The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 95

He Meixiong shook his head and said: "You are really fragile, no wonder the doors and windows of this house are always closed, and the earth dragon and the stove are lit early. Have you been like this since you were a child?"

Guo Shanchuan lowered his dark long eyelashes to cover his gloomy eyes, "Before he was eight years old, he was quite healthy. He was even praised by the teachers in the mansion. He was a rare martial arts genius."

He Meixiong was very curious, "Then why are you like this?"

Guo Shanchuan failed to answer, and started coughing again.

Blood stained the tea and snacks on the low table red, and even the white scrolls were splashed with blood.

He couldn't hold it any longer, and fainted weakly on the soft couch.

He Meixiong scratched his head.

She was really afraid that before she and her cousin could find evidence from the Guo Mansion, the young man would have already left Hexi.

She thought for a while, wiped the blood from Guo Shanchuan's face, picked him up and put him on the bed behind the screen.

She tucked Guo Shanchuan into a thick quilt and was about to leave. When she saw his delicate face and long curly eyelashes, she couldn't help but lie down beside the couch and pinched his cheek gently.

She whispered, "If you are good-looking, you are good-looking, and if you are thin, you are really thin..."

She was confused and understood that all beautiful and delicate things under the sky seemed to be fragile, like precious glass or the moon in the water.

……

He Yao and He Meixiong lurked in Guo Mansion for seven or eight days, but could not find anything.

Everyone in the Guo family lives a normal life, no different from other aristocratic families in Luojing.

It was night, and the two squatted by the small lake in the garden to talk.

He Yao held a lantern in one hand and a small branch in the other, showing the structural drawing of Guo Mansion to He Meixiong, "...In short, except for the study, which is heavily guarded and cannot be entered, I have searched all these places and found nothing. Can be found.”

He Meixiong held his face, "I have searched Guo Shanchuan's study. Apart from paintings, there are no confidential documents or account books at all."

He Yao choked on her, "Even if there is, you can't read, you can't recognize what it is."

He Meixiong choked on her words and couldn't help but roll her eyes, "It sounds like you are so capable, my second cousin. Compared with your eldest cousin, we are evenly matched. Don't look down on the other!"

The two were depressed for a long time, and He Meixiong suddenly said: "Second cousin, if something happens to the Guo family in the future, will Guo Shanchuan be implicated? How will he be punished?"

"The Guo family is not the only one responsible for concealing the disaster. I'm afraid all three Guo family members will be implicated." He Yao immersed herself in scribbling on the ground, "Either beheading or being sent to the bitter cold frontier, there is no other way. .”

Distributed to the bitter and cold frontier...

He Meixiong thought about the young gentleman and couldn't help but hold the lantern in his arms.

He is so sick and weak, like a delicate flower that can only be kept in a greenhouse, and if he wears such heavy shackles and shackles, he is afraid that he will die of illness on the road before he has left Luojing for thirty miles, right?

He Yao glanced at her again, "I heard that you were favored by him and put him in the room to serve? He Meixiong, don't be so foolish as to fall in love with him. We are people from the government, and they are criminals who committed serious crimes. We You have to keep a distance from them, you can’t be friends, let alone love.”

She was rarely so serious.

He Meixiong whispered, "I'm just curious, why are you so fierce? It's not like you don't know what kind of husband I like. I only love those strong-willed men from Ningzhou in the northwest, and I don't want sick men like Guo Shanchuan." Woolen cloth."

He Yao thought about it and stopped scolding her.

She threw away the twigs, raised her feet to wipe off the marks on the ground, "It's time to go back to the room and sleep."

He Meixiong doesn't want to go back for now.

She was sitting alone by the lake. The moon was beautiful tonight, reflected on the sparkling lake, and the scenery was soft and quiet.

She let out a deep breath, and was about to get up and go back to the room, but she saw a little fire not far away.

Someone was burning something by the lake.

He Meixiong became vigilant and approached on tiptoe, only to realize that it was a middle-aged man burning paper money.

She crossed Xiao Man's waist, and reprimanded in a crisp voice: "Who are you, why are you burning paper money in the mansion in the middle of the night? This is the Guo Mansion, so you can't tolerate burning these things! If you disturb the nobles, you are the one to look at!"

The middle-aged man slowly raised his head.

He was wearing a silk-satin robe. His appearance was still young and handsome, but his temples were slightly gray, giving off a sense of vicissitudes of life in late autumn. He stood up, his posture as tall as a bamboo, his eyes dark and firm. And cold.

He was still holding a wad of paper money in his hand. His knuckles were slender, clean and without thick calluses, and he looked like the hands of a scholar.

He Meixiong raised his chin arrogantly, "What do you think I did? Could it be that I said something wrong? You are burning paper money in the house, are you still reasonable?!"

At the moment of the stalemate, a middle-aged man dressed as a teacher ran over with a lantern, his face full of flattery, "Oh, my lord, why did you come to the lake?! The lake is so dangerous, this black Mawu Yes, what would you do if you fell into the water?!"

After flattering him, he stared at He Meixiong again, cursing with a stern face: "You bastard, this is Mr. Guo, the left servant of Chaozhong, and also our master, if you see him being rude, do you want to go to heaven?! Which yard are you serving in, go and receive the punishment yourself!"

He Meixiong stared at the man in the robe.

It turned out that he was Guo Duanping...

Master Zhang was so angry that he yelled: "You damn girl, why are you still standing there?! But are you crazy?! You are not clever at all. If you give you a few sticks, you will know how powerful you are!" "

He picked up a branch from the lake, and drew it towards He Meixiong involuntarily.

Unexpectedly, before it hit anyone, Guo Duanping held the branch.

Guo Duanping motioned him to step aside.

He took the lantern from Master Zhang's hand and raised it slightly, shining it on He Meixiong's face.

It was the face of a typical northern desert girl, with slightly dark skin, dignified yet beautiful features, and eyes full of stubbornness, bravery and unyielding domineering, like a wild flower blooming among thorns. .

Upon closer inspection, there are still traces of déjà vu between her eyebrows...

Guo Duanping was slightly startled.

After a while, He Meixiong took the lead to interrupt the silence and said impatiently: "What are you looking at?! A big man, holding a lantern and staring at the little girl's face in the middle of the night, do you still want your old face?! I Even at such an age that I can be your daughter, you are not ashamed, are all the officials in Luo Jing doing this?!"

Master Zhang was scared to death.

Ever since he followed Guo Duanping, no one has dared to say such a thing!
He was about to scold He Meixiong, but Guo Duanping suddenly laughed.

Master Zhang was stunned.

Since the eldest son passed away, the lord has not laughed for a long time.

It is always particularly sad and unforgettable when a person with white hair gives a gift to a person with black hair.

Why tonight...

(End of this chapter)