Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

The housekeeper looked at Siqiu and got Siqiu's permission. Then he called two escorts and sent Faruk to their special place for treatment. Mick reacted. He wanted to look back at Siqiu and the woman, but he was afraid to look back. He rushed up and left.

The housekeeper saw that everything had been handled, and then he respectfully opened his mouth to Siqiu, "count, do you have anything else to order?"

"Follow up and see if his eyes can recover. If they can recover, destroy them completely. Don't let him know that his eyes can recover and let the people around them stir up their feelings." Thinking of revenge, Farouk spoke quietly. Farouk was forced to be urgent and would not attack Mick. At least there would be some estrangement, but Mick would not hurt Mick. But Mick was very conceited. If Farouk had something wrong with him, he could quarrel fiercely with Farouk. I'm afraid Mick would have done anything bad first, Even if Farouk can tolerate his son, he won't tolerate it for a long time. Therefore, even if they can't fight each other, at least he can let him spend less time cleaning them up at that time.

Siqiu knows that Fengjiu dance is here and doesn't want to know some of his thoughts by Fengjiu dance. Even if he knows that Fengjiu dance is very accurate, he can guess his thoughts, but he still feels bad in his heart, so let's do that. He also wants to leave some images in front of the dance.

Siqiu knew that Feng Jiuwu wouldn't ask him anything, so he took the initiative to say "the father of blood is only the father of blood, half brother and two clowns. If he wasn't too lazy to do anything, he would clean them up before."

"Is it related by blood to your uncle?" Feng Jiuwu thought for a moment and asked this. Siqiu was silent for a moment and knew the meaning of Feng Jiuwu. Then he spoke again. "Uncle and that man are half brothers and half mothers. The relationship is very bad. The uncle's body can also be said to have something to do with that man."

Siqiu didn't say what happened next. Feng Jiuwu probably knew what had happened. If it wasn't for the uncle's injury, Siqiu might not ask her to treat him. After all, he grew up with Siqiu. Senior brother is a national teacher of a country. Sometimes he is very busy, and he has no power, It was also difficult to walk in the cultivation world. Shifu didn't like to take care of those forces, so the elder martial brother went by himself. Over time, Siqiu was placed on Shifu's side, and more people were with her, so fengjiuwu also knew Siqiu very well.

Finally, Siqiu said again, "let's not delay, let's go."

Feng Jiuwu answered and walked slowly with Siqiu. Even though the road was not long or very short, they finally came to the place where his uncle lived. The guard outside was a little uneasy when he saw the count. Then a middle-aged man like a housekeeper ran out and welcomed Siqiu and Feng Jiuwu in. He didn't dare to see more about Feng Jiuwu, The expression was also very respectful. "Count, sir is resting now. Shall I wake up Sir now?"

"Yes." Siqiu answered faintly. The housekeeper asked the servant to serve Siqiu and Fengjiu dance, and then walked quickly down. Uncle Siqiu didn't like too many people here, so the servant only had two maids, who stayed outside with others, and one maid is not here now. There is a maid here. The purpose of coming here is a little impure, even if it's better to pretend, Her eyes lit up when she saw her hatred. The ability to be a maid in the Alex family was quite outstanding. Such people were either more stable in mind or more arrogant. They were not content with the status quo and wanted to climb to the good, but they didn't have that ability. They were waiting for a better opportunity to ascend to the sky step by step.

The maid has not been a maid for two days. She has performed very well and won't have any hand and foot problems. Although uncle Siqiu is not as strict as the castle, she is also carefully selected. However, the maid is more able to pretend. She has been a maid for several years and hasn't been seen as anything.

And her mind has always been on the count, that is, thinking of revenge. She originally wanted to go to the ancient castle, but unexpectedly, she was transferred here. However, it is better here than the old count or young master, some ladies and young ladies. The count of other people over there doesn't go once. At least the count has been here several times.

The maid met the count for the fourth time. For the first time, she couldn't help but want to be a maid in the castle. For the second time, the count came to see her husband. For the third time, she didn't find any chance. For the fourth time, she hasn't seen the count for nearly a year. The maid wants to make the count look at her differently. She's old, It can't stand the test of time.

Therefore, the maid was very happy to know that the count was coming, but after seeing a woman around the count, and then seeing the count's face and eyes, the maid's heart completely clicked. Although she looked at Fengjiu dance vaguely, she was also felt by Fengjiu dance. The vigilant color in the maid's eyes.

After looking at some of Lanyan's thoughts of revenge, Feng Jiuwu took a smoke from her lips. She felt that there were many men on her side, even women. She felt helpless. Looking at the maid's eyes, she could guess the meaning of the maid. After all, the maid didn't always look at her thoughts of revenge after they came in, but the look of admiration in her eyes, It's not pretending.

The corners of her lips could not help pursing. Feng Jiuwu was quite funny in her heart, but didn't notice the hatred of the maid's face. After seeing the expression of Feng Jiuwu, her eyebrows frowned heavily. He always felt that Feng Jiuwu was strange, especially in her eyes. He always felt that she was thinking about something. This feeling was very inexplicable, but it was the real idea in her heart.

Immediately, Feng Jiuwu looked at the maid's line of sight. The maid saw the count looking at him and was flustered. However, she knew that she could no longer avoid her mind this time. Then she pulled out a gentle smile at Siqiu and whispered to Siqiu, "count, what do you want to order?"

The maid brought tea and said in a tone like a gentle and intellectual woman, and her eyes were very gentle. Although there was nothing like this, Siqiu always felt that it was strange.

Then he turned his eyes on Feng Jiuwu, didn't pay attention to the maid, and said softly, "what's the matter?"

Feng Jiuwu was stunned, then shook his head and said, "nothing."