Qingfeng and Mingyue felt ups and downs, and all kinds of speculations occurred frequently, but her feet were not slow. She rushed forward to protect Xie Xian and got into the car. Xie Xian was not at ease and asked the coachman to turn the bull's head and leave.

However, the old cow was walking, and Xie Xian was slow to scratch his heart and unable to sit and stand still.

"Qingfeng, you secretly follow Miss Xiao's ox cart and wait for her to return home safely before coming back to report."

Qingfeng: This is a bit difficult in the dark.

From Qingxi Bridge to Qingxi Lane, it was flat, and the road was completely different from the city. There were trees on both sides, but he couldn't jump up and down and hide from the trees, waiting for someone to pull it out?

Furthermore, the two guards beside Madam Xiao were following outside the car, and the two maids in the car were also good at kung fu, and their overall combat power was higher than that of their Xie Mansion. Only the rippling heart of the mansion, his family's rippling heart had zero IQ when he met Madam Xiao, otherwise they would not be able to follow him behind. What happened may be the one who would protect whom.

But Qingfeng has been with Xie Xian for so many years and has become accustomed to one command or another. He will not say no, but he will not show any expression on his face and take the order and leave.

Qingfeng has a rigorous personality and is steady in his behavior. He follows Xiaofu ox cart all the way and is afraid of being discovered. He has to follow him from afar. He is afraid of being discovered, so he can only stick to the bark of the tree. He has caught countless mosquitoes along the way.

It was not until he watched Xiao Baoxin safely enter the Xiao Mansion that he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and left.

"...Madam, the person who follows him is gone." The guard replied.

His wife attracts bees and butterflies, and every time she returns home, someone follows her.

This is obviously not the same as the last time. The one who has kung fu. If it weren't for his clever ears and high-quality kung fu, it wouldn't be able to detect it easily, but this one...it's really difficult to pretend not to notice it.

Xiao Baoxin raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Don't pay attention."

He also said he didn't want to.

If you say you don’t want to do something you don’t want to do, you seem very willing to do what you do.

Xiao Baoxin happily hummed the little song he heard somewhere he didn't know when and returned to the mansion leisurely.

Qingfeng thought he was doing things neatly and was unaware of them, so he hurried back to report his life.

When he returned home, Xie Xian had finished washing up and leaned against the window and looked at the night sky. He seemed extremely lonely.

"Mr. Lang." Qingfeng stepped forward with a slight hand and before he could reply, Xie Xian waved his hand gently and ordered him to go down.

"The villain left." Qingfeng left the house again. Mingyue slapped the mosquitoes in the yard. When he saw him coming out of the house, he hurried up, grabbed Qingfeng and pulled it away.

"What does the husband mean?" He asked in a low voice: "I think Mrs. Xiao seems to have fallen in love with our husband, why shouldn't the husband be happy? I think why is it like the husband confessing to someone and being rejected? You didn't see the husband's face when he came back just now. It was red and white for a while, and he drank water into his nostrils, and was fascinated..."

Qingfeng: This guy really has no memory. Because of this mouth, Madam Xiao was fined for three months of salary and got ten yuan. Now he is excited to pay attention to the Lord Qigong. He is really not short of money and is really not afraid of beating.

"Don't guess the matter of the man-in-law-"

"Qingfeng, the man is our family leader. That's the inheritance, and it's a scattered leaf. This is all serious business. What's wrong with me?" Mingyue looked at me for the man's goodbye: "You said, the man is obviously interested in Mrs. Xiao, so why did he run away?"

He also wondered if the man-in-law could take the opportunity to confess to someone and was rejected, so he was embarrassed and angry.

But when I looked from a distance, it was clearly the one who touched the master, and the man was obviously shy, but when he came back, he was as wilted as a frost-beating eggplant?

Qingfeng gave him a blank look and went back to his ear room to rest: "Go back and rest, I will serve the Lord tomorrow morning."

"We are still brothers-"

"It's my brother who told you," Qingfeng pulled him back: "Some people can move their minds, while others can't. And our husband..."

“What?”

"Obviously I don't want to."

Mingyue became even more confused after listening to it. She didn't want to...it still doesn't work...

Now it is not only the rumor outside, but the old lady and her wife are also affected. They are anxious and dare not ask, for fear that if it really hurts their husband's fragile little heart.

Last month, I sent two beautiful maids to the Langzhu's room, and before I could say a few words, I asked them to send them back to the same route.

Then, the old lady and his wife became anxious, which directly led to him being anxious.

After all, he was sent by the old lady to the side of the man. The old lady treated him as her own person and stared at him every day to ask questions. He had no choice but to do anything.

Finally, a lady Xiao, whom the man is fond of, appeared, but the man obviously ran away - he still ran away in a very embarrassed manner, which made him unable to figure it out.

When I got to the old lady, I asked, how should he go back? Is it OK? How could he, a servant, know?

Mingyue tossed and turned all night.

The Daliang court stipulated that one day of bed was spent every five days, and the next day was Xie Xian's bed, and the bright moon rose a little later, and it was already past the hour of Mao when he arrived.

Xie Xian did not leave any maids to serve him. Before he became an official, Qingfeng and Mingyue served him closely. Later, Xie Xian became an official and took him in and out. Instead, the matter of serving him in and out was handed over to Liuyun and Feishuang, two 15 or 16-year-old servants.

Before Mingyue entered the house, she walked to the curtain and heard Xie Xianwei's voice: "Burn the underwear."

Then Feishuang came out holding her clothes, met Mingyue, and then left with a smile.

When he picked up the curtain and entered the house, Liuyun had already served Xie Xian to change his clothes.

He tossed and turned and didn't sleep well all night? The man's man's man obviously tossed and turned even more than him. His eyes were blue and red and bloodshot. Then he thought that the man's man had just asked someone to burn his underwear, and the sound was obviously filled with anger...

Mingyue knew it, he was also a 16 or 17-year-old boy, who doesn’t know about it?

It seems that the old lady and the wife don’t have to worry anymore, the man’s body should be fine.

As for psychology, he doesn't know.

Not long after the bright moon came in, Qingfeng came back and forth. Although Xie Xian was the head of the family, the Xie clan still had a patriarch. After the clan members decided to rebuild the ancestral hall.

"The priest has already agreed verbally, but in the end, it depends on the head of the family to make the deposit."

Zhou Jijiu was exhausted by his daughter and lost his official position. He discussed it for half a month in the court. In the end, Emperor Yuheng made a decision on the third master of the Xie family.

Although the Imperial Prince Jijiu was not a high-ranking official position such as the Grand Marshal or the Governor, he was a clean official who was very willing to serve as a clan, and was known as the Qing Hope.

Mr. Xie was so happy that he almost burst into tears. He thought that Xie Xian had to deal with him in the middle. He was very grateful. He was very grateful for Xie Xian's attitude. He also called him the head of the family. He was not the one in the third room who had a blow-up hair. He shouted that his husband was a villain of the Xie family.

"Divid one thousand taels first, and then come and pay it." Xie Xian didn't care much about money.

After returning to a few more things at home, Xie Xian frowned when he said that Pan Shuo handed over a visit today.

"I didn't reply to the man who came back yesterday-"

Xie Xian waved his hand and interrupted, "When?"

This is difficult, and the person who answered the post neglected. "The exact time was not written on it."

Xie Xian laughed, this was Pan Shuo's style.

After talking for a while, he felt obviously lacking energy, his head was sore, he got up and leaned back on the couch to rest. His eyes closed and opened, and he ordered Mingyue to put away the silver paper on the table.

When the bright moon passed by, she saw a piece of shiny white silver paper on the desk, with only a large word about flying dragons and phoenixes dancing:

"willing."

The brushwork is beautiful and beautiful, floating like a wandering cloud, which is the handwriting of his husband.
Chapter completed!