Hongyu has been guarding under the Kaixuan corridor, and she still doesn't have any good color for Mrs. Chen. If it weren't for the fact that everything had to be done according to the little master's plan, I really wanted to pounce on her frosted eggplant persimmon face.

Mrs. Chen was not scared of the red jade, and spread the rich medicinal qi of the casserole, and stepped into the threshold heavily. The two little maids who followed began to check the main room, and her main target was Yan Shu, who was sleeping in the inner bed.

Green Cloud stepped forward and gently pushed open the door of the inner bed. Generally speaking, the inner bed here is the moon door hanging yarn account to divide the space, only this Yan Shu sleep is too light and easy to wake up, and his mother presided over the feed at that time, especially for her to make the partition wall and door leaf with pear gall. As soon as the inner door is closed, it becomes a quiet corner.

Mrs. Chen had been to Mu Shixuan many times before, but she had never had the opportunity to enter this bedroom. At that time, Yan Shu was the representative of her aunt, and in order not to lose etiquette, she always sat in the main room and waited to see her. If it weren't for the fact that he was ordered to search now, I really don't know what is going on in this young lady's boudoir.

However, there was a big disappointment. After a pair of eyeballs and bones kept scanning and dialysis, Mrs. Chen confirmed that this one had failed. There is no need to compare the scene in my aunt's house, but even her own room is much brighter than this. In the place where a young lady lived, there was no red color powder, no silk and satin, and there was not a single object inlaid with gold and silver. I was thinking about fishing in troubled waters and going back with a few valuable pieces, and when I opened the makeup box, I only saw two or three green hostas with simple patterns, and I couldn't redeem a few big bucks after taking them.

couldn't pick up the cheap, Mrs. Chen was angry. With nowhere to vent his grievances, he turned to the patient on the shelf.

Lu Yun didn't stop it, Mrs. Chen's fat figure was unexpectedly fast, and her shot was too sudden.

"Ah~~~!!"

After a scream, I saw Mrs. Chen slumped on the ground in front of the bed and fainted.

Lu Yun saw the little master raise his hand and make a gesture for the first time, so he put his mind at ease, quickly put Mrs. Chen up and dragged her outside the inner bedroom door, just in time for the two little maids to come forward to ask.

"Carry Chen's mother to the couch first." Green Cloud commanded in an orderly manner, and the two little maids hurriedly stepped forward to move their hands and feet together.

pinched people and patted their cheeks, and after a busy work, Mrs. Chen finally woke up.

"Hell~~~!! Ghosts~~~!!! Mrs. Chen woke up and rolled her eyes and howled.

"Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight?" Everyone was skeptical.

"Bed, bed, ah~~~!!" Mrs. Chen pointed in the direction of the inner room, trembling and shaking.

Hongyu said angrily: "What are you talking about, stinky woman? The bed is my little master, how can I be ruined by your reputation in vain! ”

"Come with me!" Hongyu picked up Mrs. Chen, forcing her to clarify the facts and return the little master's innocence.

Where is Mrs. Chen willing to go in again, holding on to the bamboo couch and not letting go.

Green Cloud looked at the two little maids, "You two, come in with me." ”

The two little maids glanced at each other, then at Mrs. Chen, and saw that Mrs. Chen was still immersed in fear and couldn't extricate herself, so she had to silently follow Luyun to the bed.

On the bed, it was indeed the third lady of the Yan family, Yan Shu, who had been in a coma and had not made any movement. He looked like he was out of breath and showed no signs of waking up. The inner tent of the tulle is clean and clean, and you can't hide anything at a glance.

The two returned to the couch outside, and then looked at the startled Mrs. Chen, her hair was messy and mottled with fat powder, as if she had seen a ghost.