"Sister, run!"

As she spoke, she took Xiao Feina's hand and walked out, walking out of the gate of Jiuyang Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Jiuyang Palace, there are many people who burn incense and pray for blessings, but there are not many people today, only a few scattered people.

"Sister, do you think that person looks like a father-in-law?"

"It looks very similar, wearing the clothes in the palace, and the people are also white and fat, is it really a flower and bird?"

"Don't care if it's real or fake, it's important to escape!"

"Did he see us?"

"Probably not, God forbid don't let the flower and bird envoys see us, oops, I forgot to say this when I prayed just now."

The two of them were out of breath, and they trotted all the way out of the Jiuyang Palace lot, turned down the hillside, found two sedan chairs, and went home immediately.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Steward Xue moving his arms and legs there, and when he saw the two of her, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Great joy, Chunhong girl is very happy!" ”

Yan Zhu was stunned: "Where does the joy come from?" ”

Steward Xue said with a smile: "Just now, Master Xiao Zhuang was in the hall, and in front of everyone, he proposed to the old man, saying that he wanted to marry Sister Chunhong, and you will soon become a golden phoenix!" ”

The two were stunned for a moment, and they didn't have time to listen carefully, so they hurriedly returned to the back house and asked Xiao's mother in detail about what happened.

"Yan Gongzi has been here? Didn't he say anything then? Xiao Feina looked at her mother nervously.

"No, what do you say?" Xiao's mother looked at her daughter strangely.

Shanzhu walked to the courtyard sullenly, remembering what he heard in the teahouse, Xiao Zhuang staged a double reed, let the heart ape catch me, and let Mu Yifeng save me, and now you want to marry me?

Why?

What about Mu Gongzi?

Mu Gongzi really doesn't know that I am Princess Loulan?

Even if he didn't know, why did the owner of Xiao Zhuang marry an ordinary maid? Is he so scheming, is it just for the treasures of Loulan Kingdom?

As for myself, as a maid, I can marry the owner of Xiao Zhuang, but as a princess, can I marry him?

Did I ever like him?

Am I qualified to like anyone now?

Yan Gongzi also arrived at Xiao Mansion, why didn't he propose marriage?

Yan Zhu walked down the street while thinking about her thoughts, and when she came to the bird thing, she saw Jiang Wei sitting on a chair drinking tea, and she didn't have the heart to tease the parrot, so she walked directly to Jiang Wei.

"Jiang Gongzi, do you have a reply from my young lady?" Yan Zhu looked at Jiang Wei, who was frowning.

When Jiang Wei saw Yan Zhu, he immediately stood up, fumbled for a while, and finally took out a folded paper, and said in a dumb voice: "Of course I got it, but Yan Gongzi didn't say anything, only replied with a poem." ”

Yan Zhu took the poem manuscript in his hand, thinking in his heart, it is not easy to write in black and white, but he told me in person that he was going to propose marriage, he is so inconsistent, how can he tell my sister to live?

"Jiang Gongzi, the slave maid still wants to ask Gongzi for something." Yan Zhu secretly made up her mind.

"Whatever, just say it."

"How about the troublesome boy ask Yan Gongzi to come out for me?"

Jiang Wei's eyes widened in surprise, "Dating him?" ”

"What? Is Jiang Gongzi inconvenient? Yan Zhu looked at Jiang Wei nervously.

"It's not inconvenient, I'm so familiar with Yan Gongzi, this is a trivial matter, but I'm very strange, why did Sister Yan Zhu ask Yan Gongzi?" Jiang Wei concealed his weakness, he wrote the poem just now, and then asked him to pretend to be big to find Yan Li, but he was a little hesitant.

"I just want to ask him why he didn't propose today."

"Propose? What do you mention? ”

"Propose to my young lady?" Yan Zhu's expression was very depressed.

"Propose to your young lady?" Jiang Wei felt blind, and his head was a little dizzy.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Yan Zhu didn't know whether to tell Jiang Wei about it or not, and her heart was very confused.

"But your young lady has a heart for me!" Jiang Wei remembered that when he saw Xiao Feina in the teahouse, Xiao Feina's ecstatic eyes were really a little drunk, "Besides, after marrying your young lady, doesn't my sister have to go with her?" ”

Yan Zhu was so confused that she didn't have the heart to say more to Jiang Wei, so she only said lightly: "Who can understand my young lady's thoughts?" ”

"I understand, I understand." Jiang Weiwu muttered to himself.

"If it's convenient, please tell Yan Gongzi that the slave will be waiting in the Liuyun Pavilion outside the village tomorrow afternoon." After saying that, Yan Zhu said ten thousand blessings and left in a hurry.

"No problem, no problem, go back and tell Miss that I have a deep love for her, and I am also in love with Sister Shanzhu." When he said this, Yan Zhu had already walked away.

The two of them whispered here, and outsiders naturally couldn't hear it, but their every move was seen by Lu Deming.

Lu Deming thought of Jiang Wei who was eavesdropping outside the window that night, and he felt uneasy, but at this moment, when he saw Jiang Wei handing Yan Zhu a manuscript, he couldn't help but worry.

What's written in this paper? Does it have something to do with the conversation that night?

He hesitated slightly, then followed after Shanzhu, and when he saw that Shanzhu had walked for a while, he sat down on a stone pier and opened the manuscript paper in his hand casually.

Lu Deming saw that she was looking seriously, and quietly walked by the side, peeking at it, it turned out to be a poem, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground slightly.

"But Jiang Wei, no matter how you look at it, is also a flamboyant guy, and the matter of casting a name can't be bad in his hands." Lu Deming made up his mind secretly.

Lu Deming was pondering, and happened to see Jiang Wei walking in front of him with a birdcage in his hand, so he thought about it, so he secretly followed him.

Jiang Wei returned home silently, and saw that Steward Hu was fiddling with the brewed rice wine, so he poured a few glasses and drank it with a sullen head.

"Why did the young master drink stuffy wine, it's really rare." Steward Hu packed up his work and sat down.

"I also have a stomach full of grievances, who can I tell them?" Jiang Wei toasted frequently.

Steward Hu also poured himself a glass, and said with emotion: "This wine is still good for aging, the older it is, the more it tastes, the old slave has been in Jiang Mansion for decades, and he has also watched the young master grow up, just like this old wine, it can also relieve the young master's boredom." ”

He filled Jiang Wei with it, poured himself another glass, and sighed: "If the eldest young master has something on his mind, he will never be stuffy in his stomach, no matter how big or small, the old slave will saddle the horse and run errands, as long as the eldest young master is happy, it is not hesitant to let the old slave kill and set fire to the old slave." ”

"Murder? Steward Hu, have you ever killed someone? Jiang Wei asked drunkenly.

"What's so strange about this, who of us who is a steward hasn't killed a man?" Steward Hu said that the spit was flying, as if his ability immediately increased.

"Okay, then Steward Hu will also help me kill someone." Jiang Wei woke up a lot.

"Kill whom?" Steward Hu carefully observed Jiang Wei and weighed the truth of his words.

"Yan Li."

"Yan Li, why did you kill him?"

"Not only did he not see me in his eyes, but he also robbed my wife, how can I swallow this breath?" The more Jiang Wei thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Young Master isn't drunk, is he?" Steward Hu regretted what he had just said.

"I'm not drunk, you call him out tomorrow afternoon, let him come to Liuyun Pavilion, you wait for me in the cave behind Liuyun Pavilion, if he doesn't listen to my good advice, we will kill him in the grove."

When Steward Hu saw Jiang Wei gritting his teeth, his heart suddenly burst, how can this be good? A big word can cause such a big trouble.

"Young master, if you are drunk, go back and rest first, and when you wake up tomorrow, if you still want to do this, the old slave will help you kill him."

The two of them were muttering in the courtyard, and Lu Deming, who was outside the courtyard wall, listened to a rough idea, kill Yan Li? Tomorrow afternoon, cave?

All right

Tomorrow afternoon,

cave

Homicide.