"Go and call for Huaizaburo." Xie Xian pressed the corner of the scroll with his fingertips and spoke lightly.

He always knew that she was a good color.

How long he stood in the snow back then, she hid in the library and watched him for a long time.

During the competition, he was also frequently distracted, thinking that he was unconsciously glancing at him again and again, and then he lost his eyes in a hurry, so he became serious.

But in the same way, he knew very well how hard her heart was under the appearance of a face-thirsty appearance.

She saw that he was astonished, and stabbed him mercilessly.

Her good colors are limited to leisure hobbies, and according to her true nature, it is impossible to climb the wall in the middle of the night in the wind and rain to see the colors.

There must be hidden secrets in it.

And it's important to her.

A quarter of an hour later, Huaizuo stood in the study.

"Don't be formal, sit down and talk." Xie Xian had a shallow smile on his face, and his hand was slightly raised to stop his salute.

Xie Xian, if he shows his humble gentleman's mask when dealing with people, and then smiles or two, it will suddenly give people the illusion of a breeze, and people will unconsciously relax their vigilance.

He easily dissipated the restraint of Huaizuo.

Huaizuo relaxed slightly and sat down as he said.

"San Lang moved away from Yilan Xiaozhu, have you asked Mu Gongzi what his plans are in the future?"

Xie Xian sat behind the bookcase in a simple robe, showing his unconventional clarity even more.

His voice is warm,

"Huanguan is not a good place to return after all, he is kind to you, you are now in my house, you are your own person, if you have ideas, you may as well tell us directly."

His care was very touching, and Huaizuo was deeply moved.

"I have some ideas, I was going to make a contribution one day, and ask you for a favor, to free him from slavery, and to save some money to buy a house to take him out."

At this point, he paused, and his face showed regret,

"It's just...... I said the same thing to him when I left, but he refused, saying that he was used to staying in a lively place over the years, and he couldn't stand the poverty and loneliness when he went out. ”

"So...... People have their own ambitions, and they can't help but come. Xie Xian comforted him, and changed his words: "Then there are still people in his family?" If there is any problem in his family, you can take care of it in the future, which is also a way to repay him. ”

Huaizuo shook his head: "No, in the second year of Zhenyuan, the flood in the south took away all his relatives, he fainted on the street with hunger at a young age, and was picked up by the head of the opera garden team. ”

His expression did not seem to be fake, and there was no sign of lying, and Xie Xian's eyebrows were almost imperceptibly raised.

His answer was not leaky, there were only two possibilities, Huaijia Saburo was a good singer and songwriter, and the other was that Mu Si did not tell him the truth.

He didn't know it, and every sentence was a mantra from the bottom of his heart, so naturally there was no flaw to be found.

Xie Xian judged that the latter was more likely.

He guessed right.

Mu Si did not tell Huai Zuo the truth, before the Meng family's accident, Mu Si did not know that his father had a relationship with Huai Weipu, the household servant.

Father's old department came to him and handed him the contact token between Father and Huai Weipu, and he learned that Father had a great friendship with the three members of the dynasty.

Originally, Mu Si didn't plan to hide it from Huaizuo, after all, they have the same goal, and even the enemies are the same batch, so they should communicate with each other and cooperate seamlessly.

However, as soon as he came into contact, he found that Huai Saburo was pure and benevolent, especially not good at lying, so he stopped thinking about it and waited for the right time to talk about it.

That's five years.

He didn't suspect that Huai Saburo would betray him, he was afraid that he would encounter a situation like today, and he would be tricked unconsciously.

Mu Si is still relatively forward-looking, but he met Xie Xian.

It can only be said that a mountain is higher than a mountain.

Xie Xian didn't get the information he wanted on Huaizuo, so he turned his head and asked Qing Yan to check Mu Si's life.

What is fake can't be true, no matter how hidden it is, it can't withstand the scrutiny of people with heart and ability, and there are always clues to be found.

But after a day's work, the detailed information about Mu Si was handed to Xie Xian's desk.

In addition to the fact that he has not found out the identity of Meng Jiawulang for the time being, the forces he has cultivated in the imperial capital over the years, which square and alley he belongs to, and which wharves he mixes, can be seen at a glance.

If Mu Si knew that he would attract this plague god because of Pei Shu, it is estimated that he would swallow her heart alive.

Pei Shu is also wronged!

How could she know that she had avoided people far away as much as possible, and still kept her heart from dying.

Unaware that his every move had fallen into the eyes of others, Pei Shu went to Cainan Courtyard again the next day to discuss the specific details with Mu Si.

Qing Yan reported Pei Shu's movements that day, Xie Xian lowered his eyebrows, and tapped his fingertips on the table.

It turned out that she was going to secondment Mu Si's people......

There are more than 200 guards in the Guogong Mansion, which is not enough for her?

What is the intention, this is to poke a hole in the sky of the imperial capital?

On the other hand, the rescue of Aunt Xin was finalized, and Pei Shu's whole person relaxed, and she took Yunque to tinker in the house every day for the past few days.

Today's flop lactose smoothie.

This smoothie is made by adding honey, jam and crushed hawthorn to the milk, and then placing it in a sealed ice box to condense into a muddy ice.

After being made, the milk is thick, sweet and sour, delicious and relieves the heat.

Pei Shu licked the little tiger teeth on the upper jaw angle, and looked out the window: "Why didn't this Yunque go to get milk for a long time?" ”

Looking at the appearance of the gluttonous cat she wanted to wear, Rue Lu laughed: "This little girl, the designated and called the kitchen's delicacies hooked her feet." ”

The gang in the kitchen hung on the dog's life with a bowl of soup a day, suffered a great crime, and found out to develop new dishes and flatter the woman.

Pei Shu was about to finish eating a plate of pastries, and Yunque rushed in like a gust of wind.

There was an indescribable heat all over my body, and I felt like my hair was about to catch fire.

Yunlu took the milk that was about to be spilled, and wondered in her heart, what kind of temper did she have?

"Who's messing with you again?"

Yunque's chest rose and fell, glanced at Pei Shu, opened her mouth and was silent.

Pei Shu's sitting posture remained unchanged, leaning on the Luohan Collapse: "Your symptoms are like some terrible gossip in your ears, and it is a waste that you splash good milk with you." ”

Yunque opened her mouth in surprise: "The female monarch already knows? ”

Pei Shu laughed: "A little gossip makes you angry like this?" ”

Yun Que's eyes widened: "Not to mention, you don't know how over-the-top and ugly it is!" ”

Because Pei Shu has often patronized Cainanyuan recently, the rumors about her in Dijing City have been flying all over the sky.

There is a great potential to burn the prairie fire.