"I'll be back in a moment."

Ye Xiuyan got what she wanted, and happily spun around in place, like a cheerful butterfly flying out.

"This girl."

Ye Junlan smiled dotingly: "I think about playing all day long, and I can't be idle for a moment." ”

"At this age, it's a fun time."

Qinglin lit a hand stove, stuffed it under the thin blanket, and brought the master a cup of hot tea: "A child of her age, even if it is the son of the noble family, she will not be too tight, and let them have fun." ”

"That's right."

Ye Junlan smiled gently, picked up the teacup and took a sip, listened to the music, closed his eyes comfortably, and enjoyed it.

*

The backyard of Xianle Fang, the study.

Xianghu was dressed in red, stunning and captivating, sitting on a chair, invisibly revealing a fierce murderous aura.

If the squire sword and the others were present, they would definitely not be able to believe that the Blood Shadow Shadow Lord at this moment and the fox spirit who liked to play tricks on them were the same person.

"Shadow Master, Fengqi is strong and powerful, and it is not comparable to Xiliang."

Yin Jiutang stood in front of her respectfully, bowed down and said: "Liyang is the Kyoto of Fengqi Country, and the price of real estate is even more ridiculously high. ”

"And"

She seemed to have a problem, her eyebrows frowned, and she stopped talking.

"And what?"

Ye Xiuyan just pushed the door in at this moment and glanced at her with a smile.

"You are?"

Yin Jiutang was shocked, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She was just talking, and she didn't even notice anyone approaching.

"We've met."

Ye Xiuyan wiped her right hand on her face and changed back to her true face.

"You are the apprentice of Lord Blood Rakshasa ?"

Yin Jiutang looked at Yuxue's cute little girl in disbelief, was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled with relief.

Lord Blood Rakshasa is good at disguise, and has the title of Thousand-Faced Poison Doctor in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Her apprentice is naturally also good at disguise.

"Go on."

Xianghu waved his hand and motioned for her to continue, implying that Lord Blood Rakshasa's apprentice was his own person, so there was no need to shy away from it.

"Yes."

Yin Jiutang reined in his thoughts, and had a little more respect for Ye Xiuyan between his words: "The relocation of the chief helm involves a wide range of things, and as soon as the people of Xianle Fang leave, the embroidery pavilion and business will inevitably be affected." ”

"Our embroidery workshop is not very competitive, and if we lose the order of Lefang, the business will plummet, and the embroidery girls are afraid that it will be difficult to maintain their basic livelihood."

"Why is Xiufang's business so bad?"

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flashed, and she pretended to be puzzled: "I once heard the master say that the embroidery lady of the Embroidery Pavilion is ingenious, and the clothes made are beautiful and novel, and they are rare treasures. ”

"That's a long way to talk."

Yin Jiutang raised his eyelids and glanced at Xianghu, revealing a little resentment: "The girl doesn't know, the heyday of the embroidery pavilion has passed." ”

"Since Lord Blood Rakshasa went into hiding, Xiufang has never made a trend-setting dress, and the old customers of the year were also extremely disappointed in the embroidery pavilion and were robbed by other embroidery studios."

"Hey."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were deep and sad.

How could she not understand?

It's just that she was approaching the deadline back then, and she didn't want the four unconscious rebels to be unsheltered after her death, so she deliberately concealed the news of her death and left alone.

When he sat down, he was lonely, and there was no one to be buried.

When she is a teacher, she is sad to be like this, and there is no one left!

(End of chapter)