The person outside the door gently pushed the door open and walked in gently, even if she saw the embarrassed Yan Jiu who fell to the ground, there was no wave on her face.

Angelica, who followed in, was taken aback, and looked straight at Yan Jiu.

"Ma'am."

Really respectful and authentic.

Mrs. An Qinghou didn't answer, just looked at Yuan Shuyu who turned her head and ignored her as soon as she came in.

She and Yuan Shuyu both have a pair of deer eyes that look very ignorant, and when they look at people innocently, people always feel guilty involuntarily.

But the most innocent-looking person is actually the most powerful, which makes Qiao Yipan feel ridiculous.

"Mrs. Hou came so quickly."

Qiao Yipan said with a grin, with unspeakable sarcasm hidden in his tone.

She very unconsciously sat down by the window with her person in such a critical moment.

By the window, it seems to be a good place to escape.

Yuan Shuyu had to wonder if she had the idea of running away if she couldn't beat her, and the person she couldn't beat was obviously not Yan Jiu, who had a weak breath, but his mother, the person he trusted the most in the Anqing Marquis Mansion.

Yuan Shuyu pursed his lips and was silent, this shock mixed with sadness and discomfort made him a little trance.

He was suspicious of everyone around him from the moment he woke up, and he didn't sleep, he painstakingly calculated, seizing every opportunity to test their bottom line.

He was not the good man the world would call him, and he had been trying to use his illness for himself since he was still unconscious.

He pretended to be sick, he pretended that no one else had investigated Qiao Yipan, he pretended to be innocent, and even did not hesitate to pave the way for him with the game that the two of them played when they were young.

He felt that he had behaved well, and everyone in the mansion had been deceived by him, including the ostensible owner of the Anqing Marquis Mansion.

But the girl who met for the first time told him bluntly that she wanted him to stop pretending, and she looked disgusted.

Her words are direct, and the way she conveys the message is tactful.

He didn't even tell him the real angelica, including when she met today, she vaguely asked him if he wanted to see someone's true face.

From Yan Jiu's entry to the appearance of Angelica, all the developments were carried out in a tight manner, and seeing that things were going as he thought, Yuan Shuyu let down his vigilance.

Who knows what he can't accept the most is at the end.

Yuan Shuyu almost couldn't help but say rough words like he used to say when he was in the army.

Mrs. An Qinghou seemed to see his thoughts and looked at him disapprovingly.

But Yuan Shuyu felt that he was a fool, and he was still a fool who performed in front of everyone to make people laugh but didn't charge money.

Yuan Shu was so dizzy with anger that he looked away coldly.

"Madame, it's better to look at the people on the ground first, after all, today is also Madame's people."

Qiao Yipan smiled beautifully, she rarely recovered her etiquette as a noble girl at this time, her back was straight, and she smiled heartily.

"Why doesn't Miss Qiao accept it?"

Mrs. An Qinghou spoke softly, still with the elegance of a noblewoman, and it seemed to suit her if this small room was replaced by a splendid banquet.

"What Madame wants, my junior naturally doesn't dare to ask for it."

Qiao Yipan looked at people with a smile, and seemed to ask in his eyes: Are you satisfied?

The disguise that Mrs. Anqinghou has formed over the years is about to be defeated.

Mrs. Hou looked at Yuan Shuyu, who was still sulking, and her anger rose.

It's really a war and a mess! I don't know how to use it well!

I can't see the situation clearly, I'm really like a fool!

Mrs. An Qinghou regretted marrying An Qinghou again, if she hadn't been greedy to marry a smart one easily, the child would have been smarter.

"Miss Qiao always wants to give some small gifts to show her gratitude when she enters someone else's house, so I will accept it."

Mrs. An Qinghou still spoke softly, it seemed that Qiao Yipan's gift was not very good, but she still accepted it for the sake of the overall situation.

In fact, everyone knew that Mrs. Hou was talking about Qiao Yipan sending someone to sneak into the Hou Mansion.

When Chang finally came back and said that it was easy to enter the Hou Mansion, Qiao Yipan wondered if he wanted to back up the ceremony.

As a result, people came up to grab it without saying a word, or grabbed an excellent "gift".

Qiao Yipan, who was shocked by his brazenness, drank several glasses of water before he suppressed the urge to scold.

It's a "small gift" again, and it's a "point", as if Yan Jiu is worthless.

But how could it be that a ruthless girl from Miao Jiang rushed to Beijing on the way to Beijing, there was no danger at all, and nothing was provoked.

Qiao Yipan knew that Mrs. Hou would definitely send someone to keep an eye on her, knowing how much effort Yan Jiu had spent along the way.

This is the daughter of a little king in Miao Jiang, talented but immature.

Everyone present understands what a good opportunity this is, and as long as it is done properly, it can even make her owe a favor after taking advantage of the person.

If you can, you can also let that little Wang in Miao Jiang owe a favor.

As soon as he thought of this, Qiao Yipan was so annoyed that he couldn't breathe.

"Miss Qiao also knows that this girl's identity is not simple, and there are many troubles." Mrs. An Qinghou seemed to be explaining helplessly, and her compassionate eyes still fell on the unconscious Yan Jiu. "Again."

Qiao Yipan was angry again, what is called cheap and good, she can be regarded as having seen it.

But she didn't say a few more sarcastic words as she had at the beginning, just expressionless, as if she had been at the end of her life.

Chang Zhong and Tsing Yi's faces darkened.

"Miss Qiao, don't be angry, your maid has done a good thing for you."

Mrs. An Qinghou let out a bad breath, and finally said the news that Qiao Yipan wanted, and her tone was complicated, relieved and annoyed.

Qiao Yipan looked at Mrs. Hou's unhappy appearance, and rarely came to a sincere smile.

"Good subordinates are always hard to come by."

Qiao Yipan glanced at Yan Jiu meaningfully, and bowed with a proper smile.