Eunuchs are not easy

"Master Fu? Which Master Fu?" Seeing the object lying in her palm, Fu Huan didn't take it immediately, but looked at it from a distance for a while.

A wooden hairpin, the style is ordinary, the body of the hairpin is smooth with the unique texture of wood.

Fu Huan's brows trembled, his throat suddenly felt a little dry, and he pinched his chin, "There are not a few people surnamed Fu in this capital, do you want to be more specific, for example, did your sister say anything else?"

"What else?" Bi'er shook her head, and she was not in a hurry to send the things out. She just carried it with her because she wanted to ask around when she wanted to pay back the money, but...it's not good to bother these adults, she sipped. Thin lips, "Sister said, this lord is a woman, a general who returned to Beijing about half a year ago, and it is easy to find an appointment."

"Ok?"

Bi'er: "When I met that adult before, I also asked about it."

Fu Huan let out a breath, trying to calm his voice, "Then how did he respond?"

Bi'er's half-drowned head suddenly lifted up, her eyes were full of puzzlement, and she looked straight at Fu Huan, "The lord said, just come and find you."

"By the way, what's your last name, my lord?" Her eyes flickered a few times, and she opened her mouth to ask.

Fu Huan was puzzled, "Why do you think of asking this?"

"My lord helped me anyway, so it's better to remember my benefactor's name." Bi'er smiled, with a little embarrassment in her eyes, "My lord, it's okay if it's inconvenient."

"Really." Fu Huan raised his eyes lightly, thinking that it would be pointless to hide it, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the things, I am the female officer surnamed Fu."

Bi'er might as well pause, she didn't even hear the voice of the sisters behind her calling her to go back, she was obviously a little surprised by Fu Huan's direct response, "Then... that's good, my lord."

"The elder sister in the building has a strong temper and refuses to obey discipline. She has been locked up for some days, and she looks very pitiful. Bi'er only agreed to her when she saw that she had no other choice."

"Yeah." Fu Huan clenched the thing in his hand, feeling the familiar touch, and there were still a few faintly visible small characters engraved on the hairpin, "Let's go!"

"What?" Bi'er was a little dazed, she didn't even hear her sister who was waiting for her in the distance calling her, so she had no choice but to walk this way.

The corner of Fu Huan's mouth was a little shallow, and he didn't say much, and let out the way, "She is my very important old friend."

"Take me to see her." After finishing speaking, she took the lead and walked towards An Huajin's carriage, whispered a few words to the man on the rope, then took the carriage, drove to Bi'er, stretched Shot, "Let's go!"

Bi'er stretched out her hand ignorantly and hesitantly, "Don't wait for that..."

Fu Huan met her eyes, knew what she was referring to, shook his head, "It's too late."

"Abi, what are you doing!" Just as the two of them were talking, the carriage that hadn't lifted its feet was suddenly stopped.

When Bier saw the person in front of her, she hurriedly said: "My good sister, we have something urgent to go back to Cuixiang Tower!"

At the same time, the woman who blocked the car followed a few more. Among them, the woman in the peach red dress raised her hand to reveal a section of her wrist, covered her lips and giggled, and her eyes moved between her and Fu Huan, " With your posture, who knows if you are going to the Cuixiang Tower?"

She looked at her newly-finished nails, "Bi'er, don't blame my sister for not reminding you, your deed of prostitution is still in Aunt Hong's hands."

"My dear sister, what are you talking about?" Bi'er was eager to explain, and she was afraid of offending Fu Huan, her face turned red, "We are really going to Cuixiang Tower."

"That's it. That's a coincidence, the sisters are also going back, don't you think so?" The woman turned her head and smiled quietly, and there were a few more responses immediately behind her.

"But... this... my lord?" Bi'er couldn't open her mouth anymore, she turned her head and looked at Fu Huan apologetically.

At this moment, Fu Huan tightened the reins in her hand, reined in the horse and stopped, with a bit of cold air on her brows, but she showed no sign of resignation. She smiled with her lips curled up, "Since you are on the way, let's go up together."

"The adult next to Abi is really easy-going, and he doesn't think we have dirty the car." The woman spoke with thorns, staring at Fu Huan's face carefully, and didn't know what to say. what an idea.

"You don't dislike yourself, how could I dislike you." Fu Huan smiled back, then turned his head, "Hurry up if you want to, I don't have much time to chat here."

She lowered her eyes to look at the wooden hairpin in her eye sleeve, and was silent, not knowing what kind of result to expect in her heart.

……

An Huajin had just sent the people below away, managed to let the black face shine a bit, was turning out of the alley, saw the empty intersection in front of him, hesitated for a moment, took a step back, and looked around one time.

The face became darker.

Thin lips were pursed into a line, and happened to bump into the person who followed behind, "Master."

The servant raised his foot and was about to go out to do what he had just ordered. He lowered his head and walked along the road. When he raised his head, he saw a shadow pole in front of him. Fortunately, he found it in time and stopped, otherwise...Look at this face.

Hearing the sound, An Huajin cast a sideways glance at the person behind, "Tell the manager of Rouge Dyeing Workshop to double the price of the rouge and gouache that my father-in-law asked for."

"..." The servant trembled, feeling sorry for the person who paid the bill, and nodded, "Yes".

An Huajin turned her head with her hands behind her back, squinted her eyes and looked around carefully, for some reason, her aura turned cold in vain.

He exhaled, and was about to raise his hand to order something more.I saw a small black spot coming this way in the distance, and when I took a closer look, it was Fu's carriage, not my own.

He frowned, waiting for someone to stop in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

people!

The car has changed, but the driver has not changed. The waiter hastily got out of the car and bowed to salute, "Return to the Master Manager, Master Fu said that the slave will take you back first."

An Huajin tightened her hands, "She can tell me what she did."

The boy shook his head, "Master Fu didn't mention it, but..."

"But what?" An Huajin frowned, his face full of helplessness.

"But the slave saw..."

The little servant didn't know how to make it so that he only liked to speak in half, An Huajin stretched out his fingers and pinched the bulging wrinkles between his eyebrows, "Speak."

"Miss Fu, she took away a carload of girls from Cuixianglou." After the young man finished speaking, he buried his head in his chest, waiting for An Huajin's order in silence.

Cuixiang Building?What were you doing there, and you blatantly left him there!

An Huajin felt a little uncomfortable in his mouth, touched the wound on his forehead, was stunned for a while, his thoughts changed again and again.In order to cover up his embarrassment just now, he snorted coldly, boarded the carriage on the stepladder that the boy had placed, and slammed the curtains on the carriage heavily.

"This manager has never been let go of pigeons. He is really proud of being favored and doesn't know what is good." He said the next few words through gritted teeth, with chills in every word.

The servant who was lucky enough to hear Yin'er couldn't help but trembled, almost lost his footing, "Master, then let's go next..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Leng Weimai raised his head and met the eyes protruding from the gap in the car curtain, swallowed instinctively, and choked the ending sound into his stomach.

"Go back to the house." What else can I do!