Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 743 Are you following me?Do you love this king?
Chapter 743 Are you following me?Do you love this king?
Yun Zhimeng's eyes widened, and she patted the servant girl's head: "Don't talk nonsense, the young master is already 20 years old, how could the master have an affair with that person!"

The little servant girl stuck out her tongue and said with a blushing face: "Why does that man come here every day? I heard that that man is a prince. A few days ago I saw Master Sun personally escorting that man out of the yamen. I don't know if it is true or not. "

Yunzhimeng didn't answer.

The identity of that person, Yun Zhimeng is clearly clear.

His Royal Highness King Quan, the biggest thorn in the heart of the Ninth Five-Year Master in Kyoto, this person has been in Guyong Mansion for a long time.

At the beginning, I didn’t see many people, except that I lived in Baxiufang for a few days when I came here, and then I moved away. I heard that I bought a house and planned to live there for a long time, but only after seven or eight days, I could see this place. People come to Baxiufang to listen to a piece of music, but they come and go in a hurry.

But as the workshop owner returned to the workshop three days ago, this person suddenly appeared frequently.

On the first day, I spent three hours in Fangzhu's courtyard, on the second day, two hours, today is the third day, I don't know how long I will stay.

"Girl, didn't you personally make Yunpian Cake for Fangzhu? Why don't we send it over here?"

Yun Zhimeng looked at the little maid: "What, want to peek?"

The little servant girl said: "Aren't you curious? Speaking of which, although the owner of the workshop is close to forty, he is graceful and elegant, and has a beautiful charm. Such a woman, in addition to governing the entire Baxiufang, will inevitably have violent storms. You came here uninvited. Maybe the master is waiting for the girl to rescue him."

Yun Zhimeng didn't like the little maid's arrangement of the workshop owner very much, so she said a little displeased: "Go, go, go back to your room, stop talking nonsense, if it reaches the workshop owner's ears, I can't keep you."

The little maid touched the tip of her nose and dared not speak.

Yun Zhimeng frowned, and looked over the window unconsciously, looking in the direction of Fangzhu's yard. In fact, she was also very curious.

She remembered that before Liu Wei left, that prince had looked for Liu Wei. Although she didn't know what the two said, it seemed that Liu Wei would leave because of him.

In fact, at that time, Yun Zhimeng really didn't want Liu Wei to leave, if Liu Wei stayed for a while longer, he would be able to see the workshop owner.

Yun Zhimeng privately thought that the workshop owner also wanted to see Liu Wei.

And young master, young master should also come back and meet Liu Wei.

After thinking a lot in her heart, after sending the little maid to rest, Yun Zhimeng really took the Yunpian cake and walked to the owner's yard. The yard looked empty, but she knew that as long as she took a step beyond the thunder pond, someone would come out , to block her.

Sure enough, as soon as she stepped into the arch, a purple figure came out from nowhere: "Miss Weaving Dreams."

Yun Zhimeng took a closer look, saw the identity of this person clearly, and greeted with a smile: "Xiao Zi."

"Is Miss Weaving Dreams here to deliver some snacks to Fangzhu?"

Yun Zhimeng nodded: "I remember that Fangzhu likes to eat this, made some, and wanted to send it."

"Leave it to me." Xiao Zi stretched out her hand to get it.

Yun Zhimeng shrank her hands subconsciously and said, "I want to send it to Fangzhu myself."

Xiao Zi said: "The owner of the shop is seeing a guest."

"Is that the master?" Yun Zhimeng asked.

Xiao Zixiao's business is business-like, but in her words, there is alienation: "Girl Zhimeng was also raised by the owner of the workshop, the owner of the workshop, the girl should know the temper, the owner of the workshop does not like others to inquire about things that should not be asked, the girl can understand gone?"

Yun Zhimeng bit her lip, stepped forward, and touched Xiao Zi's arm: "I'll just ask secretly, if you tell me secretly, I won't pester you anymore, good little Zi, okay?"

Xiao Zi took a step back, didn't speak, but looked behind Yunzhimeng.

Yun Zhimeng immediately turned her head, and she saw a woman in red standing behind her at some point.

"Sister Hong." Xiao Zi called out.

Yun Zhimeng also faltered, calling out, "Sister Hong."

"Is the girl here to deliver some snacks to the owner?" Sister Hong looked at the Yunpian Cake in Yunzhimeng's hand and asked coldly.

Yun Zhimeng nodded and said, "Yes."

"pass it to me."

Yun Zhimeng hardly dared to say anything, and just handed over the pastry plate.

Sister Hong picked it up, then walked past the two of them and entered the courtyard.

The red figure disappeared, and Xiao Zi said: "Miss Zhimeng, it's getting late, and you have brought your things, go back and rest earlier."

This remark is really not tactful at all.

Yun Zhimeng turned around sullenly, and went back silently...

Sister Hong, carrying Yunpian cake, went all the way around the small attic, went up to the second-floor platform, turned right, passed a camphor tree, and then knocked on the door that was almost half blocked by the tree trunk.

"Come in."

A female voice came from inside, mellow and soft.

Sister Hong pushed the door open and walked in, met a pair of sharp eyes and said, "Fangzhu."

Sister Hong looked at the chair next to her again, there was still an uninvited guest sitting upright who didn't intend to leave, and said, "Miss Zhimeng has gone back."

The owner of the workshop nodded, turned his gaze back, looked at the guests beside him again, and asked, "Where did the lord just say?"

Rong Huang waved his hand: "No hurry, no rush, speak slowly! I am not in a hurry! What is this? Yunpian cake? I haven't eaten it for a long time, can I eat it?"

The cold expression on Sister Hong's face was even worse at this time, staring at King Quan, as if she wanted to drive him away with a broom the next moment.

The owner of the shop didn't care, and asked Sister Hong to send the plate over.

Sister Hong reluctantly handed over the plate and put it on the small table. She didn't even say to make up a cup of tea for the King Quan, and just let him eat it. He choked to death.

Rong Huang didn't seem to mind. He took a piece and put it in his mouth. After eating it, he said: "After all, you are the cook of Baxiufang. These small snacks are the most delicious. I ate them from Guyongfu. There are many families, and yours is the best."

The master didn't speak.

Sister Hong said angrily: "This pastry was made by Miss Zhimeng, not by the cook."

Rong Huang was not embarrassed either, just smiled and said: "It seems that what I want to do is not the taste of this pastry, but the place to eat this pastry, if not, the master will make room for me in Baxiufang The house, how many days will this king stay here?"

The owner of the workshop chuckled and said, "Didn't the prince buy the house?"

"Didn't the master send someone to drive me out? I have no place to live, and I can't sleep on the street, so I had no choice but to buy a small house and squeeze it out temporarily."

"That's a house with three entrances."

The implication is that it is not small, it is very large, enough to accommodate dozens of people.

Rong Huang didn't have the embarrassment of being exposed for lying, he just asked: "Hey, how do you know?"

Fangzhu said nothing.

Rong Huang suddenly smiled mysteriously, and said with embarrassment: "You pay attention to this king? Do you love this king? But, this king will be shy... But, if it is you, this king will reluctantly obey, hahaha .”

Fangzhu: "..."

Sister Hong: "!"

Sister Hong couldn't bear it anymore, and finally spoke out on behalf of the master: "My lord, it's getting late, the owner of the workshop should go to bed, what do you have to do, can you finish quickly?"

After coming for half an hour, they talked a lot of nonsense, just like yesterday and the day before yesterday, it was simply inexplicable.

"It's still early, how can I go to bed so early." Rong Huang ate another slice of cloud cake.

Sister Hong continued to stare at him!
After Rong Huang finally felt that he was not welcome here, he finally compromised, put down the Yunpian cake, and said: "There have been many cases in Beijing recently, and Liu Wei has also been involved in it. This king is just asking. At this time, I don’t care about this king, do you care?”

The owner of the shop was silent for a while when he heard the extremely familiar but unfamiliar words, and then said: "How do you manage?"

Rong Huang said firmly: "In short, nothing will happen to your daughter."

The owner of the workshop, namely Ji Xiaqiu, looked at Rong Huang for a long time before saying, "Wei'er, I'm pregnant."

Rong Huang nodded: "This king knows, so I'm here to tell you, the same sentence, after all, nothing will happen to your daughter."

Ji Xiaqiu's eyes were calm.

Rong Huang said again: "In this way, maybe it will make you feel less guilty?"

Ji Xiaqiu remained silent and did not speak anymore. She has been old friends for decades, and after all, she can't hide her thoughts from these old friends.

(End of this chapter)