Celebrating more than two years of peace in the world

Chapter 294
The eldest prince was supported by the housekeeper and returned to the room.

When the housekeeper appeared again, Fan Xian was the only one in the main hall.

He held the wine glass alone, and poured himself wine one by one.

"Master Fan is not in a very good mood." The housekeeper said with a smile, "Do you need a servant to accompany you for a drink?"

Fan Xian raised his head and looked at the housekeeper in confusion, then directly picked up a cup from the side and put it in front of the housekeeper, but Fan Xian did not let go of his hand, and looked at the housekeeper with a slightly hesitant gaze. , asked, "I never knew your name."

The housekeeper looked down at the cup that Fan Xian didn't want to let go, only then did she realize that Fan Xian seemed to be a little angry towards her. She could understand where this anger came from. For someone like Fan Xian, What they hold for a long time are secrets about information. They are full of secrets, but the people around them cannot have secrets. They must have people who know clearly by their side, but anyone who has secrets, unless Absolute value, otherwise it would not be alive.

And to Fan Xian, he was a secret.

"My lord, there is no taboo for slaves, and Dean Chen's address for slaves is just a word of hello." The female housekeeper's voice was not loud, but full of air, as if she had no fear of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian looked at her with calm eyes and steady breathing, but the housekeeper smelled a murderous aura in the space, and her face changed immediately, from the easy-going calmness just now to the instant sweating, and sweat stains appeared all over her clothes. And the beads of sweat on his face fell from the raised brow bone, but it took only a few moments.

She immediately took a step back and knelt down on the ground.

This kneeling, she did not dare to look at Fan Xian.

"My lord... slaves deserve to die, but slaves really don't have a name...the dean didn't give a name, just let the slaves serve as housekeepers, and didn't explain other things, let alone mention... slaves... slaves didn't take the position. No job in the courtyard, nor any..." When she said this, the housekeeper hesitated for a moment.

When she raised her head again, Fan Xian was no longer there, and the wine glass that Fan Xian handed over just now was full of wine.

The housekeeper shuddered as the cold wind entered the hall. She timidly looked at the glass of wine in front of her, and then drank it down.

At this moment, she no longer dared to treat Fan Xian the same way. Only then did she realize how happy that woman who could talk to Fan Xian at will, laugh and eat and drink at will, and her status was so detached.

Without comparison, no one knows what kind of situation they are in.

"You scared her." Sisi said in a low voice.

The two walked slowly by the pond in Chen Yuan. This koi pond was much bigger than the one in the palace, but there were not as many red koi as there were in the palace. I heard that Chen Pingping kept a crocodile in it, but it was only a weekday. No one has ever seen it.

Fan Xian just laughed and didn't answer. He quietly looked at the lake in front of him.

"Why do you treat me like this?" Sisi asked after looking at the clothes on her body.

Her answer was silence. Fan Xian did not speak, but quietly looked at the moonlight that filled the lake. At this moment, everything seemed to be easier. Fan Xian asked suddenly, "Say, the closest People, will they be the ones to kill you?"

Sisi was taken aback, not understanding Fan Xian's words. She hesitated for a long time before she said, "If it's true, it must be because of something that I can't get over. If it's not forced, it must be a pity."

"Sorry?" Fan Xian didn't seem to understand.

"It's not a pity, but it must have been forced." Sisi said, "My lord, you have taught me that people must do what they want to do in life, and they must live with goals and ideas."

Fan Xian smiled, and then said, "Go back and rest."

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In the dark room, the housekeeper was kneeling on the ground. Her body was already dripping with blood, but her face didn't have any scars. Her hands trembled and her body trembled for a moment. She wanted to raise her head but couldn't. Her body Full of timidity and cowardice, he is no longer as heroic as before.

"You have been with me for ten years." An indifferent voice said.

The housekeeper knelt on the ground, she seemed unable to swallow her saliva, she was trembling and wanted to do something, her hands were stretched forward, and she could be seen through the moonlight from the house, her neck was hung , a coarse hemp rope was tied around her neck, she wanted to speak, but the two people behind her were like a tug of war, each pulling the end of a rope, without giving her a chance to speak.

"Let her speak," continued the voice.

The two let go of their hands, and the housekeeper staggered and knelt on the ground. She looked at the person in front of her as if she was trying to survive, and then said, "Master, master, please, he is too smart. I knew right away that I couldn't hide it."

A pair of divine eyes appeared in the darkness. His eyes were soft but cold. No one could see through these eyes what was going on in this person's mind. His expression was like a pair of murderous eyes. Tired eyes, shining in the cold ice cellar.

Not the slightest bit of temperature.

"I won't allow it, you made a little mistake, you have to understand this matter." The voice continued.

"Your maidservant can die..." The housekeeper seemed relieved, she said in a low voice, "But...if she dies now, maybe..."

"I don't need you to teach me." The person in the darkness turned and walked out of the room.

The moonlight was shining, and it was extremely bleak.

In the early morning of the next day, Fan Xian got up a little earlier than usual. At this time, Chen Pingping had already got into the carriage and was about to go down the mountain. The group of people was already ready to go.

When Fan Xian appeared, Chen Pingping had just been helped into the carriage. When he saw Fan Xian, he smiled strangely, "It's early."

Holding a square of spring pancakes in his hand, Fan Xian walked up to Chen Pingping, "It's ironic that the little ones rest and the old ones go to work. Have you eaten early?" Fan Xian stretched out his hand and handed out a spring pancake.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Chen Pingping to take the food handed over by others, but this time, he did not refuse, so he reached out to take it.

Fan Xian pushed away the servants on the side, and carried Chen Pingping into the carriage himself. After settling down, he said with a smile, "I'm going to stay for a while, and I still can't figure out some things."

"It's okay, this is your home." Chen Pingping didn't take it seriously, and said lightly.

"Oh, by the way, I heard that your housekeeper doesn't have a name. I thought of a name, but I don't know if it's appropriate for her." Fan Xian laughed.

Chen Pingping didn't change her expression, she just asked, "What?"

"Liu Huaming." Fan Xian yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"The willows are dark and the flowers are bright?" Chen Pingping's carriage had already left, "That's right, as long as you like it."

Fan Xian didn't see Chen Pingping's hand making a strange gesture, but he heard the footsteps of people not far away suddenly started moving.

(End of this chapter)