With the idea of continuing to eat braised pork, Mu Feng was reluctant to let He Xiaoqiao cut him down after all.

And He Xiaoqiao, who didn't know that he had been dangling around in front of the ghost gate, was studying new food in the palace, kneading the noodles while taking care of the golden pieces of meat in the pot.

Counting the days, Jiang Fenghao will be back in a few days, thinking of his childish order menu, he can't help but want to make it all, so that he can eat enough, eat full, and it is best to eat to his heart's content.

"Miss, do you still have to go to work at night?" Cai Lian helped take care of the stove fire on the side, and when she was free, she helped He Xiaoqiao hand over water and spoons and other things.

"Well, today is the last day." He Xiaoqiao kneaded the dough into long strips, and then kneaded it into small pieces, and the smile on his lips did not stop, "Suppress the fire a little bit, and you don't need to burn it when you fry things later." ”

Cai Lian happily responded, and began to pump out the large unburned firewood in the stove.

Since He Xiaoqiao promised to stop the work of Yihong Courtyard and return to the house to recuperate, and eat all the things he made every day, Cai Lian has an indescribable pride in her heart.

"In the evening, the slave maid is going to make a pork belly wrapped chicken, and the young lady must help try the taste when the time comes." After following He Xiaoqiao for so long, Cailian didn't learn anything else, but her cooking skills became more and more sophisticated.

Sometimes He Xiaoqiao is too lazy to cook, she is in charge of cooking, although the things made are not necessarily delicious to He Xiaoqiao, but the taste is also like about seven or eighty.

Not only did Hong Fang Baishou say so, but even He Xiaoqiao definitely said that with her current skills, going outside to set up a small shop and cook will definitely have a prosperous business.

"No problem." He Xiaoqiao smiled and nodded.

In the evening, when I arrived at Yihong Courtyard, the stage in the middle of the hall had been renovated, and a group of handymen and maids were shuttling around to set up flower pots and lanterns, and even the tassels under the lanterns had been replaced. The whole hall was decorated with red, green and green, which was more festive than the festival.

Chun Shi Niang stood on the edge of the stage, sitting in the shape of a teapot with one hand on her waist, waving a handkerchief and pointing loudly.

The sun has not yet set to the west, and the outside of Yihong Courtyard is already crowded.

This is the first time Lan Xin has performed on stage without a veil, and most of them are sons and passers-by who want to spend a lot of money for the beauty.

Xiaoyu helped her dress up in the orchid room early in the morning, don't look at her young age, but this kung fu is perfect. All kinds of 4 buns and jewelry, clothes have their own unique vision, which is a modern image designer who can make a lot of money.

He Xiaoqiao has thought more than once about opening a hair and beauty salon, and it is just right to find her to be the chief designer when the time comes.

Even if Xiaoyu doesn't have a good temper, but other people's craftsmanship is there, not to mention those who are engaged in artistic creation, they will inevitably have a strange temper.

The white fungus lotus seed soup stewed in the kitchen was already hot enough, He Xiaoqiao lowered the fire in the stove a little, and brought it to the orchid room together with a few pieces of soft and glutinous kumquat cake.

Today, the great beauty is going to play the piano and sing on stage, and it is said that you can't eat too much food, but it's still okay to drink something that moistens your throat.

In the room, Lan Xin had changed into a flowing gauze skirt, her hair was also pulled up, and Xiaoyu was carefully applying lipstick to her lips.

In view of the fact that both of their masters and servants classified themselves as the ranks of broken sleeves and peaches, they did not avoid her when it came to dressing up, He Xiaoqiao watched from the side for a while, and quit when he was bored.

I was about to sneak out and pull Hong Fang and Bai Shou over to see the excitement, but I didn't expect to see a shiny ball smashing towards my head as soon as I went downstairs.

He Xiaoqiao reflexively shrunk his neck, the black shadow in front of him flashed, and when he came back to his senses, the white head had already landed firmly in front of her, holding a night pearl the size of a pigeon's egg in his right hand, staring ahead, with a cold expression.

"This is ......" He Xiaoqiao took the thing that had attacked him just now from his hand, and gasped with just one look.

it! The night pearl as big as a ping pong ball is quite falling in her hand, if she smashes her head, she won't have to bloom in her head?

Which of the eight lambs is so ruthless and wants to kill her?!

"Pretty good!" A familiar voice sounded, Mu Feng walked out of the darkness wearing a big coat, clapped his hands with an appreciative smile on his face and said, "At first, my son thought you were just an ordinary person, but I didn't expect to look away." ”

"You smashed this thing?" After going around in front of the ghost gate just now, and after the fear of death retreated, there was a rising ignorant karmic fire, He Xiaoqiao took a deep breath, trying to control his anger and not explode at this time, "You want to kill me?" ”

"Just for fun, didn't your friend already take the stuff?" Mu Feng replied leisurely, seemingly unimpressed by He Xiaoqiao's angry appearance.

He had done a killing attempt before that, but not now.

"Playing?" Gritting her teeth and spitting out these two words, her knuckles had been pinched white, and Lian Bai felt her anger, and involuntarily turned sideways, not daring to block her anymore.

"It's fun to smash people with this kind of thing? Human life is very worthless in your eyes, is it? His face was about to distort, and there was a murderous intent in his deliberately suppressed voice.

Bai Shou was a little frightened, his master was really angry!

It was rare to provoke He Xiaoqiao, Mu Feng was originally happy in his heart, but at this time, he was stared at by her sinister eyes, and felt the anger from her, and he actually had a rare fear of thought.

It's not because I'm afraid of He Xiaoqiao, but I always feel that it's not good for me to annoy her, especially when she walks towards her with a strained face, the feeling of being shrouded in shadows becomes more and more obvious.

Wrong! It doesn't feel normal!

Mu Feng took a step back, his expression had lost the arrogance he had at the beginning, "What does human life have to do with this, it's just a stone, where will it kill people......

Where will people be stoned to death? Where will people be stoned!

"Grass!" He Xiaoqiao reddened angrily and scolded, without saying a word, raised his right hand holding the Night Pearl, leaned back and made a pitching posture, "Since you can't kill people, then I'll try you!" ”

Seeing that she raised her hand and really wanted to smash it down, Mu Feng knew that she was really angry. He is not a fool, if the stone hits his head, even if he does not die, he will become a first-class cripple, he just wanted to scare her before, how did he know that there would be such a big reaction?

It wouldn't be nice if she did stone herself to death!

Thinking of this, Mu Feng couldn't care about his image, and without saying a word, he hurriedly retreated behind the man in black they saw last time, it was important to save his life, and the others were floating clouds!

Bai Shou also didn't have the slightest affection for Mu Feng's actions, so he didn't stop He Xiaoqiao from venting his anger.

So when He Xiaoqiao did not return to his senses, the night pearl that failed to succeed was thrown out again, but this time the target was changed to another person.

Without any suspense, the man in black who obviously had a background in martial arts easily caught the 'thunderous blow' from He Xiaoqiao, and then turned around expressionlessly, respectfully holding the night pearl in both hands and returning it to the master not far behind him.

He Xiaoqiao, who had calmed down, saw Mu Feng swaggering and taking things back, thinking of the value of the pearl that night, and instantly felt that his whole person was not good.

Oh my God! She's just thrown a lot of silver out!

Resisting the urge to vomit blood, He Xiaoqiao ran down the stairs with a kick, ran straight to Mu Feng, stretched out his arm through the arm of the man in black blocking her way, and said angrily, "Come back!" ”

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth twitched, seeing that although she was angry, there was no murderous aura on her body, and at the same time, she was relieved and deliberately hid the hand holding the night pearl behind her, relying on someone to protect her and swaggering her fan and pretending to be coquettish, "This thing was originally owned by this son, how can I give it back to you?" ”

"In my hand, it's mine." He Xiaoqiao didn't dare to show weakness, he was not afraid of the man in black at all, and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of his clothes, "Give it to me!" ”

Mu Feng has always hidden the Night Pearl behind him, occasionally taking it out and shaking it, which means more to play tricks than to show off.

probably felt that his master was not in danger, so the man in black moved aside.

He Xiaoqiao immediately pounced, and without saying a word, he pulled out the Night Pearl from his hand, and hurriedly retreated before he had time to look at it, and Bai Shou fell down the stairs to block her as a form of protection.

"You're robbing in the open," Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, seeing that He Xiaoqiao looked like he had won a big bargain, there was not much anger in his tone, "Aren't you afraid that I will sue the yamen and let you taste the taste of sleeping in prison?" ”

"Sue who's afraid of whom!" He Xiaoqiao gave him a contemptuous middle finger in the safety behind Bai Shou, and then took out the night pearl with his eyes shining and wiped it, looking like a little money fan, "This thing fell from the sky, and whoever got it was who's - I don't know who didn't keep his word, and promised to give things to people and didn't keep his promise!" ”

"I didn't tell you the pearl of the night at the time." Anyway, not many people heard what he said yesterday, Mu Feng planned to just rely on it, "I'll give you a tael of silver, and you give me back the Night Pearl." ”

He Xiaoqiao glanced at him quite disdainfully, and said disdainfully, "I'll give you a tael of silver, and you can get me another bead that is exactly the same?" ”

Mu Feng choked, and originally wanted to point his finger at He Xiaoqiao, but he temporarily remembered the problem of upbringing, and hurriedly changed the folding fan, "You ......"

The words were interrupted as soon as they spoke.

"Childe, why did you come here without saying a word?" A cry like pinching his throat suddenly sounded, and a rich man who came out of nowhere suddenly rushed out and grabbed Mu Feng's sleeve, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, "Childe, the old slave is looking for you so hard!" ”

Mu Feng's whole face was wrinkled into a bun, and he knocked on the shoulder of the person with the handle of the fan a little impatiently, signaling him to let go, "Okay, okay, I know that you are hard, and this son is fine, crying so hard that he died." ”

"It's the old slave who has lost his temper." The rich man whimpered like a woman and finished speaking, then stood up and raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and stood behind Mu Feng in a decent manner, and the whole nose on the white-faced and beardless round face was red, which looked very funny.

He Xiaoqiao smiled very unkindly.