Not long after Jianxue knocked on the door, someone opened the door.
She was a pretty little maid who seemed to be imitating her, she looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.
"Who are you..."
The little maid looked at Jian Xue and then at Duan Hengyu, with a puzzled expression on her face.[
Jian Xue smiled and said, "You are new here, you don't even know our young master. Go tell your pavilion master that Mr. Duan is here..."
The little maid was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up, "Mr. Duan? I have heard of it. Please come in quickly. The master has already told me that if Mr. Duan comes to see her, she must report it immediately.
..."
With a proud look on her face, Jian Xue nodded and said with a smile, "That's pretty much it."
After saying that, he automatically stepped aside and said, "Sir, please."
Before Duan Hengyu walked in, the little maid screamed as if he had been given chicken blood, "Hey, hurry up, hurry up and inform the master of the pavilion, Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan is here."
"Master Duan is here?"
The people in the room seemed more excited than the little maid.
While running, he shouted loudly, "Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master, Mr. Duan is here..."
Mu Yanli looked at all this with a bit dumbfounded...
Duan Hengyu’s influence is so great??
His appearance actually made people so excited?
Those people...are so excited.
Now she doesn't know Duan Hengyu's true identity, so naturally she can't understand all this.
When she found out everything later, she couldn't help but be shocked.
"Young Master has really not been here for a long time. Look at how excited they are..."
When Haitang said this, there was a faint smile on her lips, but a trace of unhappiness flashed in her eyes.
Mu Yanli was secretly amazed when she saw this, and thought that these masters and servants were really interesting.
Jian Xue's tone was neither yin nor yang, weird, "Yes, Lin Yue is probably the happiest. You know, she is looking forward to the young master every day."
"That's not true. I'm so happy now."[
The two of them are like singing a double act. You say something and I say something, and the coordination is perfect.
No matter how Mu Yanli listened, she felt that there was a sour taste in their words.