The eldest daughter, she is proud and sassy

Chapter 33 The beginning of the plan (monthly ticket plus update~)

This is Song Zhuoxing's first visit to Guanyin Pavilion.

Different from the crowded Dizang Pavilion and the mystery of Wenshu Pavilion, Guanyin Pavilion is more solemn and majestic in terms of layout and decoration.

As soon as you walk into the Guanyin Pavilion, you can't help but become awed.

"General, people are here."

Chen Guang led Song Zhuoxing to a wing room, and said outside the curtain.

"Let him in."

A hoarse voice came from the room.

Chen Guang stood still and signaled Song Zhuoxing: "Go in, the general is waiting for you inside."

Song Zhuoxing hesitated for a moment, then opened the door curtain and walked in.

He originally thought that the person who wanted to meet him was Mu Yun, but he didn't expect it to be a man he had never seen in Yunxuan Temple.

With a red face, round eyes, sword eyebrows drawn into the temples, expressionless, like a red-faced lion.

"Who are you?" Song Zhuoxing looked at the man firmly.

"My name is Mu Huo, sit down."

After Mu Huo briefly introduced himself, he asked Song Zhuoxing to sit down, and pushed the newly brewed hot tea to the opposite side.

Song Zhuoxing hesitated for a moment, then sat down opposite Mu Huo.

"Try this year's new tea." Mu Huo raised his hand.

Song Zhuoxing picked up the teacup and blew on the hot air, wondering whether he should drink it or not.

After thinking about it, Cui Hengyue told him that there was no poison in the South Hall, so Song Zhuoxing drank it slowly and praised: "Good tea."

Mu Huo has been observing Song Zhuoxing, seeing that he behaves generously and unrestrainedly, he is satisfied in his heart, showing a slight smile:

"You stayed in the South Palace because of Cui Hengyue?"

Song Zhuoxing's heart tightened, and he put down the teacup without changing his face: "Didn't you ask the reason for those who are willing to stay in the South Palace?"

"That's right." Mu Huo smiled and explained: "I just asked out of curiosity, Mr. Song Xiaolang doesn't want to say, so that's all."

Song Zhuoxing didn't answer.

Mu Huo picked up the small and exquisite copper pot and poured another cup of tea for Song Zhuoxing: "The King of Chu already knew how you and your guards entered the South Palace that day.

"That kid Yun Chen didn't handle this matter properly and didn't make it clear.

"However, since you stayed in the South Hall for a few days, you should know the rules of the South Hall: Anyone who enters the South Hall cannot leave the South Hall until they die.

"Now, I'll give you another chance. If you don't want to stay in the South Palace, I will immediately order Yunchen to send you and your guards down the mountain."

Song Zhuoxing noticed the word "fate" in his words, the person who can order Yunchen must have a high status, and to be able to meet him on Mu Yun's territory, his status is at least comparable to that of Mu Yun.

"Is this what the King of Chu meant?"

"That's right, the King of Chu admires Mr. Song Xiaolang very much, and he doesn't want you to be tricked into the South Palace without knowing why, and die forever."

appreciate?

Do you appreciate him helping Mu Yun catch Cui Hengyue, or appreciate him helping Cui Hengyue speak later?Or to appreciate his generosity?
Regardless of the reason, Mu Huo's words showed that his every move in the South Hall was under the control of King Chu.

Song Zhuoxing said in his heart: In the future, we must be more cautious in our actions, and we must never let the people of the King of Chu find out.

Seeing Song Zhuoxing thinking, Mu Huo didn't urge him, and took a teacup to drink slowly.

Well, good tea, it seems that his tea making skills are about to catch up with Mu Shui.
"I want to stay in the South Palace."

Mu Huo paused: "Willingly?"

"Willingly." Song Zhuoxing looked firm.

"it is good."

Mu Huo put down the teacup, took out a piece of paper from the desk next to it, and handed it to Song Zhuoxing: "Since you have decided to stay in the South Palace, then sign this."

Song Zhuoxing took it, and after seeing clearly what was written on it, he asked in astonishment, "Everyone who stayed in the South Palace signed this document?"

"That's right." Mu Huo admitted generously: "As long as you sign this document, we can keep you safe no matter if you are a criminal from the imperial court or a gangster from Jiangyang."

Song Zhuoxing suppressed the horror in his heart, and handed the paper back: "Before signing this, I want to meet the King of Chu."

At three o'clock, the bell of Dizang Pavilion rang on time.

Everyone came out of the room one after another, gathered in the yard, received work from Lin Yin one by one, and began to work for dinner.

Li Bier sat down on the stone steps as usual, and seriously mended the fishing net.

Su Biwen sat not far from her, picking mung beans one by one.

Before it was time to cook, Cui Hengyue sat on the railing of the veranda and observed the movements of the guards without having to light the fire.

But Run Zhu didn't wait for Song Zhuoxing to come back, so he hugged two bundles of wood by himself, sat down in a place where he could see Cui Hengyue when he looked up, and stared at Cui Hengyue while chopping wood.

After a while, Qiurou who helped Luo Sanniang cut clothes suddenly said, "I'm so hungry!"

Hearing this, Luo Sanniang stopped what she was doing: "Are you not full at noon?"

"Well, I've always eaten slowly. When something like that happened at noon, I just went to watch the excitement. Later, Lieutenant Chen only gave us half a quarter of an hour, and I didn't finish eating at all."

Qiu Rou had a sad expression on her face: "It would be great if I could have a stutter right now."

Before he finished speaking, a piece of handkerchief appeared in front of him, and on the handkerchief were two pieces of fragrant Bi Luo.

Qiu Rou's eyes lit up, and she looked at the arm under the veil: "Miss Li, it's you, this is."

"Here you are." Li Bi'er stuffed Bi Luo and the handkerchief into Qiurou's hands, and said, "I don't have anything good, so this is a thank you gift for teaching me how to embroider handkerchiefs. Don't dislike it."

Qiu Rou hurriedly said: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, it is the best thank you gift right now, and it won't be exchanged for gold."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Rou couldn't wait to eat.

smell good--

Cui Hengyue followed the scent and saw that Bi Luo in Qiu Rou's hand was different from what she saw in the south hall, so she jumped off the railing and walked over.

"Can you give me a taste?"

Qiurou's chewing movement faltered, and seeing Cui Hengyue's salivation, she immediately sped up her movements, swallowed Biluo in her mouth two or three times, and then stuffed the rest of Biluo into her mouth.

Cui Hengyue: "."

It's just a small sip for her to taste. Is it necessary to be so stingy and not even leave the scum to her?
"Cough cough."

It was too full, and Qiurou coughed from choking.

Li Bi'er stretched out her hand, patted Qiurou's back to help her calm down, and said in a natural tone: "Eat slowly, I still have enough."

Hearing this, Cui Hengyue and Qiu Rou said in unison: "Really?"

Li Bi'er didn't look at Cui Hengyue, but said to Qiu Rou: "Well, I still have them in my room."

"I want another piece." Qiu Rou hurriedly asked for it.

"I want it too." Cui Hengyue walked around to Qiu Rou's side, facing Li Bi'er, letting her see her and face her own request.

Li Bi'er looked at Qiu Rou, then at Cui Hengyue, showing a troubled expression: "But, I only have one piece in my room."

Hearing this, Cui Hengyue immediately stretched out her left hand in front of Qiu Rou, blinking her watery almond eyes: "Miss Qiu, I haven't had enough at noon, you just ate two pieces, can you give me the last one?"

Facing the pitiful Cui Hengyue, Qiu Rou couldn't bear to look away.

As soon as she lowered her head, Qiu Rou saw Cui Hengyue's outstretched arm, which was wrapped with gauze, and there was still blood on the gauze.

Qiurou was immediately ashamed of her behavior, she would be fine if she skipped a meal, but the little lunatic's hunger would definitely affect the recovery of the wound.

The little lunatic is still a child!
She was so unkind just now.

"Okay." Qiu Rou nodded with guilt.

Cui Hengyue was overjoyed, and after thanking her, she stretched out her hand to Li Bier: "Miss Qiu agrees, give me the last piece of biluo."

"If you want to eat, follow me back to your room to get it."

After Li Bier finished speaking, she turned around and left
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