"Let's go!"

The tempting flower was thrown in the shade, the rhizome quickly burrowed into the soil to gurgle and absorb the nutrients, the petals stretched out comfortably, and hummed: "It's rude!"

Dream Butterfly glanced lightly, and the tempting flower silently closed its mouth, pleasing to exude a richer floral fragrance, and the nearby plants withered rapidly.

It swayed alone in the air, slowly coming to a halt.

The petals close quickly, obscuring the beauty, blocking the fragrance of the flowers and disorienting the bees.

Mengdie bent down and touched it, feeling inexplicably sad in her heart, and she didn't know how to comfort the words in her mouth, so she could only accompany her in the most clumsy way.

A person and a flower are silent in the caress of the wind.

…………

A month later

Mengdie took the letter written by Steward Jiang to the periphery of Qingyue Valley, and met an acquaintance according to the address.

"The folk girl Shen Gurui greets Lord Meng."

Shen Gurui wore a veil and bowed to Mengdie Yingying, with a very humble attitude and a decent smile on her face.

"What does that mean?"

Mengdie looked at Steward Jiang with undisguised disgust in her eyes.

At the beginning, Shen Gurui relied on his good family background in the county seat, how arrogant he was to others, and he was even more contemptuous of ordinary people.

She was skilled, she not only deceived Shen Gurui's money, but also ruined her appearance, but she didn't expect the two of them to have a chance to meet again.

"Have you heard of Liu Hongtao?"

Steward Jiang answered the question, and the teacup in his hand rose with mist, blurring his eyebrows and eyes, and masking the faint smell of herbs.

Mengdie shook her head, sat on the main seat on the other side, and picked up the pastries on the table without any image and nibbled twice.

It's so delicious, Steward Jiang will really enjoy it, this delicate taste has to compete with the chef of Shengfu.

"Touring the imperial history, running a restaurant and brothel behind the scenes, and the pockets are rich."

Mengdie nodded, it seemed that she had figured out her family background and was ready to make a move.

Steward Jiang deliberately paused, and when he saw that she didn't answer, he coughed again, and continued: "Since Liu Hongtao intervened in the sale of sweet and sour soy sauce, the Jiang family has had several conflicts with him, but I didn't expect that the investigation during this period of time actually made me find out that the Jiang family's extermination disaster also has the shadow of his interference, and this time I want him to pay the price of blood." ”

Steward Jiang's withered old palm slammed on the table, the porcelain trembled and collided, and the wooden table made an unbearable hum.

"I wish you all the best." Dream Butterfly replied flatly.

There was no greed and anger that Steward Jiang had thought of in advance, and there was no curiosity to ask questions.

Steward Jiang touched his beard, and the other party's calmness made him have nowhere to use the several strategies and persuasions he had thought of in advance, and he couldn't hold back in one breath.

"You are too cold-blooded, your family has sheltered you from the wind and rain for many years, don't you even want to do anything."

"Don't forget who laid the foundation for you, and if you are ungrateful, you will spit out what you eat."

Shen Gurui stood up, pointing at Mengdie's face distorted, her eyes full of jealousy.

Why can she cultivate immortals, but she has to be married by the family.

It's all an unfair fate, so that she was reincarnated in a small family, and she didn't have the resources given by the family to cultivate immortals.

Mengdie sneered, looked at Steward Jiang as if he didn't care about himself, and mocked: "The Jiang family is a fart, I haven't eaten a grain of rice from the Jiang family, I haven't used a foot of cloth, even if the people of the Jiang family are all dead, it's none of my business, I don't have the surname Jiang, and my brother is not surnamed Jiang." ”