"Miss," hearing Hua Jiangyue say this, Qiu Jian felt a sour feeling in her heart for no reason, the situation of Miss Nine in the past was indeed too miserable, and she was not even as good as her own maid, "Don't worry, Miss, I will follow Miss loyally in this life, and I have no two hearts, in fact, when you came out, Sister Chun Tao and I were still thinking, our master and servant, when will we burn some money for Miss." ”

At this time, Chun Tao walked in and saw Qiu Jian kneeling there with a comb in her hand, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly ran over, "Qiu Qian, why can't you help Miss comb her hair?"

Taking the comb, Chun Tao walked behind Hua Qianyue and carefully helped Hua Jianyue comb her hair, and Qiu Jian next to her also got up and stood aside and watched quietly.

"Miss, your hair is combed, you can change your clothes and rest. Chun Tao had already taken out the water-red shirt, and the two of them waited for Hua Jiangyue and helped her to bed.

Waiting for Hua Jiangyue to go to bed and lie down, making a slight snoring sound, Qiu Jian told Chun Tao about the matter at this time, and then took out the silver to show Chun Tao, and the two of them sighed again, saying that Hua Jiangyue was an escape from death, and if she didn't die, there would be a blessing in the future, and the two of them were one step closer to Hua Qianyue's heart.

Nothing was said all night.

Until dawn, as usual, the sound of thin ropes sounded in each courtyard, and all rooms got up.

Zuiyunxuan is the courtyard where Hua Chuyan and Hua Wancao's mother live, in the west wing room, Hua Chuyan and Hua Wancao fainted to the ground overnight.

"Sister~" Hua Chuyan woke up, and met the evil star twice last night, and when she saw the sun outside the window, she was excited to be reborn.

"Is there a ghost?" Hua Wancao's beautiful eyes were frightened, she swept around the room, and suddenly found the stool that fell to the ground next to her, and raised her numb jade wrist to point over, "Sister, look!"

Hua Chuyan followed Hua Wancao's fingers, her eyes slid and turned, and suddenly she was enlightened, ghosts are all ethereal and tangible things, how could they knock down a stool?

"Hmph, yesterday it must have been that little slut from Hua Jiangyue pretending to be a ghost to scare us. Hua Chuyan, who had come to his senses, slapped the table leg angrily, and he didn't even realize that he was still sitting on the ground.

"Didn't you say she was killed?" Hua Wancao looked at Hua Chuyan with some dissatisfaction.

"Sister, I've touched her nose, she's really out of breath. Hua Chuyan sighed, a little annoyed.

"Even if she didn't die at that time, wasn't she buried in a coffin? The coffins were sealed with nails, how did she crawl out?"

Hua Wancao slowly crawled out from under the table of the Eight Immortals, fainting on the ground one night, as an eldest lady, it was definitely a violation, very embarrassing!

"Where's your girl?

"This dead ink butterfly is fragrant, see how I clean them up when they come back. Said hatefully, Hua Chuyan hurriedly went to support her grandmother and led her to her bedside, at this moment, 10,000 questions swirled in Hua Chuyan's mind, how did Hua Qianyue crawl out of the coffin?

"It must be Steward Liu!" After all the figurations, Hua Chuyan only thought of the most direct handler, Steward Liu, it must have been their mercy at that time, seeing that Hua Jiangyue was not dead, in the end let her live.