As everyone knows, this convulsion, in the eyes of others, is actually a pitiful appearance that has received grievances but dare not speak.

Among these people, Fengmian is also included.

He patted Xingchen on the shoulder with empathy, and then stood in a row with her, making his position of questioning clear.

The aunt looked confused, looking at the mentally retarded son in front of her, who was still a slave who was better than a monkey, and finally decided to endure it for a while, stepped forward to Feng Mian and bowed, and said softly: "Aya is wrong, I didn't mean to push you, can my cousin forgive Aya." ”

After she apologized, Feng Mian, who was still a little aggrieved and dissatisfied, turned against him almost instantly, took two steps forward, and held Aya who was in arrears, shaking her head while holding on. "I don't blame Aya, I don't blame Aya."

Seeing him like this, Xingchen was tired and supported his forehead. It seems that this person is finished.

She sighed and glanced at Feng Mian, who was also looking at him at the moment, with some entanglement in his eyes, as if he felt a little sorry for her for his instant defection.

Xingchen waved his hand very generously and asked, "Does Childe like Miss Aya?" ”

When these words fell, Feng Mian's cheeks turned red in half, his eyes were angry and shy, and he stared at the stars. With his eyes, the stars naturally understood. hurriedly answered: "It's a slave who has a lot of trouble, and I hope that the son is not strange." ”

Feng Mian's face eased slightly, resumed his usual smirk, and waved his hand at her quite tolerantly: "I don't blame you, I don't blame you, Aya pushed you just now, are you still in pain?" ”

Listening to his tone, he already looked like he regarded Aya as his own person, Xingchen was not stupid, of course he replied to his words: "It's okay, it's okay, Miss Aya should be unintentional, a little bump, just go back and wipe it with medicine." ”

Hearing her words, Feng Mian seemed to feel even more guilty in his heart, glanced at Aya beside him, and added: "You can rest after you go back, I'll let other Xiaoshi do the things in the house." ”

Xingchen took advantage of the situation and owed: "Thank you, Childe, Childe is kind-hearted, Miss is beautiful, and God-given fate allows slaves to follow you." ”

This is a little sour, and the sycophants are very obvious, but obviously whether it is Fengmian or Aya, they are very useful.

Xingchen smiled secretly in her heart, she got cheap here, so she naturally wanted to be good. provoked such a sour woman as Aya, and it was really no good for her, besides, people are still their master's sweethearts.

After a few more flattering words, she took their leave and walked back to her courtyard.

On the way, thinking about the current situation, she didn't know anyone in Xinzhou City, and she couldn't adjust anything, but the most reliable Fengmian actually fell for such an obscene trick.

This feeling, why is it so unpleasant.

Fengmian, why is he such a person who is easily fascinated by beauty.

To be reasonable, I listened to what the mother emperor said in the Zichen Palace, shouldn't the polder mountain walker be the kind of character who is bullish and coaxing, and walks sideways in the six lands and four seas.

Hey, she had doubted whether Fengmian was interested in her before, and she kept a little distance from him when she talked and acted, for fear that he would misunderstand. Yes, it turned out that she was thinking too much about it herself.

What is that sentence called, mediocre people are more disturbing themselves. If it weren't for the fact that she deliberately left some distance everywhere because of this suspicion, she and Fengmian should have been able to become very good friends. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a confidant, whether it is temperament or style of doing things, Fengmian does have his superiority.

Thinking so wildly, she returned to her small courtyard after a while, and the small courtyard was still the same as yesterday, but the stone table in the courtyard was now calmly burning a casserole.

Xingchen lifted the lid a little strangely and gasped. What was warm in the pot was the loose poison that Feng Mian told her to eat every day yesterday.

"What's the situation?" Xingchen sat on the stone bench next to him with a very depressed ass. Is Feng Mian playing tricks on her, should she bring this medicine pot to Feng Mian now, and then ask him what it is.

Forget it. Xingchen frowned, found a bowl from the hut next to him, poured the medicine out of the pot, and took a few sips. Then sit on the stone bench and continue to be depressed.

The sky gradually darkened, and the depression on Xingchen's face was not lacking, but she couldn't really move the pot to confront Feng Mian. Besides, Fengmian is so stupid now, it is estimated that the confrontation will not come out of anything.

After she took the bowl, she was about to go back to her room to rest, and she would go out of the house tomorrow to discuss with the teahouse. However, as soon as she washed the dishes and came out of the hut, she saw an uninvited guest in her small courtyard.

The man was dressed in a slim white suit, and the cuffs and neckline were all sewn with gold edges, and they were cut very properly. He turned around and seemed a little surprised to see the stars come out of the hut.

"Who are you?" He asked.

Xingchen's face is full of black lines, his uncle, standing at her house and asking who she is, this is probably comparable to the hanging rail of the wind and a butterfly.

So she pursed her lips and pointed to the main house in the small courtyard, and then to herself. "This house, mine."

The man was slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly put away his original puzzled look and changed his smile to a smile. "Ah, I was rude, isn't it, girl."

Xingchen didn't say anything, and silently took a step back into the room.

When the man saw her act like this, he thought that she might be on guard, and hurriedly explained: "The girl doesn't need to panic, in Xia Chubai, she is a guest of the Chu family, and she usually looks down on those who bully the people and steal righteousness. ”

Xingchen frowned: "You are not used to bullying the people and stealing the righteous, does it have any inevitable relationship with trespassing on private houses?" ”

Chu Bai's expression was stunned, and then he explained even more uneasily: "The girl doesn't know, the head of your family may have encountered some trouble in recent days. ”

"What's the trouble?"

Chu Bai put the long sword in his hand flat on the table, and took many steps back, hoping to show Xingchen that he had no malicious intent. Xingchen naturally understands, but understanding does not mean understanding, so she still stands quietly in the side room, thinking that if there is an accident, at least she can resist it for a while if she closes the door.

Chu Bai didn't force it, he opened his mouth as gently as possible, and explained to Xingchen one by one the scams that the teahouse Xiao Shi said earlier in Xinzhou had many people who pretended to be the illegitimate children of the Wang family in recent days, and then deceived the little rich family.

Oh, he's here for this.

What is this called, someone came to deliver a pillow when I was sleeping.

Xingchen smiled, fished out two teacups and a teacup from the side room, and walked out. She put all the teacups and cups on the stone table in the courtyard, poured a cup and pushed it in Chu Bai's direction.

Chu Bai seemed to be surprised by the changes in front of him, he originally thought that this little girl would probably panic when she heard her words, and she should ask him what to do.

Who would have thought that people calmly poured themselves a cup of tea.

Didn't this little girl already know what she was talking about, or was she a participant in the event?

This tea won't be poisonous.

Chu Bai's expression flickered, and thousands of doubts flashed in his mind.

The way he looked, it made the stars laugh. Xingchen poured himself a cup of tea with a pot, and drank it with a grunt, diluting the smell of medicine in his mouthful. Chu Bai saw that her face was calm, and he instantly felt that he was a little cautious. He also sat down at the stone table and took a sip of tea.

"It's not poisonous, is it?"

Xingchen said with a smile.