The past is like a dream, Tang Xuehui

Tang Xuehui slapped the letter paper in her hand on the table with a "snap", and exclaimed, "What······ What!! how could he not be dead?!"

Mei Ying didn't dare to talk, but she couldn't help but wonder who didn't die and made Miss so angry.

Tang Xuehui took a few deep breaths, her plump chest rose and fell violently, and said, "Mei Ying, has Mu Gongzi returned home?"

Mei Ying said cautiously: "Mu Gongzi ordered someone to send a message back to say that he led a team of association mages to investigate a group of 'Tsing Yi assassins', and he may come back later." ”

"Good ······" Tang Xuehui's mood is still very unstable, "Very good······ I can't let my mother know that he's not dead, and my position can't be shaken······"

Mrs. Tang??······ Who didn't die??!!

"Vomit," Tang Xuehui retched twice, Mei Ying hurriedly grabbed to help her, and exclaimed, "Miss, are you okay?"

Tang Xuehui knew that she was just frightened, and this thing in her stomach was in the way······ She tore the letter to shreds and said, "Burn it." ”

Mei Ying said: "Yes!" She gathered the shredded paper into a pile and was about to take it away, Tang Xuehui said: "Don't take it away, you go and get a light fire and burn it in front of me." ”

Mei Ying agreed, turned around and went out.

The pane "lattice" sounded softly.

Mei Ying came back soon, and although the door was open, she still knocked on the door and said, "Miss?"

She didn't dare to forget that when she was in the Tang Mansion before, because she broke into the lady's boudoir and found a knife and a huge amount of silver ticket when she cleaned up the lady's cabinet, the young lady was furious. She didn't think there was anything strange about the knife and the silver ticket, but Miss was very angry, and that night Miss Green Ran came to the Tang Mansion for the first time, and Miss Tang couldn't hold back her cold words and reprimanded Mei Ying. She still doesn't understand why Miss is so moody, but since Miss and her ······ And her······ After that, the young lady seemed less wary of her.

There seemed to be someone talking in a low voice, Tang Xuehui seemed to be sorry and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, I can't do it······"

The conversation stopped abruptly, and Tang Xuehui said in a deep voice: "Come in." ”

Mei Ying walked in with the candle, the curtains seemed to be still fluttering slightly, Tang Xuehui looked calm, took the candle, bent down and slowly put the flame down, the flame was burning, she put the candle on the table, and quietly watched the shredded paper on the ground slowly burn into ashes.

"Mei Ying," Tang Xuehui seemed to be very calm, and her tone was also very cold, "Do you think, me or Tang Shu, which one is better?"

Mei Ying was stunned.

She didn't want to lie, Tang Shu was really good back then, she didn't have any shelf at all, she was very gentle and polite to all her subordinates, and she had poetry and books in her belly, both civil and military, in contrast, she was moody, and Tang Huixue, who thought she was brilliant, was naturally much inferior.

Tang Xuehui smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, Mei Ying, just tell the truth." Tang Gongzi is much better than me, isn't he?"

“······” Mei Ying didn't dare to tell her directly, and said tremblingly, "Young master······ The young master is ······ Everyone said that the young master was a once-in-a-century genius, so naturally, ······ Naturally, it's a rare ······"

"Okay," Tang Xuehui interrupted her coldly, "I know, Tang Gongzi's martial arts are better than me, and Wen Taowu is slightly ······ Hmm······ And what about serving my mother? Who is more pleasing to my mother, him or me?"

Mei Ying said in her heart, is the young master the lady's biological son, or the only son, can he not be pamper······ed? And ······ Of course, such disrespectful words cannot be exported······ Miss just picked it up from the street to fill the wound in Madame's heart after the young master's death, can this be the same······ And although the young lady's personality is exquisitely on the surface, she is always a little indifferent and moody, of course, she hides it well in front of her wife, but in front of her personal maid, she gradually can't hide it······

“······” Mei Ying didn't dare to answer, and finally knelt on the ground with a "plop" and said, "Ask Miss to spare the slave maid······"

"Get up," Tang Xuehui sighed and said exhausted, "I know, I don't think I can be better than Tang Gongzi, for so many years, I haven't lived like walking on thin ice every day······ In that case, he can't come back, or what······" A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she muttered, "But it will take time to be unprovoked······ Time······ He can't come back for a while······ I'll have to go myself, and I'd better have no burden in my stomach, yes, it's a reason to go back to my parents' house for a while······"

Mei Ying stood up, not daring to interrupt her train of thought.

"Mei Ying," Tang Xuehui said coldly, "Give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, do you want to?"

Mei Ying was shocked, fell to her knees again, and said, "Of course, of course." Miss, please speak. ”

Tang Xuehui smiled, and two round dimples appeared on her cheeks: "You'd better not tell anyone else, anyone." ”

"Yes, the slave doesn't dare!" Mei Ying shuddered.

“······”

Mei Ying was shocked and said, "This ······ This ······"

"You don't want to do it?"

"No, the slave doesn't dare! The slave will do it!"

"What did you just say Mu Gongzi went to investigate?"

"Little ······ Miss, it's an assassin in Tsing Yi. ”

Tang Xuehui smiled proudly: "Oh, did they notice Tsing Yi? very good······ Mei Ying, who do you think is better between Mu Gongzi and Feng Sect Master?"

"Slave maid······ The slave maid has never seen the Wind Sect Master······"

"What about me and Shallot?"

Why is Miss always comparing tonight? The tone of this sentence made Mei Ying really dare not tell the truth.

"Naturally, Miss ······"

"Well, well, I think so too······ And that Miss Wind, I think it's time to visit her······" Tang Xuehui said thoughtfully.

The past is like a dream

Mu Yun rode on his horse and rushed to Mu Mansion.

He sighed deeply, and the green and wind sword cleared······ They seem to have a good relationship, Xue Hui has never talked and laughed with me like this, she doesn't know what she's busy with lately, she's lost a lot of weight, she's pregnant, why do she have to work so hard······? Speaking of which, she shouldn't have known that I had always been in love with the Holy Envoy, but it was the singer who told her like that, which was rash······