[Mingsheng, I hate you for being a piece of wood!! (Heartbreaking)]

[Shengbao, don't act separately, hurry up and keep Professor Jiang!] /scream]

[I'm enlightened, it's been a long time since the old man Jiang Guifei and the new Xiaohua Song Changzai compete in solo, Emperor Sheng is obsessed with government politics and ignores harem affairs/arch over]

[Hahahaha, sister upstairs, your description is too apt]

Jiang Guifei, who was assigned a separate investigation task, went to the next place alone, and Ming Sheng walked into Cuizhuju alone.

As soon as I entered the door, I met an old man who looked like a housekeeper and walked slowly from the shadows.

The old man looked at Ming Sheng with a serious face:

"Miss Ming, what are you doing at Miss Feihong's residence?"

At present, they don't know anything about the backstory of this dungeon, only that they know that they play the role of a side branch relative in this huge Xue family.

Regarding the old man's questioning, Mingsheng did not panic at all, and was as kind as a runner:

"It's cold in late autumn, and it's inevitable to think of some past events, so let's take a look on the way."

The old man NPC was almost not doubted by Ming Sheng's familiar tone, after all, the guests should not know anything about the background story.

And it will never be like Ming Sheng, who is nostalgic as soon as he speaks, as if he is more familiar with the story and character relationship of the Xue family than him.

The old man coughed twice and adjusted his mood:

"Since Miss Ming has the heart to come, then come with me to worship Miss Feihong."

Mingsheng followed behind the old man and let out a long sigh, as if he was really immersed in the emotions of the deceased.

Who would have thought that in fact she didn't know anything about this "old man".

Mingsheng's eyes were faintly sad: "I think Miss Feihong and I were ...... Forget it, no matter how I say it, it's my own wishful thinking in the end, why don't you tell me, I listen, and it will be Feihong appearing in front of me. ”

[Hahahaha, nonsense literature from Shengbao]

[Learning is wasted, this is listening to the words of the king, like a seat of words/doge]

The old man was almost caught up in this string of specious remarks, and wondered how Ming Sheng guessed the plot, and followed the person to say:

"Back then, I was the old housekeeper of the Xue family, everyone called me Steward Xue, Miss Feihong is the youngest daughter of Mrs., and Miss Ming is eight years old, and when you were young, you also played together."

"It's a pity that Miss Feihong's trust is not human, so she ended up with such a fragrant and jade death early."

While speaking, the two had already walked to the ancestral hall in the courtyard.

Steward Xue handed three sandalwood sticks to Ming Sheng: "Miss Ming." ”

Mingsheng took the incense candle, bowed a few times to the tablet in the hall, then inserted the incense, and turned his head to look at Steward Xue:

"Is there anything I can do for Sister Feihong?"

Steward Xue pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Miss Feihong's favorite flowers in Xiaofangyuan during her lifetime, it is about to be Miss Feihong's sacrifice day, if Miss Ming has a heart, go and pick a bouquet of her favorite flowers for Miss Feihong."

Before Ming Sheng asked, Steward Xue made a preemptive move:

"Miss Feihong treats you the best, Miss Ming, you must remember what kind of flowers Miss Feihong likes the most, right?"

Mingsheng smiled slightly, "That's nature." ”

Steward Xue took two steps back: "I have other things to do, if Miss Ming misses Miss Feihong, then let's walk around in this Cuizhu Residence." ”

The courtyard is not big or small, and there are four or five rooms, and the camera teacher maintains a distance after four or five steps from Mingsheng.

There must be a clue to Xue Feihong's favorite flower in the center of the green bamboo.

Mingsheng randomly pushed open a door, and just as he wanted to step in, he met the people inside.

In the next second, Mingsheng turned around violently to block the door, and smiled politely at the cameraman who hadn't come in yet:

"I'm sorry, brother, wait a little outside."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Forget it, I can't write it open, and it will affect the reading experience in the middle, so this chapter is only a short ToT

Good night