The sudden move frightened her. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and withdrew her hand in time, and if she was a little slower, she was found by Steward Mao.

She held her breath, and saw Steward Mao with his back to her, pressing the quilt with one leg and muttering: "Call you Master Rong, do you really think you are a master?" ”

The broken settlement he said was Rong Jiangchen.

Rong Sheng thought that he was embarrassed with Rong Jiangchen, and he dared to fight in the nest, but he knew that she was secretly helping him.

The soft waist took the feather duster at the head of the bed, stepped on the edge of the bed with one foot, hooked the bed frame with the other hand, and scratched the armpit of the housekeeper Mao.

What I didn't expect was that the Mao housekeeper, who was afraid of rough meat, was not afraid of itching at all. After several times, the duster was about to poke in the face, but he still lay on the bed board without moving, snoring and grinding his teeth, one after another.

She pestled her duster, eager to whip a few dusters on Steward Mao. If the collar is woven with a braided rope, it should be cut. It's a pity that it's silver, and it's hard not to disturb him.

Just when she was helpless and about to give up, Steward Mao, who was afraid of heat, kicked open the quilt and turned it over, revealing the silver key around her neck. She would have seen that the key was not worn in a collar, but was fastened to a certain point. Two fingers twisted the ends of the collar, and with a gentle pull, the key fell off.

She spread out her palms, and before she could secure the key, there was a sudden sound of gongs outside the door, which woke up the sleeping housekeeper Mao. Seeing this, she felt a little uncomfortable, leaned back and rolled into the bed.

Steward Mao lit the candle at the bedside, and the room was lit up.

Rong Sheng, who was hiding below, found that the key fell on the upper of Steward Mao's shoes, she reached out to take it, but Steward Mao's feet put on the shoes first and kicked the key far away.

She thumped the ground in frustration and greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

Steward Mao hurriedly opened the door, and saw that the person who came was the young son of the Murong family, the anger that surged up his head was extinguished in an instant, and the words of abuse and accountability swallowed into his stomach, and a wireless smile appeared on his face, "Young boy, there is such a big movement in the middle of the night, is there something wrong?"

Baili Fusu roughly glanced behind Steward Mao, made sure that the person was still inside, and talked to him a few words: "Nonsense, the fire in the west courtyard is about to burn in the south courtyard, and Steward Mao is still sleeping, and his heart is wider than Rong Jiangchen as the master......"

"When did the fire come from?"

"How do I know? Steward Mao, you hurry up and take a look. Steward Mao panicked, the ancestral hall of the South Courtyard enshrined the tablets of the ancestors of the Rong family, and also stored the meritorious rewards of the previous family masters, these were going to burn, his hundred lives were not enough, so he hurriedly put on his hat and ran quickly to the west courtyard.

Baili Fusu walked the housekeeper and entered the inner room. With his breath, he felt more and more strongly that Rong Sheng was hiding here. It's just that she deliberately avoided Changfeng in the middle of the night, what is she doing? Isn't there not only looking for Rong Qingyi, but also her own Xiao Jiujiu?

His mind stayed here, and he was curious to know more and more about Rong Sheng's purpose. He didn't want to end this game of hide and seek too soon, and he had the heart to let her go.

He hesitated in the room, unintentionally seeing the key on the ground, and his dark eyes were dark and deep against the flickering candle flame. A trace of arc inadvertently swept up on his lips, and he said, "This careless housekeeper Mao, the candle flame is not extinguished, and he still thinks that the fire in Rongfu is not burning enough?"

With a wave of his long sleeves, the fire shadow dancing on the wall suddenly disappeared into darkness. Glancing at the bottom of the bed, he strode away.

Rong Sheng, who was holding on to the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, listened to the silence around him, leaned over, slowly crawled out from under the bed, patted the dust on his cuffs, and smiled.

This goes around in circles, isn't the key still in her hands?

However, she soon couldn't laugh anymore. Because she searched all over the ground, there was no shadow of the key at all, and she had to suspect that it was the later Baili Fusu who quietly took the key. This treacherous/deceitful old fox is bad for her......

According to him, there was a fire in the west courtyard, and she had to go back quickly, maybe this fire was set to burn her.

She took off her black clothes, showed the pink dress inside, and threw the rolled up black clothes in Steward Mao's cabinet.

When she returned to the West Courtyard, she heard Rong Caiwei's exaggerated crying voice from afar: "Sister Rong Sheng, why do you say that it is gone, I finally came back from Hecheng, and I didn't enjoy a few days of Qingfu, so I let the fire ...... My poor sister. ”

On the side, Jiang Wan persuaded: "Sister Caiwei, the festival mourns and changes, people can't be resurrected after death, you cry heartbreakingly, Rong Sheng will definitely be sad." ”

Rong Caiwei shook her head, "No, Sister Rong Sheng is not dead, she must still be alive, I will go in and save her." ”

Chunyue and a group of slaves obstructed: "Miss, the fire is too fierce, going in is tantamount to sending you to death, you must not do it." ”

Jiang Wan is suitable to help, "Sister Caiwei, everyone knows that you are concerned about Rong Sheng's safety, and the current situation is special, so wait for the fire to go out before you go." ”

"yes. ”

Changfeng was wrapped in a soaked quilt and ran out of the fire in embarrassment.

He unknowingly hit the ** and woke up deep in the fire. The first feeling was that someone took advantage of his coma to disadvantage Rong Sheng. He was so anxious that he ignored the fire, went back and forth twice, but he didn't see Rong Sheng's figure, the master told him to do something wrong, Rong Sheng had an accident, and he couldn't explain it to his master. This will listen to Rong Caiwei and Jiang Wan's cat crying rat fake compassion, and think of Rong Caiwei's maid Qiu Cicada's routine of returning to private ** is the same as tonight, which is unbearable:

"Save her? Who doesn't know that you two want to let Sheng die? ** It's not enough to come twice once, and the three indiscriminate methods are really slippery. ”

Rong Caiwei sarcastically: "You useless guards can't protect the master, and the master has the face to find trouble for others when something happens? Are you the master, or is Rong Sheng the master? Let me ask you, where are you when the fire starts to burn? Why didn't it go out in time so that the fire spread further? When Rong Sheng called for help, where were you? Now that the fire is out of control, you stand up and pretend to stand up for Rong Sheng, do you want to cover up your poor care, or do you put the fire. ”

"You're bloody. The wet quilt emitted a burning smell and slid along Changfeng's back to the ground. His hair was messy, his handsome face was dirty, his bloodshot eyes looked at Rong Caiwei fiercely, his hands clenched into fists, and he wanted to rush up to kill her. It's just that a familiar voice came out of nowhere, disturbing all his actions.

"I just ate too much during the day, and I couldn't sleep at night to go out for a walk to eliminate food, and Cousin Caiwei took advantage of my absence, touched her lips and teeth, and gave my guard a big hat of arson...... If I come back a little later, will Cousin Cai Wei have to drag him down and beat him to death?"