Heyi stood outside the hall and was relieved to see that it had been quiet inside, and there was no quarrel.

And he said!

As long as the lady is willing to come to see the Lord, no matter how angry the Lord is, it will dissipate in an instant.

"Tsuruyi-sama!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, interrupting Heyi's thoughts.

When Heyi saw the visitor, her heart sighed, and her face was also straightened.

"Little Lord Luo?"

Luo Ningxue gently blessed herself and lifted the box in her hand.

"I specially made a pastry and wanted to present it to you, I wonder if you can pass it on to you?"

Heyi glanced at the beautiful box in her hand and smiled apologetically.

"It's unfortunate, Little Lord Luo, the monarch and Niangniang are resting in the palace, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to meet the little master."

Jokes, the Lord and Mrs. are warm inside, and no one else can be disturbed.

At this time, if he put this little lord in it, it is estimated that the lord will have to peel off his skin.

Luo Ningxue's eyes darkened, and the corners of her mouth were stiffly hooked.

"Then I won't bother......"

Luo Ningxue lightly blessed herself, turned around and left the Yunhuan Palace.

Odd!

Lian Guichu's slut was seriously injured and lay in the dormitory for three days, how could he get better so quickly?

"Bang!"

Back in the dormitory, Luo Ningxue threw the delicate pastries on the ground, making a breaking sound, indicating the anger of the master's family.

The maid behind her hurriedly poured her a cup of tea and motioned for her to dissipate her anger.

Luo Ningxue didn't touch the tea, and beckoned to the maid behind her.

"Did you send someone from that side?"

"Miss Hui, it's already here, let Miss command!"

"Good!"

Luo Ningxue clenched her fists, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a cruel arc.

"If you give the notice, you will do what you planned!"

"Yes, Miss!"

☆

"Hey! How have you been restless lately? ”

Rong Qianxiao stretched out his hand and patted Lian Fuyin's face, staring at him with some suspicion.

Why has Fuyin kept a calm face today, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"I don't know, I can't tell......"

Lian Fuyin gently brushed his hand away and pursed his lips irritably.

I don't know what's going on, he just feels a little bored in his heart, and he can't say it for no reason.

It's just a little inexplicably uneasy......

"Oh, don't think about it, you see it's dark, just go to bed!"

Rong Qianxiao pinched his shoulder, and when he saw that he was still depressed, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Why don't we have a drink?"

Lian Fuyin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and glanced at him amusedly.

"Hungry?"

"What nonsense?"

Rong Qianxiao tugged at his ears uncomfortably, and then raised his head arrogantly.

"This son of the world is in a bad mood and wants to relieve your boredom, go, I'll please!"

Lian Fuyin chuckled, but did not refute.

He stood up and let Rong Qianxiao grab his shoulders and push him out.

——After a pillar of incense——

"Bang"!

Rong Qianxiao put the wine bottle in front of Lian Fuyin and wiped his mouth unsatisfied.

"Taste it, it tastes good!"

"Good!"

Even Fuyin didn't dislike it, and poured a sip directly into the bottle.

"How?"

Rong Qianxiao snatched the wine and stared at him expectantly.

"The wine is fragrant and fragrant, rich and tangy, and it is a good wine."

Lian Fuyin nodded, and seeing that the person opposite was in a hurry, he hurriedly brought the wine bottle over.

"Hello? Why are you robbing me of my wine? ”

Rong Qianxiao stretched out his hand to grab it, but was dodged by Lian Fuyin.

"Didn't you drink with me? Why did you pour it yourself first? ”

Lian Fu Yin glanced at him, his eyes full of smiles. The latest chapter of "The Treasure Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.