On the third day of the fifth month, at noon.

In the Xianwang Mansion, Ling Xiaoxiao, whose face was sinking like water, walked through the courtyard all the way, and hurried to Qingfeng's residence.

Along the way, whether she met the disciples of Xianwangfu and Wudang respectfully and saluted, or the guests of Shaolin, Kunlun, Kongtong, and Tangmen greeted them warmly, she nodded her head and ignored them too much. From beginning to end, he did not squint, strode the meteor, and walked away in the stunned and surprised gaze of everyone.

"Senior sister, you ...... Why are you here?"

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao, Zheng Songren and more than ten other Wudang disciples who were guarding the courtyard were all stunned and surprised.

"Why can't I come?"

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the people who were looking at each other with unkind eyes, and said suspiciously: "The Xianwang Mansion is my own territory, why do you need so many people to guard the door......?" Are you worried that something will happen to your father?"

"Senior sister, don't get me wrong, the Xianwang Mansion is impregnable, how can there be any accidents......? Just doing what you are told. Seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao was "not a good comer", Zheng Songren couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, so he hurriedly prevaricated, "By the way, has Senior Sister ever had lunch? Do you want me to send someone to the ......kitchen?"

"Zheng Songren, you don't have to be sloppy in front of me!" Ling Xiaoxiao unceremoniously interrupted Zheng Songren's concern, "I'm here to ask for someone!"

"Someone?" Zheng Songren's eyes quietly changed, and he asked pretending to be confused, "Who does Senior Sister want?"

"My personal maid, Huan'er. Ling Xiaoxiao got straight to the point, "Every morning, Huan'er waits for me to get up and change clothes, but I can't wait for her this morning." Huan'er has always been careful in her work, and she has never made such a mistake in her many years in the house. I sent someone to look for her all morning, and I couldn't wait to search all the corners and corners of the house, but I still couldn't find any trace of her. Until just now, I was told that you had taken her out of the maid's room last night, and she has not returned all night. Zheng Songren, you tell me honestly, what did you do to Huan'er, and where are you hiding her now?"

"I ......"

Facing Ling Xiaoxiao's aggressive questioning, Zheng Songren couldn't help but feel frightened, his face changed color, and he couldn't say anything after a while.

"What am I?" Ling Xiaoxiao frowned and said angrily, "Are you interested in seeing lust and wanting to be happy with Huan'er...... Zheng Songren, you should know my temper, I hate lustful people the most in my life! You dare to have evil thoughts in the Xianwang Mansion, and hit my handmaid with your ideas, I ......"

"Wronged! Great wronged!" These charges frightened Zheng Songren's face to change, and he hurriedly defended, "Although I am not a decent man, I am not a despicable villain. Senior sister, I swear to God that I have absolutely no evil thoughts about Huan'er. If not, teach me that the sky thunders and splits, and I will not die well......"

"So...... Do you admit that you kidnapped Huan'er?" Ling Xiaoxiao grabbed Zheng Songren's handle and said unhappily, "Since you didn't want to see it, why did you kidnap her?" As far as I know, you and Huan'er have never known each other in their lives, and they don't seem to have any grudges. ”

"I ...... I ......"

Zheng Songren seemed to have something unspeakable, and he wanted to speak several times and stopped, but after all, he didn't say a word.

"Why are you spitting and spitting?" Ling Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked around, seeing that the door was closed, so she cautiously tried it with deep meaning, "Look at your formation today...... Is this related to Dad?"

"Senior sister, forgive me...... Can't say anything about ......."

"Could it be that Dad is ...... Huan'er?"

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoxiao's face changed suddenly, and she could no longer care about Zheng Songren, who was vague, and pushed away the disciples who were blocking in front of her, and walked towards the room angrily.

"Since you can't say anything, I'll ask whoever can say it......"

"Senior sister, the head of the sect has just instructed that no one is allowed to go in and disturb!"

"We are also acting on orders, and I hope that Senior Sister will not embarrass us. ”

"It's better for Senior Sister to go back and rest first, and we will definitely pass it in time afterwards......"

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao burying her head and breaking through, all the disciples showed panic on their faces.

The breeze was strict, and they had to fulfill their duties. But because of Ling Xiaoxiao's identity, they didn't dare to be rude, so they swarmed forward and dissuaded them with good words.

"Get out of the way!" Ling Xiaoxiao scolded everyone angrily while pushing and shoving everyone, "What are you stopping me from doing? What is Dad doing in the room? Is Huan'er also inside?"

"Senior sister, you must not think crankily, let alone insult the reputation of the master, things are not as ...... as you think"

"Since it's not what I thought, why be sneaky and secretive?"

Because Ling Xiaoxiao was hurt too deeply by Luo Tianjin, she was extremely sensitive to "things between men and women", and even a little ...... Bigotry.

In the depths of her heart, no matter how old or young men are, they are all "womanizers" who are unkind, like the new and hate the old.

Because of this, when she realized that Huan'er's disappearance was very likely to be related to Qingfeng, the first thought that popped up in her heart was "to see the color". Looking at the 'strict formation' in the courtyard, the 'obstruction in every way' of the disciples, and Zheng Songren's "unspeakable", all of them deepened Ling Xiaoxiao's suspicions.

Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't tolerate this kind of thing, and the other party was her closest, most respected, and most relied on father, so she couldn't say anything suppressed and angry in her heart.

For a while, she had mixed tastes and anger, which made her temper more and more irritable.

"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless!" Ling Xiaoxiao glared at the people who were in a dilemma, and asked word by word, "Do you want me to call the wild goose to come back?"

"Senior sister, we ......"

"Xiaoxiao, is it in your heart to be a father...... Is it really that unbearable?"

Before the flustered Zheng Songren could explain, a question full of displeasure suddenly came out of the room.

"Squeak!"

There was a soft sound, and the door was left and right. The expressionless breeze slowly walked out of the room, accompanied by the crying and laughing Lonely Sun and Lonely Moon.

"Father, two uncles, you are ......?"

Seeing the three of them, Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned at first, and then regretted. In his heart, he secretly condemned himself for not doubting his father with vile and dirty thoughts.

"Xiaoxiao, with your identity today, what kind of system is it to shout here?"

"Daddy is angry, my daughter is just ......" In the face of Qingfeng's reproach, Ling Xiaoxiao seemed to be getting darker and darker, so she repeated her words and spoke incoherently, "Huan'er is my favorite girl, when I learned that Zheng Songren kidnapped her, I was angry for a while, and I ......"

"Yu'er is your biological daughter, and she has not seen you lose her temper for many days after running away from home. Xiaoxiao, it is clear that you have a thorn in your heart, and you can't tolerate anything about 'male and female love' around you. ”

"Daddy's lesson is that his daughter ...... Wrong. ”

"Alas!"

Looking at Ling Xiaoxiao, who had a haggard face and was in a sluggish spirit, Qingfeng inevitably felt compassion and couldn't bear to speak harshly. After hesitating for a moment, Fang Cai's eyes eased, and a bitter sigh came out of his mouth: "That's it! ”

"Yes......"

As soon as Qingfeng said this, all the disciples quickly moved out of the way, and watched the depressed Ling Xiaoxiao walk quickly into the room.

"You continue to keep watch in the courtyard!"

"Yes. ”

Lone Sun gave the order, and slammed the door shut.

"Dad, Uncle Lonely Day, Uncle Lonely Moon, you are ......"

"Something...... Dad doesn't tell you because he doesn't want you to worry. Qingfeng waved his hand to interrupt Ling Xiaoxiao's doubts, and said unhurriedly, "It's a pity that the paper can't contain the fire after all, since you are the real master of the Xianwang Mansion and one of the protagonists of this 'hoe and rape conference', my father can hide it from you for a while, but he can't hide it from you for a lifetime." ”

"This ......" Ling Xiaoxiao was confused, "what are you hiding from me, what are you not letting me know?"

"Miss, have you noticed that the Xian Wang's Mansion has been ...... recently? It's getting more and more wrong?" Gu Yue asked rhetorically for no reason, "Especially the 'old guards' led by Xie Xuan, are they acting more and more strangely? Are they becoming more and more blatant when they repeatedly disobey you?" Don't mention it, just talk about guarding the dungeon, at the beginning, Xie Xuan obviously promised that the Wudang disciples would be fully responsible, but later there was a farce of Xu Heng and Ling Qing leading people to break in. Recently, this situation has intensified......"

"What do you mean? Is there another person going to make trouble?"

"It's not to make trouble, but to interfere with the guards of the dungeon under the banner of 'being prepared'. Gu Ri explained, "Now, the dungeon of the Xianwang Mansion is guarded by two groups of people, one group is the disciples of Wudang, and the other group is the disciples of the Xianwang Mansion. Interestingly, the two groups of disciples went their own way and were not accommodating to each other. When the people of the Xian Wang's Mansion wanted to enter the dungeon, the Wudang disciples would do their best to stop them. When the people of Wudang want to enter the dungeon, the disciples of the Xianwang Mansion will not give an inch. When someone entered the dungeon with the warrant of the head or Xie Xuan, although the two groups of disciples did not dare to stop it, they would follow closely without leaving. At the moment, it's more ...... 'watch each other' than 'guarding together'. ”

"This ......" Ling Xiaoxiao was shocked, "Why don't I know anything about it?"

"Dad doesn't tell you because he doesn't want you to worry about being tired. As for why Xie Xuan didn't tell you......"

As for this, a terrifying light suddenly flashed in Qingfeng's eyes. After being silent for a long time, he made up his mind and said openly, "Because Xie Xuan is a 'traitor', and you and I are not of the same mind at all!" He sent someone to guard the dungeon is indeed 'prepared', but not for us to 'prepare', but for Liu Xunyi to 'take precautions'." It's called a warden, but it's actually ...... Protection. ”

"Shhh

Qingfeng's bluntness made Ling Xiaoxiao's heart tremble, and her thoughts fell into chaos, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"But...... Dad said last time that Xie Xuan was 'shrewd and capable, old and skilled, and a rare auxiliary and capable minister in the Central Plains martial arts'. and repeatedly told her daughter to cherish it, and reprimanded me for not being suspicious and suspicious......" At this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao was confused, her heart was like numbness, and she asked again and again, "Why do you ...... today?" And say he's a 'mole'?"

"Actually, last time, it was my father who deliberately promoted Xie Xuan. One is for you to be relieved, and the other is ...... Prevent the 'inner ghosts' around you from leaking our plans. ”

"What?" Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes changed suddenly, shocked and stunned, "The 'inner ghost' around me...... What does it mean? Why does Daddy ......?"

Before she finished speaking, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Ling Xiaoxiao's mind, and a terrifying thought poured into her heart irrepressibly. His complexion instantly turned pale as paper, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly from the emotional shock.

"Could it be...... Could it be that Huan'er ...... her?"

"Alas!"

With a sigh, the breeze waved his sleeves, and an internal strength turned into a gust of wind, and a screen standing in the room flew high.

Behind the screen, a young girl with a disheveled head, a blue nose and swollen face, messy clothes, and a bloodstained body, and was tied up with hemp rope and flowers, appeared in Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes.

This woman is the personal maid she misses, Huan'er.

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