The first girl referred to Murong Heng.

The second girl refers to Su Jiu'er.

And this girl is naturally Su Jiu'er's personal maid Xiaolan.

The eerie silence in the hall was not broken, and Mother Liu suddenly froze in place, twisting her neck in disbelief and looking at the girl standing on the fifth floor.

The corners of Bai Siquan's mouth twitched and he was silent.

Everyone in the hall raised their necks one after another, and their movements were the same as Liu's mother.

Murong Heng carried the hem of his clothes and walked up slowly, and under the small lamp of the maid, the two figures disappeared into the darkness.

Mother Liu cried with a sad face, looked at Bai Siquan and muttered twice, and said aggrievedly: "How do I feel that the girl in our family is about to be abducted by a rabbit cub with a bad premonition?"

Bai Siquan laughed dryly twice, not daring to answer.

But I thought in my heart, half a year ago, didn't your girl almost run away?

"What's the matter with me?"

Everyone was looking forward to the rare Su Jiu'er in the world, but at the moment he was painting in the house.

And the content of the painting couldn't help but make the corners of Murong Heng's mouth twitch.

Because in the elegant drawing paper, the person who painted was Her Royal Highness the Prince of the Family who asked her to send the painting.

But seeing that on the painting paper, a young man, covered with black silk, there was still a gentle smile between the corners of his lips.

Although I can't see the brilliance of the eyes under the black silk, I can still feel the gentle and doting soul of the boy in the painting.

This is no longer something that can be done with the skill of painting, and it is impossible to paint such works without the extreme penetration of understanding and joy in the heart.

Just through this painting, a thought had already risen in Murong Heng's heart:

Su Jiu'er and Her Royal Highness, the son of her family, must have a leg!

Murong Heng pretended to be calm on the surface, but he was already amazed in his heart.

This little man looks cowardly, and the woman who sends it to the door will not touch it easily.

Who would have imagined that he would hook up with Su Jiu'er, a stunning girl who was eager to wear in the entire Yong'an City, without any sound.

Anyway, Murong Heng was deeply impressed.

During Su Jiu'er's painting, Murong Heng had already looked at her several times.

I just think she is more expressive and beautiful than rumored.

She bent down slightly, and her painting movements and expressions were very serious, demure and beautiful.

Her eyes flickered, clear as morning dew, without a trace of obscurity and flaws, her face was delicate and refined, her skin was brighter than snow, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque.

After watching it for a long time, even Murong Heng was a little sinky and obsessed.

After finishing the last stroke, Murong Heng saw that her eyes were crooked, looking at the person in the painting, her crescent-like eyes were shining, and they were very good-looking.

The little lamp dried the ink for her and framed it intimately.

Only then did Su Jiu'er finally set her eyes on Murong Heng.

Murong Heng smiled at her, took out the folded piece of drawing paper from his arms, and then spread it out on the empty desktop in front of Su Jiu'er.

The moment he spread it out, he really saw that Su Jiu'er's eyes lit up, and the joy in them could not be concealed.

"Before coming to this girl's boudoir, Heng'er didn't believe in those beautiful folk stories......"

She gently smoothed the drawing paper, looked at her with a smile and said, "Until this moment, Heng'er believed that in this world, there was really a heart and a soul to say this." ”

Su Jiu'er's eyes wandered on the drawing paper for a long time, then she raised her eyes and glanced at Murong Heng seriously, and said seriously: "You speak very well, I like you." ”

Murong Heng burst into tears, secretly thinking that this sycophant must be the most successful one she has filmed over the years.

It's just that I don't know if this girl will become her own housewife in the future.

Seeing that kid is so serious, it must be eight or nine to ten, right?

She had to hug the girl's thighs in advance.

"Since the painting was delivered, Heng'er said goodbye first. Murong Heng was slightly rude and prepared to leave.

Su Jiu'er carefully folded the drawing paper, treasured it close to her heart, and said slowly: "It's late at night, it's not safe for the girl to walk alone at night, why don't you stay here for a night?"

Murong Heng was stunned, he didn't expect her to want to stay so much, and the words of euphemism and refusal just came to his lips and was about to spit out.

Who knew that when she looked at Su Jiu'er's clear and dewy eyes, she was stunned, and then nodded lightly and said, "Then bother." ”

The maid held a bright yellow table lamp, placed it on the table, picked out the wick, and the candle flame dyed a little brighter.

Murong Heng and Su Jiu'er were not in a hurry to fall asleep, they sat lightly at each other's eyes, Su Jiu'er poured tea for her, and said with a chuckle: "Kyoto Yunlu tea, it has the effect of sleeping and nourishing the skin, the girl tastes it." ”

Murong Heng picked up the tea cup and tasted it, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Kyoto Yunlu tea, only the Hengyuan Chamber of Commerce can buy it, and its tea is extremely rare and precious, but no matter how precious this tea is, it is not as precious as the girl's hand to pour tea for Heng'er herself." ”

Su Jiu'er looked at her intently and asked with a smile, "You are his person." ”

Murong Heng subconsciously wanted to answer yes, but suddenly her scalp was numb, and she inexplicably felt a chill in her heart under that beautiful smile.

Then he hurriedly laughed dryly and changed his words: "I am a person who works for His Royal Highness the Prince, not a person in the room." ”

Silent tears in my heart, didn't you say you liked me?

What are you doing now?

I feel bitter in my heart.

Su Jiu'er still had a smile in her eyes, and she also picked up the teacup and wet the corners of her lips slightly, and continued: "But how did I hear that Miss Heng'er was assassinated some time ago and lost her beloved son to the son. ”

Her gaze shifted downward, clearly blocked by the table in front of her, but Murong Heng still felt the gaze that fell on her lower abdomen strangely.

What happened in the small manor is not a secret, after all, there are many people alive that day.

"Miss Jiu'er misunderstood, that day was just to anger the enemy, deliberately lying. ”

Su Jiu'er's eyes condensed slightly: "What do you want to do?"

Murong Heng's heart sank, through those two paintings of the same heart, she had already realized that this Su Jiu'er girl was a credible person close to that kid in his heart.

And he asked himself to come here to send paintings, I'm afraid it's not just to send paintings.

Murong Heng was very smart, so she took a deep breath and said with a slight smile: "What I want to do is very simple, eradicate the power of the Zhao family and prove to His Royal Highness that I am qualified to inherit the jade he gifted." ”

Su Jiu'er gently dipped her fingers into the tea cup, dipped the white fingers of the jade onion, and then her fingertips fell on the table, writing an extremely upright and elegant 'Chu' character one by one.

She seemed to have a smile on her face: "What Miss Heng'er really wants to inherit is this." ”

Murong Heng's face smiled even deeper: "Yes." ”

A night of peace and whispering.

The sun rises in the east, and the morning fog is misty.

Under the shocked gaze of Bai Siquan and Liulian's many benefactors, Murong Heng went down and listened to Yuxuan.

They are incredible.

Rujing has never met guests alone for a year, and the distant and unreachable girl Su Jiu'er, who rarely appears in the eyes of the benefactor, actually left a woman for one night!

How terrible!

Liu's mother, who knew about this, had already fainted in the thatched house crying.

That night, in the alleys of Kyoto, there was news that Song Ying, the son of the Song family, had died violently in the casino.

That night, he almost lost his family.

Everyone only thought that Song Ying, who had always been the king of casinos, just couldn't stand such a blow and died violently.

No one would associate this matter with the nameless manor, let alone the woman who walked out of Su Jiu'er's boudoir in the morning.

........................

When Ling Tiansu and Gu Ran and the others converged, Gu Ran already had a general understanding of the general situation of Jiaoling Pass.

Led by Cheng Fei'an, the city guard, he led a large number of Nanfu troops back to station.

I have to say that Xie Jia, the woman who was similar to her next to her, was very efficient, and in just half an hour, she returned to the post station with a large bag of things.

That resolute appearance suddenly made Ling Tiansu feel that in this world, money is really a good thing.

When I have some free time, I must go back and tidy up the small manor.

Xie Jia handed over everything in his hand to Ling Tiansu.

Ling Tiansu looked at the contents of the package slightly, and his eyes were stunned, but he found that there was one more thing that he did not ask for.

It was a golden fruit, round and round, with a small green leaf cap growing at one end, and it looked vibrant.

Ling Tiansu recognized this fruit at a glance.