Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan saw that although he was thin, he jumped down easily and naturally, thinking that he must be very skilled. He looked back and saw that although the lights were on in the house, there was no sound, so he hurriedly said, "It's the same when I look for you."

Jiu Ling choked, then smiled very naturally: "Girl, you should go in and find the master!"

Anan frowned and said, "Don't you even ask me what's going on?"

Jiu Ling then said, "Please forgive me, young lady. I am on duty here now. I cannot leave without the master's approval. Besides, in Yongning Guard, there is no problem that our master cannot solve. No matter what the matter is, just go and tell the master."

Anan looked at the sky, then looked inside the house, and hesitated a little.

Jiuling moved back and whispered to Anan, "The master hasn't rested yet."

There was nothing wrong with Jiu Ling's words. Since he was a servant, he should naturally follow the orders of his master. Even if he really wanted to help, he needed the permission of that guy.

Without time to think, Anan followed Jiuling in quickly. As expected, he was still reading documents in the guest room outside. He seemed to be in a good mood. Although he did not put down the documents in his hand, he still looked up at her politely.

"I heard that Jinyun has been out these days. My lord, do you know where he went?" Anan thought for a moment and asked in a low voice.

His eyes darkened and his face turned dark.

Anan didn't know what he said wrong, he just looked at his face carefully, then turned to look at Jiuling.

Jiuling didn't go to see him, but just smiled and said to Anan: "Young lady, you are really thoughtful. You are running around the manor alone so late at night, because you are worried that Mr. Nie will not come home tonight."

Anan felt something was not right, but now was not the time to start a belly fight with them, so he frowned and said, "Yes, Jinyun did not return home that night, and Xiaofu did not come back either."

"I happened to be at the gate when Mr. Nie went out. He only brought Xiao Shi with him, and did not see Miss Fu." Jiuling recalled very seriously.

"Xiao Fu heard that Jin Yun had been going to Chun Feng Tower every day recently, and she was a little worried, so she followed him secretly." After Anan finished speaking, he added, "She also went there yesterday and came back after dinner, and I didn't hear anything."

Hearing the words "Chunfeng Tower", he finally put down the document in his hand and looked at Jiuling with a frown.

Jiuling nodded slightly, turned around and walked out.

Water was boiling in the kettle, bubbling with steam. She didn't know if it was because of the steam or because she couldn't sleep late at night, but she felt a little dizzy. The whole room was a little blurry, and even his face couldn't be seen clearly. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was dreaming or awake, so she held on to a chair and sat down.

"What's wrong? Are you still drunk from yesterday?" He looked at the document in his hand and made notes with a pen, but he did not stop teasing her.

Anan grinned at him and nodded seriously: "Yes, but unfortunately the person who insisted on carrying me back last night is missing."

He raised his head and glanced at her with a half-smile. Even though she had known him for such a short time, she knew that it was a sign that he was about to get angry.

Xiao Fu's life or death was uncertain outside, so she still had to rely on others. She stuck out her tongue, stood up and smiled apologetically, "I'll pour tea for the master."

"Just sit still!" He lowered his head to look at the documents again and said coldly, "I am a healthy person, so I won't bother you, a lame man, to serve me."

The night was always long, he was used to handling affairs, and it was best to concentrate when the night was quiet. Being in the same room with her today had already distracted him a little, but this girl didn't know how to restrain herself and kept staring at him intently.

He put down the paper he was working on and met her gaze.