The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Liu Qinghuan had just fallen out of the wall of Hou Fu, and a few swinging long knives held up in front of her.

She stood still and glanced at Tang Zibo for a long time: “Is this what you call cooperation? ”

Tang Zibo laughed: “Miss Nightingale is too smart. I'm not afraid of you playing tricks. ”

Liu Qing chuckled: “If you want to talk about conspiracy, who can compare to you, Tang Zibo? He said he wanted to work with me, and he ran to Shemu to snitch. The three knives on these two sides are really unpredictable. ”

Her tone was full of contempt, and Tang Zibo didn't mean it: “I just wanted to let the girl know that you had no choice but to turn to me. ”

Liu Qing couldn't help but smile: “I really appreciate it. ”

“Shame on you.” Tang Zibo greeted those around him in a good mood, "invited Miss Nightingale to the house as a guest. ”

His voice went down, and Liu Qinghuan met a big man across the street with a black cloth and walked towards him. She took a subconscious step backwards, and a few of the knives next to her paused and sent her forward. She glanced at Tang Zibo and asked in disgrace: "What do you mean? ”

Tang Zibo suggested that the big man blindfolded her eyes and whispered softly in her ear: “I will not hurt you as long as you are good and not messy. ”

Liu Qinghuan frowned and let them blindfolded themselves, watching them make such a mystery, shouldn't go to Tang Zibo's house, probably a secret gathering point of worship or something.

To cover her eyes and ears, Tang Zibo put another veil cap on her. Liu Qinghuan was held up in a cow truck with an accompanying waiter on it. When she got in the car, the waitress held her arm and slightly pushed her hand: "Hello, girl. ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes fluctuated slightly. If she heard correctly, this voice was the voice of the purple girl who assisted the teenager that day.

She didn't answer, and the waiter didn't seem to care much, but she still grabbed her hand. The cow truck slowly moved up, and this big flag drum looked like a thousand gold trips.

Liu Qinghuan blindfolded, but carefully watched the direction they turned all the way. The cattle truck was supposed to have left Chongrenfang from the West Gate, took a long way south, and then turned west.

The further west they go, the more intense the spices in the air become. Liu Qinghuan, even if he can't see them, knows they are in West City. From time to time, you can hear a few words of nonsense in your ears, and you can also negotiate with people in the long haul of Hu Xingcheng Chinese.

After another turbulence, the cow truck suddenly turned its head and headed east. Liu Qinghuan's mind turned swiftly. If she guessed correctly, their destination should be Yining Fang, where there was a pavilion where the worshippers gathered. But if you just took her to the pavilion, why did you deliberately blindfold her?

When the cart finally stopped, I couldn't hear a sound. Liu Qinghuan sat still in the car, and the waiter next to him jumped down first, holding her arm: “Miss, get out of the car. ”

Liu Qinghuan slightly clasped her lips and jumped off the bull cart holding her hand. After getting off, Tang Zibo did not unravel the black cloth on her eyes. The waiter followed her around and showed her where to go.

Liu Qinghuan walked away for a while, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled, which seemed to be... walking underground.

More and more quiet around, Liu Qinghuan wondered if the waitress had deliberately taken her around the bend. Anyway, the road could not turn right ten times, finally listening to her whisper in her ear: “Girl, here we are. ”

As soon as she finished, she felt that the veil cap on her head had been removed and the black cloth on her eyes had been unraveled.

Liu Qing blinked and his blurred gaze gradually became clearer. The group is still in front of us, but the location has changed.

This is a quadrangular room with exquisite layout, the only thing missing in beauty is a quadrangular wall without a window. The house was lit with candles, but it also lit up the hall, against the wall on the left, and a queen bed was set up, and the peony on the bed was sculpted to life.

“This is my room for the girl. How does the girl feel?” Tang Zibo stood opposite her and laughed like a crowned animal.

Liu Qinghuan hooked his lips and said to him: “It's almost like you. ”

“Oh?” Tang Zibo curiously picked the eyebrow tip, “I'd like to hear more about it. ”

Liu Qinghuan said: “It's hypocritical enough, it's good enough to do the work, I like it. ”

Tang Zibo laughed a few times, and the low echo echoed in the room: “If the girl likes it, fine.” He pulled a girl dressed as a maid next to him, introducing Liu Qinghuan, "This is your personal waiter named Feng Zi, you must still remember? ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes dropped smoothly on the girl. It was the girl in purple that day. She looked at her and smiled: "I'll never forget it. ”

Tang Zibo glanced at her and cautioned: "Feng Zi can be different from your two maids in Hou Fu. She has good martial arts. It is best not to play tricks in front of her. ”

Liu Qinghuan said: “I'm stuck here. I can't do it every day. What else can I do? ”

“Better be.” Tang Zibo laughed at her again after she finished her speech. "Tormented all morning. I'm sure the girl is hungry too. Have lunch first. ”

In Hou Fu, after finally getting rid of the belligerents who came looking for them, the nurses found that they were facing a bigger problem - the lady was gone?!

Liu Qinghuan did a very light job this time, and he woke up shortly after red peaches and green peaches. Two people fainted for a while and went out of their minds. Shemu hasn't returned yet. The first thing that struck him was the nurse and the twister. Twisted Tong heard that Liu Qinghuan was gone again, and his face suddenly turned black. The last time she didn't see them for two days, day and night, she didn't want to experience it again at all.

She hurried outside looking for a circle, but nothing was gained.

With a hint of luck, she went straight to the main room after returning to Hou Fu and grabbed the red peach and asked: "Is she back? ”

Red and red with red peach eyes: “No. ”

The same was true of the last time the Ladies knocked them out and seemed more likely to learn martial arts before learning how to cook.

Twisted Tong's fantasy broke, he could only go to the army to notify Xue Mu about it. He knew he had just walked to the door and saw Xue Mu return with Xue and Noh Banquet.

Twisted tongue consciously stiffened in place.

Shemu glanced at her mune's expression and asked, "What happened? ”

Twisted Tong took a deep breath and said with a strong man's determination to break his wrist: "Master Hou, Nightingale has run away again.” Looks like the Humans didn't come looking for a fight this morning, they came to cover for her!

Shemu's face changed in a flash and before he spoke, he shouted with a lightning striking look: "Wulala ran away again?!” Good Lord Moni, when can we stop torturing his petite flower?

Shemu silenced and said with no expression: "Run away and run away. ”

Twisted tongue and stunned at the same time. The last time Nightingale ran away, Master Hou had to eat a human face. Why is he so calm this time?

And what Noah thought was that the Master was so soft on her that he let her go?

Several people stood at the doorstep of the Hou Fu with different minds. After speaking, Xue Mu walked into the door of the Hou Fu with his feet raised.

Without a few steps, he saw Liang Chen rushing out of it. Shemu frowned and quickly walked up: “What's the rush? But what's wrong with her? ”

When Liang Chen saw Xue Mu, he stopped and shook his head in his breath. “No, it's not. I heard that the old lady and her husband are missing and is in a hurry to find you! ”

Shemu looked down and said to her, “I know. ”

When Liang Chen saw him, he went to the inner courtyard and kept up with him. “Master Hou, what is wrong with Madam?” This good person has been lost in Hou Fu, don't say that old lady is not easy to explain, even the Samurai Fu will definitely talk to them.

Shemu simply clasped his lips and walked silently toward Ning's compound.

The Ning family leaned on the couch and the temple was in a hidden pain. The maid behind her pressed her fingers gently and gently against her temple. When she saw Xue Mu come in, she appended to her ear and whispered: “Madam, Master Marquis is here. ”

Ning opened her eyes slightly and waved at the maids in the hall: "Go down first. ”

The maids stepped down and Xue Mu walked to Ning and asked softly: "Mother, is my head hurting again? ”

Ning Shi looked up at him and said, “Where's Qinghuan? Are you sick again? ”

Shemu's face flashed with a strange look. Ning smiled at him. “Muir, don't you really think Grandma is confused? ”

Shemu buried his head in silence, and Ning sighed out, muttering: “When I came to ask for peace this morning, I felt something was wrong.” She stopped talking here and looked up at Shemu. “Muir, what do you usually do? You don't want to tell her, but she can only ask, but she has to ignore the happy things. Last time she tried to save you from injury, Mrs. Liu's eyes were swollen and now she's gone. How do you explain this to Samurai? ”

Seeing Shemu was still silent, Ning Zheng was still angry: “What is the matter with you? Your own daughter-in-law, who cares if you don't? And you don't want to think about her being out there with a weak girl. What if something happens? ”

The more excited she was, the more excited she was, the better off she was outside the door. She came in to help her out: “Lady Qi, the doctor said, you can't be so excited. ”

“Sooner or later he'll be mad at me for having such a son!” The Nings can't help but throw their shoes at Shemu.

Shemu saw her angry and was too busy admitting the mistake: “Mother, don't be angry, it's all the child's fault, it's the child's fault. ”