Chapter 857 Temptation

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Hearing this, Shui Yiren raised his eyebrows, and it was naturally not an ordinary person who could make Yun Haotian deliberately explain, so he obediently shouted: "Uncle Yun is good." ”

"Alas, don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Mrs. has tormented the old slave." Steward Yun smiled and led people in.

As he wished, the Shui Yi people saw the legendary Hua Qiu, an inconspicuous second-class maid, who belonged to the kind that could not be found if she was lost in the crowd. And Shui Yiren, who has the memory of two lives, clearly understands that it is such an inconspicuous person who is most suitable to be an undercover spy.

At the moment when Hua Qiu appeared, Yun Haotian quietly glanced at Shui Yiren, and Shui Yiren beckoned to Hua Qiu not far away.

"Come here, Mrs. Ben has come to the General's Mansion for the first time, and I will take Mrs. Ben around."

"This ...... Madam, why don't you let the old slave show you around? Seeing that Shui Yiren pointed at Hua Qiu, Steward Yun couldn't help but suggest worriedly. But he didn't know that Shui Yiren came for Huaqiu this time, so naturally he wouldn't give up.

"No, no, just her, anyway, it's just going around, Uncle Yun, you're busy with you." After that, he said to Yun Haotian: "Don't you have something to deal with, hurry up, we'll go back when you're done, I'll go around." ”

Yun Haotian nodded and took Uncle Yun to the study.

"Is the general really okay? Wouldn't it be too dangerous to let Madame and Hua Qiu be together? Uncle Yun, who followed behind, didn't understand what Yun Haotian had in mind, but Hua Qiu's ability to poison was very powerful, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, she knows what's going on lately?" Yun Haotian waved his hand and asked about the affairs of the house.

"Mrs. Hou came there once, and I asked the general when he would take Mrs. back to have a look."

Yun Haotian replied, 'I know', and the two were speechless for a while, and entered the study one after the other.

After separating from Yun Haotian, Shui Yiren let Hua Qiu lead the way, and he followed her for a leisurely stroll, asking some gossip while shopping.

"What's your name?"

"Flower Autumn."

"What are the good views of the General's Mansion?"

"There is a clear water lake in the atrium, the peonies in the west garden are in full bloom, and the bamboo forest in the northwest corner is also a good place to go, the winding path is quiet, and there is a small open space in the innermost part that has some wildflowers scattered very good."

"You've been in the house for a few years, where are you? Are both parents there? Shui Yiren listened to Hua Qiu's answer without moving, and also analyzed the depth of the other party in his heart.

An ordinary second-class maid, she is still very inconspicuous and does not like the master, but she can make the entire general's mansion clear, even in such a remote place in the northwest corner, she knows it very well, this person said that she is not a spy She doesn't believe it. Hua Qiu didn't expect that she proposed that the Northwest Bamboo Forest was originally going to poison the Shui Yi people there, but the Shui Yi people saw the flaws.

"I've been in the mansion for five years, and I don't know where I'm from, I just remember being bought and bought since I was a child, and then I came to the general's mansion."

"Oh, it turned out to be a poor person, so what kind of work do you usually do, are you tired or not, or I'll talk to Steward Yun and give you an easy job." Shui Yiren nodded, and replied in an old-fashioned way, but it was not leaky.

Hua Qiu also had a stomach full of questions, although she had never seen Shui Yiren, she knew it, and because of the white pear, she still knew a lot, when she heard Shui Yiren call herself Mrs. just now, she guessed the identity of Shui Yiren. At the beginning, he was vigilant, but when he heard the words behind Shui Yiren, he couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief.

ridiculed in his heart, in the end, he was born in the countryside, and his heart was so simple that he could.

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