Chapter Seventy-Three: Failure

After separating from Xiaoman, Wu Xing stepped on the way back, but he still lowered his head and frowned with a little worried.

Why doesn't Sister Xiaoman want to go?

Even though she was already injured like that, she still refused to let her husband help, did she really have a way to get herself out of danger?

This continued until I returned to the yard to see my husband.

The gentleman raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Wu Xing told Xiaoman's affairs and plates.

Cheng Yanqiu knew that Wu Xing had a familiar young lady in the servant house, and laughed when he heard this, "What's so difficult about this? ”

Wu Xing pursed his lips and showed a sweet smile at this time, and settled down to practice.

So that afternoon, Cheng Yanqiu teased his little nephew in Wutong Garden, listening to the innocent and crisp laughter of children, Cheng Yanqiu only felt that his heart was much more open.

It was just right that when Cheng Yanqiu and Cheng Surou were talking, Meng Xun came.

He respectfully handed a booklet to Cheng Surou, "This is the roster of newly transferred maids, Madame will see if there are any problems, and let them serve Madame tomorrow." ”

Ah Xue was holding Cheng Surou in her arms, and she couldn't spare her hand, so Cheng Yanqiu took it casually, flipped it over, saw a name, frowned, and said, "This ...... is called Jiang Xiaoman."

Hearing this, Meng Xun was suddenly a little nervous, worried that something had gone wrong, and hurriedly said, "How is it?"

"It's okay, this Jiang Xiaoman doesn't have to be transferred, this girl is in your yard? Cheng Yanqiu wrote lightly, if she is transferred to Wutong Garden, I am afraid that Wu Xing will not be able to meet the little sister so casually, it is better to let her stay outside, and show her face less in front of the big people, so that her life can be longer.

I don't know what the relationship between this Jiang Xiaoman and Mr. Cheng is, and he can let Mr. Cheng remember her name, but this doesn't matter to him, it's not his business, anyway, there are so many weak young girls in the Holy Sect, there is no shortage of her, and she will not be moved in the future.

Thinking of this, Meng Xun said solemnly, "Yes, I will listen to Mr. ”

Cheng Surou didn't care about the background of those maids, anyway, she was only transferred to let them do some chores, and they wouldn't enter the inner hall, so she smiled and said, "I can rest assured that Meng Tang is the host, so be it." ”

"The subordinates retired. Meng Xun bowed down and bowed, and withdrew.

Wu Xing didn't know how much of an impact her words had on Jiang Xiaoman, and he only practiced the cheats he saw in the library pavilion.

By the time Jiang Xiaoman learned the news, it was already the middle of the night, and she was silent for a long time, and she was about to say something, but she suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The little maid on the side hurriedly supported her and shouted anxiously, "Miss Jiang!"

Jiang Xiaoman was stunned and said, "If you don't think twice, you will eventually fail...... That's it. ”

She waved her hand to let the little maid leave quickly, and then she was left alone on the bed, and after thinking for a long time, she slowly took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

She thought at first that it had only been less than three months, and no matter how much Cheng Yanqiu liked Wu Xing, she would not care about such a trivial matter.

But she guessed wrong, she underestimated how much Wu Xing cared about her, and also underestimated Cheng Yanqiu's connivance with Wu Xing.

But it doesn't matter, the corners of Jiang Xiaoman's lips hooked up a smile, the more important she is in Wu Xing's heart, the more beneficial it is to her, even if she doesn't enter Madame's yard, she can get what she wants without much effort.

Coughing lightly twice, Jiang Xiaoman slowly lay down, the weather was cold, and the injury was not easy to heal, but this hardship was in vain...... It's not in vain, but there are still some gains.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep, but a faint trace of tears crept down the corner of her eye.

After all, she was just a little girl who was about to turn fourteen.

After a few days like this, Jiang Xiaoman barely recovered from his injuries and was able to walk around in the field, he was transferred back to the servant's house, and it is gratifying that this trip was not in vain, I don't know why, not only did the errand for kitchen procurement not be lost, but she was also promoted to a small steward, and her subordinates were in charge of a few small servants who washed vegetables, and when she returned to the servant house, she still had her own separate room.

This also made Jiang Xiaoman breathe a sigh of relief, if she was transferred back, the work assigned to her would be even worse than before, no matter how determined she was, I am afraid she would be ashamed for several days.

I don't know who gave her convenience, but she wrote it down for the time being.

As soon as he took office, Jiang Xiaoman took over the first procurement of the month and went down the mountain with a few handymen.

So Wu Xing heard that she was transferred back to the servant station and looked for her later, so he pounced.

There is no way to be empty, the amount of procurement is large, you need to set up a car, and the servants don't know martial arts, so it will take three or four hours to get back, to say the least.

Just think about it, I said before that I would go to see Xie Chang in a few days, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, it is better to go now, I don't know if Tang Feishuang has come back.

He also said that he would invite himself to dinner.

Xie Chang was sitting on the threshold of Yuntang in a daze, and the Yuntang disciples who came and went seemed to have become accustomed to her neurotic appearance, and they walked past her strangely.

Wu Xing stepped forward and stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, Xie Chang's dull eyes slowly turned, and she said softly, "Ah Wu?"

Wu Xing nodded.

"What day is it?"

Wu Xing was a little strange, Xie Chang was hit crazy, strange is strange, she still replied, "It's the seventh day of the first month, tomorrow will be the cold dew." ”

Hanlu is a small solar term in the 24 solar terms, which is not very important, and there are no festivals to be celebrated recently, so what is the date?

Could it be Xie Chang's birthday? But isn't Xie Chang an orphan who has been living on the streets since she was a child? How could she remember her birthday?

Xie Chang sighed faintly, "It's the seventh day of the first month, it's ......."

"How about the seventh day of the first month?"

"Nothing. Xie Chang slowly showed a smile, "It's just a little sad, I can't practice internal strength, and I can't figure out the slightest clue after learning sword moves for several days." ”

It's not that she can't practice her internal strength, it's just that there are too many Gu worms in her body, every time she practices that trace of internal strength, before she can turn around for a big week, she is eaten by the Gu worms near the meridians, and she can't leave a trace in her body, and it's good that her life Gu has been completed, otherwise the Gu worms are crazy to eat away at the internal force, and she really can't suppress it.

The little internal force that she cultivates every day is just a drop in the bucket, not enough for the Gu worms to eat, if so, she can't practice for a lifetime, so how can she take revenge?

What's more, almost all the sword books are right-handed swords, and she wants to use the left-handed sword, and many moves have fundamentally changed their taste, and she can't make them.