Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Fortunately, when arranging the room, he was at the end, and it happened to be the extra one, so he was able to live in a room alone.

The snoring in his ears was not loud, but Zhong Hai tossed and turned, and could not sleep peacefully all the time.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the face he saw in the flower garden in the afternoon was all in front of him.

He hadn't seen Chu Li for a long time. He was in the North Hall, so he didn't have many chances to deal with the master of the West Hall. profound.

Zhong Hai just had a quick glance today, and he didn't see it very clearly. He vaguely felt that the profiles were somewhat similar, but he didn't have time to distinguish them in detail.

He didn't get the news of Chu Li's coming to Ningcheng, and pretending to be a Taoist priest to sneak into Fan's house didn't look like the other party's behavior. Besides, the little Taoist disciples behind him looked very strange, and they didn't look like people from Mingyue Pavilion.

Thinking about it this way, Zhong Hai felt much more relieved.

He looked at the hazy moonlight outside, and let out a long and slow breath. Anyway, the Taoist priest was going to live in the mansion for a few days, so he found a chance to check again to see if it was Chu Li.

Zhong Hai was about to close his eyes again when he caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing past the window from the corner of his eye.

The movement was extremely fast, and it disappeared in an instant, so fast that he thought he was dazzled.

The drowsiness that had just brewed instantly dissipated.

He didn't get up immediately, he only held his breath, slowly raised his arm, and touched the dagger hidden under the pillow.

Could it be that the people chasing him have already noticed that he has hid in Fan's house, and are planning to attack tonight?
Zhong Hai gritted his teeth and sneered, with a hint of chill in his panic.

It was really in line with that person's style of doing things, and he refused to give him any life.

That night, Zhong Hai hardly fell asleep, and after the cock crowed three times, he finally dozed off for a while, but soon, someone knocked on the door, telling him that it was time to get up and work.

He rubbed his sore and swollen eyes helplessly, got up to put on a face, and opened the door as if nothing had happened. After breakfast, he rushed to the flower garden with the small workers around to start today's work.

In the small courtyard surrounded by bamboo groves, Nan Zhen finished drinking the rice porridge in front of her and was about to walk around in the courtyard when she suddenly saw the maid beside Cao Yue walking over.

The servant girl saluted her politely, stood three feet away from her, and said respectfully, "Little Master, Madam sent me to tell you that Miss is awake. If you have any questions, you can go over now."

Chu Li went out early in the morning, and only Nan Zhen was in the yard at the moment.

She nodded after hearing the servant girl's words, "I see, I'll go after I get ready."

"Okay, then I'll go to the Dyeing Fragrance Institute and let the lady know."

The servant girl walked quickly, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry. Nan Zhen didn't look back until her back was hidden among the bamboo bushes.

She had nothing to prepare, looked around, picked up the whisk that Chu Li had left on the table, and strode out of the yard.

Last night, she had checked the inside and outside of the Ranxiang Courtyard, stepped on every mechanism, and roughly figured out what happened to those so-called abnormal noises and ghost images.

It has to be said that the people who arranged the mechanism took a lot of thought, but they didn't know whether these things were made by Jiajia, or by the Miss Fan family who had never shown up.

It is rare to see the sun in winter, and the sunlight slanted into the corridor, elongating the shadow of the columns and shining on people, which is also very warm.

Cao Yue asked someone to bring a reclining chair, and Fan Ran leaned on the reclining chair, her face was pale and bloodless, but her eyes were very bright.

Cao Yue stroked her face with her hand, and said distressedly, "I've lost weight these few days, but the food in the kitchen doesn't suit my appetite?"

Fan Ran shook her head, "They all taste good, I just can't eat them myself."

Seeing that Cao Yue's brows were still unfurled, she comforted her, "Mother, don't worry, my daughter is fine, and I feel a lot better today. I drank a whole bowl of porridge in the morning."

"Really?" Cao Yue didn't quite believe it.

Jia Jia was there to help, "Yes Ma'am, the servant is seeing that Miss is getting better every day."

Cao Yue licked her lips, and muttered, "It seems that this master is really amazing, and he has seen results on the first day he entered the mansion."

Her voice was so low that Fan Ran couldn't hear her even though she was so concentrated, so she asked, "Mother, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing," Cao Yue shook her head, "Mother is just looking forward to your well-being! Two days ago, Young Master Kong sent something and said he wanted to see you, but you were sleeping at that time, so I sent him away. Hello, go and return the gift."

Speaking of which, my daughter and Kong Yuan still have a marriage contract, originally planned to do it this year, but seeing Ran'er's current state, I'm afraid it will have to be postponed.

Fan Ran frowned unconsciously when he heard the words "Young Master of the Kong Family", but his movements were subtle, and Cao Yue didn't notice it.

"Even if I recover from my illness, I will have to take care of it for a period of time, so as not to pass on the sickness to others and make me unhappy for nothing."

Cao Yue responded, "That's the reason, so I'll ask your father to invite someone to drink tea first, and then I'll talk about the rest after you recover."

"Ah."

Fan Ran twitched the corners of her mouth, suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and coughed twice.

Seeing this, Cao Yue hurriedly said, "But it's been too long since I've been out, and the wind blows and I started coughing again? Then go back to the house quickly."

"No need," Fan Ran waved his hand, "It's just that my throat is a bit dry, Jia Jia, pour me a cup of hot water."

"Here, miss, please drink slowly."

After moistening her throat and putting down the teacup, Fan Ran looked up, and saw a man dressed as an aunt striding forward, with a beautiful appearance and a dusty temperament, and the passing scenery served as a foil, she couldn't help but stare blankly.

This Taoist nun is really like the fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

When Cao Yue saw the person coming, she immediately stood up to greet him, "Little Master."

Nan Zhen walked down the corridor, nodded in return, and turned to the person on the recliner, "This is Miss Fan, right?"

Fan Ran pursed her lips and smiled, "Hi, little master."

Cao Yue looked behind her and couldn't see Chu Li, so she asked, "I wonder if the master is here?"

Nan Zhen: "Master, he still has some things to deal with, so he sent me over to take a look."

"Oh," Cao Yue raised a smile, "little master, please sit here, Jiajia, and make some tea for little master."

Accepting her kindness, Nan Zhen took the cup and sipped the tea while calmly sizing up the person in front of her.

Compared to the maid, Fan Ran was much calmer when he noticed her gaze, as if expressing kindness.But for Nan Zhen, these superficial things can't affect anything.

After going back last night, she kept thinking about the conversation between the master and the servant, and finally noticed something wrong at dawn.

According to the Fan family and his wife, Fan Ran was overly panicked because he collided with something unclean, and the wind and cold hadn't disappeared before, so that he has been ill for a long time now, but Nan Zhen didn't hear the meaning of fear at all. .