanted to magnify the young master's blood, and she just smiled and drove the eldest young master out......"

With such affection, it is impossible for a hard-hearted person not to be moved.

Mrs. Chen thought silently in her heart.

"Yes." Mrs. Bai's eyes were distant and thoughtful.

"She's really different from what she used to be." Old Lady Bai said.

As the two were talking, Zhu Rong's room not far away suddenly fell silent.

The master and servant glanced at each other.

"I'm sleeping, I'll take a look." Old lady Bai moved her crutches and walked to Zhu Rong's room, stretched out her hand and gently pushed the door open.

The scene in the room came into view.

Mrs. Chen, who was following behind, widened her eyes.

The sight in front of you was warm and beautiful.

The girl slept quietly on the bed, and the unparalleled young man bent down to her, paused slightly, and then straightened up.

Zhu Rong turned his back to the two of them, so he couldn't see what he had done, and after straightening up, the young man waved his hand at the dissatisfied little girl, and walked quickly into the blue yarn cupboard.

Old Lady Bai quietly closed the door again.

"Looks like I'm going to have to keep my promise." She said lightly.

This time, Mrs. Chen's eyes widened, "Old lady, what do you mean......"

"The words have been spoken, naturally there is no reason to regret it, and when everything settles down, I will give her an explanation." Old Taijun Bai looked at the door of Zhu Rong's room and said.

……

……

This sleep was fragrant and sweet. There was no figure in the dream.

Zhu Luan woke up, looked at the familiar ceiling in front of him, and pushed the little girl who was sleeping on her feet.

"Yuying, get up, what time is it?

The little girl opened her eyes sleepily, looked at the night pearl above her head, and said in a daze, "It should still be night, let's sleep for a while, Miss." ”

"You lazy girl," Zhu Luan smiled and sat up, she should have fallen asleep last night under Zhu Rong's words, she changed her bedclothes, and looked at the clothes that were tied into a dead knot, and it looked like Yuying's handwriting.

"Ninth sister, are you up?" The voice of a young man came from the blue gauze cabinet not far away, and Zhu Luan put on his clothes on the round stool and answered.

Zhu Rong, who was neatly dressed, walked out of the blue gauze cupboard, and when he saw Zhu Luan leaning on the bed, a gentle smile appeared on the young man's face.

He held a letter in his hand, and his expression became strange again when his gaze moved to the letter in his hand.

"In the morning, Mrs. Chen brought this letter, saying that someone sent it to the concierge, and it was signed with the name of the ninth sister." Zhu Rong walked up to Zhu Luan and handed her the letter in his hand.

Zhu Luan took the letter, opened the envelope and opened it was a folded invitation, opened the invitation, and saw a wild grass "Mu" word, clear and sparse, looking at the entire front of the post, there was only this word, which was above the paper.

Zhu Rong stood aside, and when he saw this post, he couldn't help but say, "Good style!" ”

Zhu Luan flipped through the invitation, and a place name was written on the back.

Tomorrow. Twilight Tower.

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