Pozhu looked at his master coldly.

got cheap and good, his master is really talented.

The young subordinate looked at him for a moment, and suddenly whistled out, causing the half-exposed young man to startle, wanting him to be quiet!

The whistle of the broken bamboo was a signal, and it didn't take long for two heads to poke out from the verandah not far from the house, and Shijo and the pheasant smiled and said, "Congratulations to the son, congratulations to the son!"

"Get out! Get out!"

Huo Ning's eyes hurt when she saw these two people.

He didn't know that he didn't have the right tendon in his brain, so he recruited the two. I didn't think it before, especially recently when he sent the two to Liang Yun.

Cheap.

Of course, the four and the pheasant couldn't roll, but they leaned over, looked at Huo Ning like a broken bamboo, and said with a smile: "Shizi, you know how you can feel at ease inside if there are no three subordinates guarding here, you must remember the good of your subordinates."

"Asking for money?"

Huo Ning asked impatiently, "Go to the account office in the house to collect it."

"Of course not!" The four raised their voices, and their eyes kept looking in, "The slave maid is now born as the second lady's person, and the second lady's ghost is dead, the slave and maid are worried about the second lady, how can you bear this delicate and weak person......

"You deserve to be punished!" Huo Ning furrowed her brows, she was hungry, "Go get me food, don't talk so much nonsense!"

"Shizi! The slave just wants to take a look at the second lady."

Shijo looked at him tentatively.

Huo Ning raised his arm, wanting to beat someone.

But at this moment, a hoarse voice came from the room, "Huo Ning......"

The young man immediately ignored the outsiders, closed the door, and walked quickly to her.

Liang Wan raised her heavy eyelids to look at him, seeing that the young man was energetic again, she was depressed, and she asked, "Have you dissipated the medicine?"

"For now."

The boy wasn't sure, but it seemed to be stronger than the first.

Now Liang Yun understands what those people in the ghost market mean, it is really a godsend, she is only afraid of three days and three nights now.

While he was awake, Liang Wan stood up, and it was difficult to lift her arm, she pointed to a corner of the room: "You bring that one."

Huo Ning was obedient, but she didn't understand what she wanted the rope to do.

"Four, pheasant."

Liang Wan heard the two talking outside the door, and as soon as he shouted, the two servants immediately came in.

The pheasant man and woman stood by the door, and as soon as the four entered it, their eyes suddenly widened, and they blurted out: "The son of the world is really a Qin beast."

It was the first time that the slave and maid scolded the master.

Shijo lowered his head and said, "Madam, what do you command?"

"Treat him... Tied up."

Liang Wan ordered, Sijo's eyes opened again, looking at the hemp rope in Huo Ning's hand, the little maid didn't understand what this meant for a moment.

But the second lady's order is a holy decree.

The four snatched the rope away at once, and in Huo Ning's outrageousness, she said, "The son of the world can't stand it."

When did a teenager receive this treatment? The person who has always drunk Baiying on the battlefield is hungry and tied up by the little!

Huo Ning was just about to stand up, but Liang Yun glanced at him coldly, and he didn't move.

Not long after, Huo Ning was tied to the chair.

With frowning brows, he looked at the woman lying on the bed, extremely depressed: "What are you doing?"

「… Shut his mouth."

She didn't want to see him now, not even to hear him.

Four got the order, found a handkerchief from the side and rubbed it, pinched Huo Ning's chin, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The boy's eyes were round.

Liang Wan was very tired, she wanted to continue to rest, waved her hand to let Sijo go down, the little maid looked at her master pitifully, and asked before going out, "Madam, do you want to give Shizi some food first?"

"No, I don't."

She rolled over and lay on the bed, thinking about eating? Is it enough to let him continue?

In the afternoon, an uninvited guest suddenly came to the mansion.

A servant is in the car

When people came down, the bright and pampered girl raised her eyes and looked at the plaque in the house.

"Qing Ju Ke."

Quan Weizhen looked at it for a moment and smiled: "I don't live in the Hou Mansion, come and live in this kind of place." It's a very elegant name."

She asked her servant to knock at the door.

In the mansion, Qin Yunzhu hadn't seen her mother-in-law for a day, and Qin Xiuwen said while walking, do you want to go over and take a look, but it just so happened that the two of them just opened the door of the mansion and bumped into the maid who was about to knock on the door.

Looking at each other, Quan Weizhen was handsome and immature in men's clothes, and his eyes fell on Qin Yunzhu in an instant.

The two little girls are the ones who are not angry, and this eye is like a needle to the wheat, and the dark fire is continuous.

Quan Weizhen laughed first: "You are the Miss Houfu that Brother Ning said he wanted to marry?"

Qin Yunzhu glanced at her: "Who are you?"

Quan Weizhen said: "I, call him Brother Ning, what do you say?"

「……」

Qin Yunzhu looked back at Qin Xiuwen impatiently.

Suddenly, he put his arms around his chest and said, "Brother, why did you say that there were so many bed bugs flying in Chang'an, and you thought that men had come to the door, it was really shameful."

Qin Xiuwen is still cultivated, and he thinks it's not good for his sister to say this.

He pulled the corner of Qin Yun's bamboo clothes and was waved away by the girl.

Quan Weizhen didn't expect to be scolded first, so he smiled angrily, and the maidservant guardian beside him: "How do you speak, my young lady is the sister of the dignified minister, how can you be so humiliated?"

Qin Yunzhu: "I scolded the bedbugs and named them?"

Quan Weizhen: "Presumptuous!"

In front of the good house, the two girls quarreled.

Qin Xiuwen couldn't stop his sister, let alone Quan Weizhen, so he could only hurry back and find Liang Yun.

At this time, in the room, Huo Ning was still hungry.

The boy felt that his viscera had shifted and he was not happy anywhere, and as time went on, he seemed to react again.

Qin Xiuwen did not get close to Liang Yun's house, but was stopped by four pheasants that suddenly appeared.

The hearts of the two moved, "What's the matter, little boy?"

"Mother-in-law, I'm looking for her."

The four pheasants stopped him in fright and didn't allow him to get closer, "Little boy, Madame was too tired and fell asleep last night, so don't disturb her."

"But now it's ...... outside."

Qin Xiuwen's voice was urgent, and he was about to break in, and the door that had been closed suddenly opened a crack, and Liang Yun walked out tiredly.

She seems to be sick like this, which makes people feel pity.

"What's going on out there?"

She asked softly.

When Qin Xiuwen saw her, he seemed to have found the backbone, "Mother-in-law, Miss Quan Xiang is here, and she and Yunzhu have an argument in front!"

A few words, let Liang Yun understand what is going on.

Miss Kwon... As soon as he thought of it, gloom lingered between his eyebrows, and the corner of his eyes looked inward from the corner of his eyes, thinking of the people in the house at the moment.

The right is true, and it must not come in.

If she was allowed to see Huo Ning in her room, it would not be once or twice.

She knows shame and knows how to advance and retreat.

It's just that fate seems to have played a joke on her, so that she actually saw her at this time, and she swore that she would draw a line with him, but what now?

Sink deeper and deeper.

Liang Wan straightened her dress and muttered, "Okay, I know."

She waved, "I'll go to the front right away."

Qin Xiuwen stood in place and didn't move, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he only felt that Liang Wan had changed, he couldn't say it, as if after a night, he was like a flower that was moisturized, and there was a trace of style in his indifferent temperament.