Xia Zhaoyi waited until Su Yumei and the others came back before getting ready to sleep.
The room is large, and due to the layout and furnishings, it doesn't look empty.
There was also a very soft breathing sound in the house, coming from the puppy who was tired from playing early in the morning.
Xia Zhaoyi put down her pen, stood up and picked up the small wooden pendant lamp next to the table, intending to put it further away.
But she saw the little puppy, who had been sleeping just now, squatting sleepily at her feet.
"Little fat guy, keep sleeping." Xia Zhaoyi said softly.
The little puppy whimpered.
Xia Zhaoyi couldn't understand.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The little puppy got up and circled around the small space next to the desk.
Xia Zhaoyi: "Huh?"
The little puppy stopped, looked at her with its dark and bright eyes for a while, then started to look around again, and finally stopped next to the desk, stretched out its front paws and scratched the table legs.
Xia Zhaoyi really couldn't understand it. After putting the small wooden lamp away, he came back and patted its head: "Go to sleep."
The architecture of houses in Xizhou tends to be smart, with harmonious outlines, and the lighting design makes the houses particularly transparent.
The next morning, the warm sunshine shone in from outside the house, and Xia Zhaoyi opened her eyes in the bright spring light.
She did not get up immediately, her eyes fell on the slightly decorated and carved wooden beams.
She didn't know what she was thinking. She seemed to be studying the supporting structure relationship of wooden beams, or she seemed to be thinking about something else.
The little fat boy was lying on the ground bored, and suddenly found that his owner had woken up, so he immediately stood up.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at it. The little fat man was wagging his tail desperately, with an excited look on his face.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled gently: "Come."
Picking up the little puppy from the bed, Xia Zhaoyi pointed at its little nose, and it immediately stuck out its tongue and licked it.
But not long after, the little fat boy remembered business, broke away from Xia Zhaoyi, jumped to the ground, and quickly ran towards the desk.
Xia Zhaoyi was puzzled: "Little Fatty?"
But I saw it was spinning around the desk over there just like it was before going to bed last night.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the desk and saw that in addition to pens, ink, paper and inkstones, there was also an antique pen holder, a stack of books and a small wooden box given by Mr. Liu He.
The little fat boy stretched out his front paws and scratched under the desk.
Xia Zhaoyi got out of bed and went over to pick it up: "Don't scratch it, the paint will peel off."
The little fat man stretched out his two front paws in mid-air and fluttered towards the desk, swimming like a dog pawing.
Xia Zhaoyi frowned lightly, put it down, and saw the little fat boy standing next to the book, with his front paws on the small black long wooden box given to him by Mr. Liu He.
Xia Zhaoyi picked up the small wooden box, which was no bigger than the palm of her hand, and asked, "Is this it?"
The little fat little girl gave a sweet "woof" sound.
"Are you homesick?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
The little puppy can't understand human speech. Anyway, just "woof" is enough.
Xia Zhaoyi put down the small wooden box and touched its head: "Do you miss Mr. Liu He or your mother?"
The little puppy whimpered, put its little paws on the small wooden box, and "barked" at Xia Zhaoyi.
"It's really nerve-wracking," Xia Zhaoyi looked down at the small wooden box, "Dog language is so difficult to understand."
Chen Dingshan and the others got up very early and have been driving wooden piles or doing the most primitive strength training.
When Xia Zhaoyi passed by, they wanted Xia Zhaoyi to accompany them to practice for a while. It was rare that Xia Zhaoyi refused to show their favor today: "I have to go out on the street later, and I have to wash up after sweating, so I won't be able to go to the toilet."
While having breakfast in the backyard, Steward Zeng came out, bowed his hands and said, "Master, three things happened between last night and now."
"Well, tell me." Xia Zhaoyi picked up the porridge.
"Last night, a young man named Ma was beaten on the street, and a young man named Zhi was wanted on the street."
Xia Zhaoyi blinked and put down the rice porridge that he hadn't had time to drink.
"Surname, young man?"
"Um."
"Okay," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, her eyes shining like stars, "My junior brother has grown up."
Manager Zeng calmed down and said: "Sanghu from Liujia Village originally agreed to the princess and was willing to take over the property at a low price, but later regretted it. The princess was furious and sent an official this morning to find her.
People are troublesome.”
Xia Zhaoyi frowned: "What about the third thing."
"Early this morning, Miss Nie next door was taken away again."
"Princess Hinata again?"
"yes."
Xia Zhaoyi nodded.
People outside the house were coming and going. Xia Zhaoyi came out alone after breakfast and saw a sea of people.
For the convenience of being on the road, she always dressed in neutral clothes. Now that she was having a leisurely time in the market, she put on her feminine makeup again.
She has long hair hanging down to her waist, with soft and dry blue silk. She wears a simple and elegant light white dress. The high-quality satin fabric adds texture and fades away the blandness. Under her waist, she specially found a small light green jade as an accessory.
As soon as she came out of the mansion, many eyes turned to her. Xia Zhaoyi turned her head and looked at the nearby wanted notice.
There is a... boy drawn on the portrait?
Mainly, Xia Zhaoyi looks like a boy.
I wrote "branch" on the side and it disappeared.
Nowhere in the portrait's facial features and eyebrows match those of Zhili.
If she hadn't recognized the long sword drawn on the side, she would have thought that she had guessed wrong.
This sword belongs to the master and has many names. Xia Zhaoyi only remembers one of them, called Duanhe.
No matter where she goes, the beautiful girl will attract more glances from passers-by. Xia Zhaoyi, with her clear skin and excellent posture and demeanor, attracts more and more glances.
Mr. Ma, who was carried back from the hospital, sat on the chariot and stared blankly at the girl, unable to relax for a moment.
She is bright and bright at first glance, cold and distant upon closer inspection, and seems to be friendly and gentle again. There is no conflict in these many contradictory temperaments in her, which is intriguing and makes people want to think about and touch her.
At this moment, a person hurriedly ran towards Nie's mansion.
The speed was too fast and almost hit Mr. Ma's chariot.
Master Ma's men immediately rushed forward and beat him.
Xia Zhaoyi looked back and saw that Mr. Ma did not stop his men, but instead put on a majestic look, with a majestic face, and touched his thin chin with his fingers.
"Stop hitting, stop hitting!" the person who was beaten shouted, "I'm here to report that something happened to the Nie family, don't hit me!"
"What happened?" Mr. Ma asked impatiently.
"That little lady Nie was kidnapped!" The person who was beaten held his head and shouted, "It's that young man named Zhi!"
"It turned out to be this guy!" Mr. Ma shouted, "Where was he kidnapped? How long ago?"
All the men stopped punching and kicking.
"It was at the Huayu Theater two quarters of an hour ago!"
"How dare he," Mr. Ma suddenly burst out laughing, "Now there's something exciting to watch. That little lady Nie is the one the princess wants. This silly donkey kidnapped little lady Nie. Isn't it waiting?
The princess sent someone to arrest him? Hahaha!"
"But Master," one of his men said softly, "if he can rob Miss Nie, won't he still be arrested?"
As he said that, his subordinate stretched out his hand and pointed at the wanted notice on the other side.
Mr. Ma paused for a moment, then disappointed him and slapped him on the forehead: "I want you to talk more!"
Thinking of the girl, he hurriedly turned around, only to see that no one was in front of the wanted poster.
