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Du Zhong said with a smile that nothing happened, and Wang Bingli walked into the house again.After not seeing each other for a long time, Du Ruo was stunned and hurriedly said, "Second Young Master!"

Wang Bingli waved his hand and came to her with the clothes, "The clothes for Ah Zhong. You, go and tell Ying Lian that I will stay here tonight."

The second half of his sentence was actually for Liu Feng.Liu Feng was stunned for a while, and then asked disrespectfully: "Who is Ying Lian?"

The Second Young Master frowned and looked at her, "Which yard is your maid? Why don't you even know the Second Young Madam?"

What, the Second Young Mistress? Ying Lian, the one who meddles in other people's business? She turned the corner after a lot of effort, and said in trepidation, "It's in the backyard. It used to be by Miss Fifth's side."

Wang Bingli sneered: "No wonder. No one who came out of her was clever."

Hey, that's too much! Say Yu'er can do it, but she, um... is quite clever sometimes.Many people in Xiangfu can't remember everything, blame her?

After collecting the food box, I hurried back to the backyard.It was completely dark, the kitchen was full of smoke, and the servants of the various courtyards began to arrange meals again.

She squatted in a corner to help wash the dishes, and a few mothers who were choosing vegetables started chatting.

"I heard that the second young master is back, and madam is very angry." The news is very well-informed!

"It's no wonder if you don't get angry. The second young master spends his days drinking and drinking, and he doesn't have a home. Mr. Xiang has told his wife many times about this. The wife is reluctant to beat and scold her, so she can only suffer from both sides."

"Not only madam, I heard that the young madam also lost her temper. It seems that the second young master is going to stay at Aunt Du's place tonight."

"It's useless to be angry. Mrs. Xiangye has nothing to do with the second young master, let alone her. She can only blame herself. She has been in the mansion for so many years, and her stomach has not moved at all. She is still relying on being the wife's niece all day long. Domineering."

Someone interjected: "Madam has offended her mother's family too much. In order to win back the second young master's heart, regardless of the second young grandma's face, she insisted on filling him with a concubine's room."

An old woman suddenly said: "You said that the second young master drank a lot of flower wine, but he has no heirs, isn't it okay?"

Liu Feng pricked up her ears, and listened without blushing or beating heart. This is much more interesting than ordinary jokes.

The voice was lowered a little: "I heard that the second son has a habit of Longyang, and he specially asks the young lady to accompany him in the workshop."

"Really? You haven't been to Fangzi, how do you know?"

"I heard from the second young master's former nanny. In the early years, the second young master liked a young actor. After his wife found out, he beat the actor to death. Since then, his relationship with his wife has not been good."

Huh? Is there such a thing? Liu Feng stopped what she was doing and thought about it carefully. The relationship between Wang Bingli and Mrs. Wang is indeed not good.Thinking about it again, the second young master cared a little too much for Du Zhong.Thinking about it again, Eucommia has thin skin and tender flesh, which is really beautiful.But think again, rumors are terrible.

Thinking east and west, my mind is in a mess.

Chapter 17 Sin

It's not relative, why do you think so much?

Liu Feng sometimes feels that she has too many things to do.In the past, when she was in Sihai Pavilion, the elder brother often admonished her, saying that she was slow-witted and full of worries when doing things.As a listed killer, that's not good.

She asked what a killer should be like.

Eldest brother pointed to ninth junior brother Huan Shen, and said, "He's like that, he's decisive in killing."

She wrote it down, but she couldn't make up her mind.Just like in Xifeng Mountain, when she met Luo Qige, she knew that she should kill him like an enemy, but she couldn't do it.

Chang Sui could see clearly, but she refused to admit it.Every time she thinks about this, she always mutters "crime" twice in her heart, firstly, she is sorry for the spirits of her ancestors in heaven, and secondly, she is sorry for the earnest teachings of Sihai Pavilion.

sin sin!

On the second day, it rained continuously.Taking advantage of the pain from rheumatism, the old servant threw the snacks into her hands again.

Not far from the backyard, I saw Eucommia at the fork.The slender boy, holding an umbrella, walks in the rain at a leisurely pace. Wearing a green shirt, he seems to have stepped out of a splashed ink painting.

When he got closer, Liu Feng could see clearly that his fair face was slightly bruised, his clothes were wrinkled, and his hair was slightly messed up.Before she could ask, the young man said, "Today, those guys came to bully me again. I didn't run away, but directly attacked."

"Then you were beaten like this?" Liu Feng had a headache, "Aren't you stupid if you don't run away if you can't beat him?"

Du Zhong looked at her with a boyish look in his eyes, "You told me that forbearance is useless."

"Boy, didn't the respected master tell you that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge?"

He put down the umbrella, cupped his hands and bowed, "Teach me."

Liu Feng shook his head helplessly, this kid is really stubborn.Go around him and stride forward.Du Zhong hurriedly followed, she stopped, so did he.

She turned her head, "Why are you following me?"

Du Zhong hesitated, "Can you teach me Kung Fu?"

"I'm a maid, what can I teach you?"

"I... I saw that day, you are walking on the eaves, like walking on flat ground, just like a master of the peace guard."

This damn child, I really want to compare her with the old thief of Ping Husi! She raised her eyebrows and said: "Boy, I am much better than those of Ping Husi! You don't want to learn Kung Fu from me, Cheng, I will teach you Two tricks, lest you can't beat them and go to death."

Du Zhong said happily: "Really? Then when will you teach me?"

"Third watch, wait for me in the firewood room. Also, your little body is too weak, so make up more in the future."

After that, she continued to walk forward, and the boy came up to her.She asked: "What else do you want? Why are you still following me?"

The boy trembled, "I'll go to the East Court too."

I forgot, I almost forgot, I am still the master! Be in awe and don't make mistakes.

Du Zhong lives in the side room of the east courtyard, not far from Aunt Du's pavilion.Every day after school, he would go to visit his sister's pavilion, and he could rest assured only when he saw her.

Liu Feng has never understood the feeling of being dependent on each other.With someone to accompany you, even if the night is cold and the wind is bleak, it will make you feel at ease.

She has been at ease for so many years, and sometimes scolds Ah Ye for being troublesome and cowardly, but most of the time she can't leave.He called her sister, and she seemed to be able to let go of everything, even life and death, for him.

Just like yesterday, the servant girl took the pastries, and the two of them were blocked outside the pavilion again.Du Zhong was a little excited and started to talk more, "I don't know what you call girl yet?"

The words are sour and sour.How about a girl? Can you call me Xiaoye! She said in a muffled voice, "Yue Liufeng."

Du Zhong called Sister Yue.

She froze for a moment and smiled.Now the surname "Yue" sounds kind to him in his mouth.

Back then, she had just entered the Four Seas Pavilion.It was autumn, and the mountain was full of red leaves. The master picked a piece at random, changed her original name, and said: "From now on, you will be my sixth disciple, and you will no longer be Princess Da Zhou. , don't disturb the past."

She stayed on the mountain for seven years, and once she achieved success, she left her name in the world, but the mundane affairs of the past came to disturb her again!

Wang Bingli was trapped in the yard, unable to go anywhere, bored, so he watched Xiao Yuer embroider in the attic.

Seeing the cakes from the backyard being delivered, he picked up a piece, took a bite, then threw it on the plate, saying: "The girl who delivered the cakes yesterday came out of your yard, she is as stupid as you, and even Ying Lian doesn't know anyone!"

"Huh? Who is Ying Lian?"

Wang Bingli almost couldn't sit still, he really didn't know if his sister was really stupid or pretending to be confused, "It's the vicious daughter-in-law that your mother stuffed me!"

Yu'er sneered, "I also know that sister Ying is your wife!"

Wang Bingli understood that his girl was neither stupid nor confused, so he tapped her self-righteous little head with a folding fan, "From now on, you should take care of Ying Lian's affairs and think more about how to embroider mandarin ducks!"

Yu Er listened too much, got used to it, and remained indifferent.On the contrary, Du Ruo, who was sitting opposite, laughed softly.