In the room of the restaurant inn, Cheng Xiujie took a sip with a wine glass, holding the blue yarn in his left hand, and his fingers playing with her smooth hair.

"Has your young lady found you?" his voice was very soft and soft, floating in Bisha's ears like love words, but as long as you listen carefully, you can find the indifference and ruthlessness in it.

Bisha shyly nestled in his arms, feeling his body temperature, and always had a sweet smile on her beautiful face.

"No, she has been resting in her room for the past few days, not going out much, and she doesn't have time to take care of me, because I have taken over the procurement work, and Zhuyun is basically doing the work of serving her. ”

When Cheng Xiujie heard this, he frowned slightly, and his face was a little ugly: "So, you don't know what she's been doing lately, do you?"

Obviously, he didn't like this result, and he hoped that Bisha would understand Mu Liuge's every move.

Hearing Cheng Xiujie's displeasure, Bi Sha hurriedly comforted: "I am her personal maid, so I naturally know about her, but during this time, she didn't make any big moves, maybe because of the hot weather, she was irritable and didn't want to do anything." ”

Cheng Xiujie nodded, "Keep an eye on her, report to me in time if you have any situation, if it is done well, I will find a time to talk to my father about marrying you." ”

Bisha begged to marry into the general's mansion, and when she heard this, she suddenly burst into joy: "Well, the slave family will not let you down, waiting for the good news of the slave family." ”

Bisha and Cheng Xiujie took over, and returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and found that Mu Liuge had been served by Zhuyun and fell asleep, so she was relieved and returned to her room.

The next day, Mu Liuge was still as usual, he got up in the morning and walked around the yard, and went into the room to rest when the sun was hot.

Zhuyun is an honest girl, doesn't talk much, and works diligently, but it saves Bisha a lot of trouble.

Bisha saw that the master and servant were as usual, and there was nothing abnormal, and her thoughts fell back again, and then she found an excuse to purchase and ran out.

Zhuyun saw it in his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and turned his eyes to look at Mu Liuge, who had been concentrating on tinkering with flower pots: "Miss, Bisha is hopeless, after observing it for so long, what she has done is really chilling." ”

Mu Liuge took the scissors and carefully trimmed the green branches and leaves, and his focused expression made Zhuyun a little puzzled.

"Miss, aren't you angry when you look at Bisha, how can you still be in the mood to prune the branches and leaves?" Zhuyun couldn't understand why Mu Liuge, who had never been interested in flowers and plants, suddenly liked to raise flowers.

A few days ago, Mu Liuge had a whim and said that he wanted to raise flowers, and when Mrs. heard it, she was very interested, and immediately sent someone to find a lot of flowers.

And Mu Liuge only chose a few pots to put in the room, and she didn't care much about the other flowers, but she was very interested in a pot of epiphany, and she had to tinker with it for a long time every day.

With so many varieties, Zhuyun couldn't figure out why Miss liked epiphany, which bloomed at night.

Mu Liuge put down the scissors in his hand, picked up the kettle on the side and watered it, his expression was indifferent and a little happy: "You should also learn to cultivate flowers and cultivate yourself." ”

"Miss, when is it now, are you still in the mood to joke. What if Bisha and Cheng Xiujie join forces to frame Miss. Zhuyun was so worried that she was going to die, Mu Liuge was still thinking about this pot of epiphany, is this pot of flowers more important than her life?

"Hehe, they don't have that chance anymore. As he spoke, Mu Liuge stared at the epiphany with satisfaction, hooked his lips and chuckled: "It should be able to bloom tonight." ”

Zhuyun shook his head speechlessly, feeling that Mu Liuge was stunned.

"Zhuyun, I need you to cooperate with me in a play tonight. Mu Liuge slowly raised his head, staring at her with a glittering gaze.

When Zhuyun heard this, his eyes lit up, and he responded: "Miss, you just give orders." ”

Mu Liuge smiled and leaned into her ear to tell her all the plans.

Zhuyun was amazed when he heard this, his face turned red with excitement, and his whole body stiffened, but he was a little scared in his heart.

"Miss-you-you-really-but, will this be-" Zhuyun admired Mu Liuge's methods so much that she fell to the ground, and her words trembled a little.

Mu Liuge stared at Epiphany with a smile, his eyes flashed with confidence: "Take a good look, it's up to you tonight." ”

Zhuyun didn't know if Mu Liuge was saying this to her or to Tanhua, but she felt that the young lady in front of her was too dark.

As night fell, the bustling Windy City gradually fell silent, and the night wind howled, blowing through the town, taking away the heat of the day, leaving only the coolness of the night.

In the Cheng family's mansion, Cheng Xiujie was just about to fall asleep when he heard the voice of the guards outside.

"Young Master—" The voice was very low.

Cheng Xiujie immediately opened the door, looked around, and only after ensuring safety did he let the guards into the house.

The guard hurriedly handed a note to Cheng Xiujie and said, "Young Master, this is a note from Bisha." ”

When Cheng Xiujie heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took the note and quickly unfolded it.

"Come to the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight, the slave family has an urgent report. ”

Cheng Xiujie's expression was shocked, and he had some doubts in his heart, could it be that Bisha found something?

It seemed to be urgent, and he had to make a trip.

"You go down, I'll go out later, and you can help me lay cover." ”

"Yes—"

After the words fell, Cheng Xiujie took advantage of the night to sneak out of the house.

And the Prime Minister's Mansion here is also surprisingly quiet, the moon is hidden in the clouds, and the night sky is only dotted with stars, making it seem dark all around.

As the saying goes, the night is dark and the wind is high on the night of murder, and there seems to be a murderous breath in the air.

It's just that Cheng Xiujie was too anxious, too careless about Mu Liuge's thoughts and means as a woman, or too conceited, so he sneaked into the Prime Minister's Mansion without hesitation and went straight to Bisha's room.

At this time, Mu Liuge was lying on the couch, closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he felt that the time was ripe, so he called Zhuyun who was waiting next to him: "I'm a little unwell, go and invite the lady and the master." Quietly, don't make a big fuss. ”

Zhuyun immediately understood, nodded with a smile, and hurriedly retreated-

After a while, Zhu Yun led the anxious Beichenhan and Du Chengxiang into Mu Liuge's courtyard in a hurry, and the three of them took two steps and three steps, and ran to Mu Liuge's couch in the blink of an eye.

Beichen Han Xu was in a hurry, with a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, seeing Mu Liuge's miserable pale face, he couldn't care about anything, and called up directly: "Oh, Ge'er, what's wrong with you, tell your mother quickly, what are you uncomfortable with?"

Prime Minister Du Cheng stood aside, his face was not good-looking: "Ge'er, Dad asked Zhuyun to give your doctor a look, it's not a way to drag it like this." ”R1154