After throwing a rather ambiguous sentence at Mu Yirong, Seocho walked into the room on the right, closed the door and went to rest.

When the green swordsman Han Xiangzi heard Seocho's words, he looked at Mu Yirong with a smile: "I was abrupt before I went down, I didn't know that Brother Yirong and Seocho Pavilion Chief had already married, and he also said that he wanted to marry her as a brother and sister with a different surname." ”

"We are not married. ”

Mu Yirong dropped this sentence and strode into the house, and the green swordsman Han Xiangzi followed in with a smile: "It's okay, everyone is a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, and you can do it again in the future." ”

Mu Yirong ignored the misunderstanding of the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, sat at the table, continued to look through the file, and gave the bed to the green swordsman Han Xiangzi to rest.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi was not polite, jumped on the bed like a frog, and then immediately covered himself with a quilt, and said to Mu Yirong with a smile: "Brother Yirong, you gave me all the bed, don't regret it, you can't suddenly jump on my bed in the middle of the night." ”

Mu Yirong didn't answer, buried his head in the file, and before he knew it, the white horse passed through the gap, and a glimmer of light entered the window behind him.

Mu Yirong, who had not slept all night, stood up and looked at Han Xiangzi, a green swordsman lying on the bed and snoring like thunder, with a light in his eyes that kept flickering.

Last night, the green swordsman Han Xiangzi didn't go out, and he didn't even turn over very much, and he seemed to be sleeping very deeply. Liu Jingshan was attacked by something similar to a monster, and after that, the green swordsman Han Xiangzi appeared, Mu Yirong didn't believe that he came to Tong County, just because of the ghost words of the elm monster.

It's just that there is no evidence or clues to prove whether the green swordsman Han Xiangzi is related to Liu Jingshan's attack.

What is the purpose of this overly feminine chivalrous man in a white robe?

The sun, which has been imprisoned by dark clouds for a long time, has finally become the true master of the sky again, selflessly sprinkling the sun.

The golden sunlight softened through the window, caressing Mu Yirong's side face.

Mu Yirong, who was standing sideways, bathed his cheeks in the golden sunlight while his cheeks were hidden in the darkness.

After a moment, as if he didn't like the sun, he tilted his head to avoid the sun's caressing, turned and walked out.

When Mu Yirong stepped out of the door and the footsteps faded away, Han Xiangzi, a green swordsman lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and released the green bamboo flute he was holding tightly in his hand.

Liu Fu didn't know if it was because of Liu Jingshan's coma, it was extraordinarily quiet, and he saw the wisps of cooking smoke rising into the air, but he didn't hear the voice.

The small courtyard of Liu Jingshan's study where he rests is even more quiet, as if he does not want to come here to disturb in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and vaguely, the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings can be heard.

When Mu Yirong stepped into the door of the study, the beads happened to come out with a basin, and when she saw Mu Yirong, she immediately curtsied.

"Has County Lieutenant Liu ever woken up?"

Hanging Zhu shook his head, and Mu Yirong nodded: "I'll go in and have a look." ”

Mu Yirong walked into the house, and Zhuzhu stood at the door and paused, then turned around and entered.

Hou Hu and Hou Monkey, with a dark circle under their eyes, like two giant pandas, saw Mu Yirong enter, and immediately yawned and stood up.

Mu Yirong patted the two of them on the shoulder, said that they had worked hard, and then glanced inward at the two.

Hou Hu and Hou Monkey understood and shook their heads, saying that Liu Jingshan had not woken up yet, and nothing abnormal had happened.

Hou Hu, who has a straightforward temperament, glanced inside, and couldn't help but sneer, saying that Liu Jingshan was really timid, but he fell and was startled, but he was like a girl who wanted to die or live, and he hadn't woken up yet.

When Hou Hu said this, Ruicao happened to walk into the house, and he hurriedly immediately added a correction: "I said something wrong, he is not as good as a girl." ”

Hou Monkey raised his hand, and with a "snap", he slapped on the back of his eldest brother Hou Hu: "What a girl, it's a weak female stream." Besides, can that timid guy compare to the eldest sister?"

Hou Hu remembered the calm appearance of Ruicao touching the dead corpse without changing his face, and the appearance of Yi Bo Yuntian when he was surrounded by gangsters, he indifferently said that this was to cover their broken back, hehe smirked, and slapped his mouth: "Look at my stinky mouth, how can I compare a coward with my eldest sister." ”

Seocho didn't care if she was compared to any human, and she wouldn't be short of flesh anyway.

All she cares about is, when will the meal be served?

Mu Yirong didn't sleep well for two consecutive nights, and there was no eyebrows in the case, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable, and reminded Seocho in a not very good tone, don't forget the purpose of their coming here, don't always think about eating.

Seocho was about to speak, when suddenly a dustpan appeared in front of her, piled with her favorite elm money buns.

Seocho's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at Han Xiangzi, a green swordsman with crooked eyebrows, and took the dustpan from his hand very happily: "You are such a good person, you will definitely be able to marry a virtuous and beautiful goddess as a wife in the future." ”

When the green swordsman Han Xiangzi heard this, his expression changed slightly as if he had been avenged by Rui Caoen, but then he was hidden by the corners of his curved mouth.

"I heard yesterday that you like to eat this, so I asked the cook of Liu's Mansion to make it for you this morning. It's just out of the pot, it's still hot, can you taste it and see if it suits your taste?"

Seocho picked up a steaming elm money bun, immediately stuffed it into his mouth, ate it with relish, and nodded frequently: "It's delicious, exactly the same as the flower fairy." ”

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi looked at the particularly fragrant Seocho, and the smile on his face was exactly the same as the expression on his face when he saw her child learning to walk

The two brothers, Hou Hu and Hou Hou, suddenly realized the sense of crisis, and both looked at Mu Yirong and secretly sweated for him.

They have so much to learn.

You see, Han Xiangzi is a young man who can coax girls, knows what it means to do what he likes, is too attentive, and will flirt.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi withdrew his gaze from Seocho's face and looked at Mu Yirong: "By the way, Brother Yirong, I heard in the kitchen just now that the maid Xiao Tao woke up." However, it seems that he was frightened crazy, and he has been ordered by Steward Pang to be locked up in the firewood room. ”

Hearing that Xiao Tao, the servant girl who witnessed Liu Jingshan's attack, woke up, Mu Yirong hurriedly walked out, Ruicao followed with a round dustpan, and the green swordsman Han Xiangzi also smiled and said to Hou Hu and Hou Hou, "Continue to work hard", and then walked out.

After seeing enough of Mu Yirong's hanging beads, he was holding the basin from the new and was about to go out, when another maid in the house walked out, took the water basin from the hand of the hanging beads, and walked out in three or two steps.

April day, child's face.

And May, apparently inherited the temper from April.

The bright sun is like the first night of a drunken groom, fleeting.

The lead cloud turned into a devil, spreading its black cloak high in the air, bringing with it the sound of whistling wind.

Seocho's elm money buns were all cooled by the wind, she flattened her mouth, and tried her best to shield her body from the wind that naughty took away the temperature of the elm money buns.

A figure silently helped to block the side, Seocho raised his head and thanked Han Xiangzi, the green swordsman with crooked eyebrows, but then seemed to feel insincere, and added: "You look very good, like a begonia flower." ”

Seocho thinks that among the demons, although the willow fairy is enchanting and the fox demon is charming, it is still the flower demon that is the most aura.

So, complimenting a person for looking like a flower, she thinks it is the highest compliment!

He dedicated his body to help her bun block the wind, and gave him the highest praise, which shows that she is still very conscientious!

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi seemed to like Seocho's praise very much, and said very face-saving that he wanted to change his nickname to Begonia Son, and asked Seocho what he thought?

Seocho said very bluntly that there is a smell of wind and dust, which is easy to lead people to reverie and misunderstand.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi was amused by Seocho's straightforwardness, and said that his observation of Seocho in the past two days felt that she didn't seem to be interested in the investigation, how did she become an official?

"On orders. ”

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi let out an elongated "oh" when he heard his words, and then asked with a smile: "Which adult is so discerning and recommended you?"

"You like me?"

Seocho's sudden rhetorical question caught the green swordsman Han Xiangzi a little off guard, but a smile like a crescent moon immediately appeared on his face: "I'm just more curious." ”

After the green swordsman Han Xiangzi replied to this sentence, as if he remembered something on his mind, he stopped speaking.

Mu Yirong, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, had the corners of his mouth slightly curved. God knows how he felt like he had swallowed a live turtle every time he talked to Seocho and couldn't keep up with her.

Now, after someone has tasted it, he will probably put away his courtesy.

There was something called jealousy, which had spread in the corners of Mu Yirong's heart, but he didn't notice it at all!

The firewood room of Liu's mansion is side by side with the warehouse and kitchen in a courtyard.

The kitchen is in the middle, and the firewood room is on the left-hand side of the kitchen, against the corner of the wall, with some dry firewood, and an open-air stove next to it, and a rack for drying rags and dried vegetables on the side. Because of the cloudy day, all the things on the shelves have been put away, and there are a few pieces of chopped dried vegetable leaves that stick to it.

The wooden door of the firewood room, which opened to the left, was closed.

At the door, there was a person who looked like a family member guarding him, and when he saw Mu Yirong and the three of them coming, he hurriedly saluted.

Mu Yirong asked the family to open the door of the firewood room, he wanted to ask Xiao Tao two words, the caretaker was a little embarrassed, and Xiao Tao was insane and would go crazy and attack people.

Mu Yirong first said "It's okay", and then smiled and stretched out his hand to the green swordsman Han Xiangzi: "This is the begonia son, one of the great swordsmen of Yan Zhou, with him, even if there are monsters, it won't hurt us in the slightest." ”

Jia Ding didn't know anything about the rivers and lakes at all, but he only felt that the nickname of this famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes sounded like it had the smell of rouge gouache, and it didn't seem to be very powerful.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi didn't care about Mu Yirong's jokes, his eyebrows were still crooked, and he asked Seocho to hide behind him, in case the maid really went crazy and pounced, or if there was a monster, let Seocho use him as a shield.

Seocho bit the bun and obediently stood behind the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, she didn't want the maid Xiao Tao, who was crazy in the firewood room, to rush out and knock over the dustpan in her hand.

Mu Yirong seemed to see through Ruicao's thoughts, glanced sympathetically at the green swordsman Han Xiangzi, and said in his heart, how would this famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes feel if he knew that his function was only to protect a dustpan?

The caretaker Ding saw that Mu Yirong insisted, so he had to follow his instructions and open the wooden door of the firewood room.

A strong bloody breath was in front of him, like the hot air gushing out of the steamed bun drawer, rushing out all at once, almost knocking off a few people at the door.