She raised her dark eyebrows and took a long look at the little girl who seemed to have rules but actually had no rules at all. She had light pink and thin lips, slightly hooked, and a slightly sickly pale face without losing her charm. Her gestures exuded an air of indifference. Even just now

The tone that sounded like an accusation also seemed elegant and clear.

Disaster...

After their eyes met several times, Yan Juan's pronouns came into her mind.

If my sister can enter the palace and become a concubine, how can her face be so indescribable?

I never thought that the face of Li Huanzhi, an unruly and unruly young man, would be completely different from that of a graceful and elegant person. If I had not met him in Beiyong, I would have been completely heartbroken by the charm of this face.

However, why did the Xiang family want to go through the muddy waters of Beiyong Palace?

But I have to think about it again...

Aizawa rolled up his sleeves and slowly left the table, moved to the little girl's side, looked back and forth several times with his dark eyes, and asked in a low-pitched voice: "Isn't it because of the commotion in front of the house so early in the morning?

Let Luan Yi find me?"

Sure enough, celebrities don’t tell secret stories!

I didn't intend to give her a chance to pretend to be confused. It seemed that she was right to choose to have reservations about the Xiang family. What happened to the Xiang family? How could they live in separate houses on the same island?

"Asking as if it would be a huge insult to pretend to be ignorant."

Now that his purpose has been exposed, what else is there to hide?

He simply raised his eyes and faced the coldness in his eyes.

"The Xiang family on the mountain don't know how to treat guests. They traveled thousands of miles and didn't give them any chance to rest. When they got to the island, they rushed in and out. They really didn't greet them well."

Aizawa sat down at the rosewood table and cooked tea soup alone. The medicinal gas slowly dissipated due to the heat in her eyebrows, and the brightly colored tea soup was gently pushed in front of her.

"My servant is just a third-class maid, how can I bear the courtesy of the master of the house?" Yan Ju declined politely.

Aizawa leisurely picked up the teacup, smelled the fragrance and sipped gently. His sickly pale face became much warmer as the tea liquid entered his throat. He still had that pleasant smile on his lips and said, "Can you bear it?"

, the girl has her own thoughts in mind."

He stared at the smile with no fear in his cold eyes, then closed his eyes and gently smelled the elegant fragrance of the medicine, and said calmly: "Every family has things that should be heard. If you still don't know the purpose of the girl's visit, the ears and eyes in the house will have to be cleaned.

"

So what if his people can't get into Xiangtun's ship?

So what if the means don't make it to Xiang's Villa?

If the circle is wider, can't he still get the news he wants?

Isn’t Xu Lian still lingering on the hospital bed and still unable to wake up?

What about retrieving the shipyard?

The decline of the Xiang family is a fact. If Beiyong succeeds, will he still stay on this island?

"The words of the master of the house are really frightening." Her gentle eyes turned to Aizawa, the smile on her lips did not diminish, and she was secretly wondering.

How much does this person know about her? It's about Beiyong, how can I not care about it?

Although the Pei and Li families are in charge of the capital of Beiyong, it is easy to hide from open fire but hard to guard against hidden attacks. How can we really feel relieved?

"But I took the opportunity to enter the capital to participate in the tea fight, so why does the master of the house have a reason for everything?" Yan Jue stopped being polite and took a sip of the tea, not forgetting to look at Xiangze's expression with her eyebrows.

"You can find the shipyard along the way. The girl is really good at it." A sharp look flashed in Aizawa's eyes, as if he was deliberately being captured.

Yan Ju carefully put the tea cup back and said cautiously: "The master of the house really thinks highly of this servant."

"How about inviting the eldest lady from Jing'an Bo Mansion as a guest?"

Aizawa said the most frightening words in a calm tone, which made her frown with worry and asked in a pretense of confusion: "Who is this young lady?"

It seems that the Xiang family and King Yi are really inseparable. Who else but Shan Heng knows about the affairs of Jing'an Bo Mansion?

How could she not understand what she was thinking of associating her with Jing'an's residence?

"The situation in East Vietnam has been deliberately changed. Could it be that you are so dull that you can't see it?" Aizawa's meaningful eyes stared at the little girl who still wanted to pretend to be stupid, and a few chuckles escaped from his chest, "Pretend! You can continue to pretend,

I wonder how much I really know?"

Caressing the pale and weak face, he asked in a calm and indifferent voice: "Or, you want to ask what does the person with this face in Beiyong have to do with me?"

The questions that came one after another made Yan Juan almost unable to resist. She had been trying to save her face by using the name Pei Yan. When had she ever been questioned like this?

This person is obviously aware of the situation in Beiyong, and is even more aware of King Yi's movements. He has even been able to confirm that it was Beiyong who went there with this face in the first place. This person is exactly the envoy to East Vietnam mentioned by Li Huanzhi!

No wonder he can come and go to the capital of Beiyong quietly. With a face that is almost identical to Li Huanzhi, he can naturally go in and out of the capital quietly.

I originally thought that there was no movement in the Zhongyong Hou Mansion. It should be because they restrained their actions after the Wisteria Hall incident. It seems that this is not the case...

"Girl, there are so many questions in front of you. How many questions do you want me to answer? I'm in a good mood today and I can make an exception to answer one of your questions."

Looking at the little girl who was speechless for a long time, Aizawa felt an indescribable joy in his heart, and he did not hesitate to break Yan Ran's usual composure.

Nunu pursed her lips, Yan Juan lightly frowned, scratched her forehead, as if she had been thinking for a long time, and asked more seriously: "When will you die?"

Aizawa:……

The man who thought he had a chance to win was stunned and speechless when asked.

Looking carefully at the weak-looking man again, Yan Yao's eyes were full of real worry, and she asked with a half-smile: "Although I am not a doctor, but seeing that the master of the house is pale and bloodless, and needs a cup of hot tea from time to time, it is really quite disturbing.

To worry."

Now that she is far away in East Vietnam, she can only choose to believe that everything is fine in Beiyong.

It is impossible for Pei Yan to put Yan Si in any danger, and it is even less possible for Li Cheng to put the imperial city in trouble.

If the Xiang family has mastered Yan Si, they will definitely not have this attitude. The word "general" represents too much uncertainty, which also proves that the next few questions are deliberately thrown by Xiang Ze to attract her attention.

He just wanted to get any information he wanted to know out of her.

If he really had the ability to manipulate Yan Si, would he still serve her tea?

Maybe I don't know how to threaten her now.

"So, I dare to ask, when will Master Xiang die?" Yan Jue's gentle and innocent almond-shaped eyes were replaced by worries and anxiety, as if she was worried about him as if she was afraid that he would suddenly die.

"Bold!" The maid who had been waiting outside the pavilion finally yelled out, unable to listen anymore.

Yan Juan took two steps back in horror, clasped her hands, covered her lips and asked cautiously: "Am I wrong to just be worried?"

interesting!

Scanned by the master's eyes indifferently, the maid immediately left the pavilion no matter how reluctant she was, not daring to make any mistakes.

Shu Lang's dark eyebrows couldn't hide his tiredness, and as she said, his light pink and thin lips were not moist enough, and a few more chuckles escaped. Aizawa sighed softly, and said in a seemingly true and false way: "On the day when I am really going to die, I will

I will die for you."
Chapter completed!