Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

He returned to the Hou's Mansion. In the Hou's Mansion, Mr. Liu Yu, who suddenly wanted to cultivate himself these few days, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. grin.

"Why did Mr. Liu Yu think of coming to this Marquis?"

I remember that Liu Yu deliberately avoided him a few days ago, unwilling to negotiate with him.

He stepped forward, just now watching Liu Yu sitting in front of the window lattice as a female celebrity, his heart was suddenly struck by lightning, and he felt as if his body and spirit were completely destroyed.

Not only him, even Ji who followed immediately frowned, shaking his face secretly.

Liu Yu seemed to know their reaction, his face remained unchanged, but he got up eagerly and grabbed his left wrist, saying in surprise: "Master Hou, you are injured!... Let me see if the injury is serious or not." ?”

As Liu Yu spoke, he went to untie the gauze belt on his wrist.

Ji Meifeng frowned, making a gesture to pick up Liu Yu's collar, which reminded Liu Yu of the tragic scene of Chaohe painting the boat, and obediently withdrew his hand in an instant.

He hid his left wrist in his slightly loose sleeve, quietly looked at Liu Yu who was in a panic, and gave Liu Yu a teasing look, "I didn't expect you to be a girl?"

Although it was a questioning tone, it was absolutely certain.As for the reason, a discerning person can clearly see it when he looks at the embroidery frame.

Half an arm's distance away, he looked down at the embroidery samples on the embroidery frame. The embroidery threads were clear and orderly. The old tree jackdaws on the snow-white silk cloth had already taken shape, as if the autumn sky had been brought to life.

Using the same needlework technique as a woman, the colorful threads are flying, and a tragic and lonely autumn scene is drawn, which is indeed a spectacular, remarkable and pleasing scene.

He tapped the sandalwood table again and again.

Ji opened his strange eyes and looked left and right, but he didn't dare to accept the appearance of a seven-foot man fiddling with embroidery.

Liu Yu put the last stitch on the embroidery frame, and the ink-colored silk ribbons on the silk cloth were densely arranged from light to dark.

Liu Yu slowly put down the needle and thread, let go, and the embroidery frame was removed.

He stared at Liu Yu as he put the embroidered handkerchief in his palm, twisted his tongue and said, "Master Hou, this is my token of love for you, please keep it well."

Liu Yu clutched his sleeves. For a moment, he thought there was a young woman with deer eyes open, black hair, sandalwood lips, bright eyes and white teeth shyly handing embroidered handkerchiefs and sachets to her lover.

He was stunned immediately, his body stiffened.

Ji subconsciously knocked down the handkerchief Liu Yu handed over, but was grabbed by Liu Yu, who was rare and fast.

"Who put these things in Ben Hou's bedroom?"

He smiled angrily, pointed at the embroidery frame, needle and thread, and scissors under the window lattice, and suddenly his brows twitched.

Liu Yu blinked, making the eyes of the two feel cold.

At this time, Lu Yi, who had just looked at the food in the East Kitchen, knelt on the ground half-kneeling, and replied: "Master Hou, these are prepared by the subordinates. Mr. Liu Yu said that from now on, he should stay in Hou Lord's dormitory to show the sincerity of serving Lord Hou."

So, just cooperating with others to make his bedroom such a mess?He was furious.

Lu Yi didn't know why he touched the back of his head, he couldn't understand why Master Hou was angry.

Mr. Liu Yu was gifted to Lord Hou by the king, and Mr. Liu Yu was rude to Lord Hou a few days ago.Now, seeing that Mr. Liu Yu has finally figured out the stakes and learned to accept his fate, shouldn't Mr. Liu Yu be allowed to create a chance for Mr. Liu Yu to approach Lord Hou and express his sincerity?

Lu Yi was really a monk of Zhang Er, so he couldn't figure it out.

Ji An was heartbroken, and hated why he sent a simple-minded bodyguard to protect the person in front of him. Isn't this putting people in front of him?

"That's all." He really couldn't speak to the two outsiders, and looked at Lu Yidao, "Lu Yi, get up, I don't mean to blame you."

After hearing this, Lu Yi stood up swiftly, conscientiously put away the finished embroidery frame and other things, took the embroidery frame under his arms, and stepped out of the threshold without looking back.

Seeing this, he held his breath and sighed, stroked his forehead.

However, Liu Yu, who sent the "Love Token" to shame him, hadn't succeeded yet, "Master Hou, please accept it quickly. Master Hou, I am now the number one male favorite in your yard, and I take care of everything." Master Hou is the most important thing. Master Hou took this handkerchief away, and it also healed my concern."

Liu Yu took a slow pace to catch up with Feng Yanghou who turned around and wanted to escape.

There was panic on his face, and Ji, who was watching beside him, suddenly withdrew his hand trying to stop Liu Yu, wanting to take a few more glances at the panic-stricken look of the person in front of him.

His embarrassed and embarrassed appearance is actually really wonderful, so wonderful that people can't take their eyes off.

Liu Yu stepped forward and forced him the handkerchief that he had embroidered so hard.

His eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly he felt that the handkerchief in his hand was embarrassing him like a hot potato.

Now, Liu Yu really teased him.

Liu Yu stood on one side, tilted his head and hooked his lips, smiling meaningfully.

It was night, he reached out his hand to stop Ji's urge to draw a knife to kill someone, and pushed Liu Yu, who was begging Bailai to stay in the inner room, out the door, leaving only a frozen face on his cold face. The cold forced Liu Yu, who was still about to break in, to be silent, and shrank to the west chamber.

He stood under the window sill and watched Liu Yu walk away. He turned around and moved the lamp to the table when there was no more sound of footsteps in the corridor. Mo holds the pen, and outlines a picture in just a few strokes.

"Ji, check this man for the Marquis." He put away his pen, glanced at the black-capped warlock on the portrait lightly, and when he straightened up again, he specifically warned, "You don't have to let the king do what you ordered. know."

He wanted to reveal this person's identity not just to clear up his heart's doubts.

The black-covered man Chu Ai met secretly, the Yinbi Mountain mine that collapsed suddenly, and Liu Yu who was hunted down by the Zhai Wei assassins on the Chaohe painting boat... These scenes seem to have no half connection, once you think about it carefully But it is like a series of nine twists and turns, interlocking and interlocking, which makes people guess endlessly.

Perhaps, he still has to go to a place to find a way to solve the puzzle.

He naturally thought of one place, his eyelids drooped, and indistinct emotions flashed across his eyes.

Ji Chuishou picked up the rice paper on the table with his fingers, and once the few pens and inks appeared on the stage, it was hard to imagine that they were used to arrest the portraits of others.

Ji squinted his eyes and browsed through it, and then remembered that Eunuch Zhang mentioned Feng Yanghou's questioning of the palace warlock a few days ago, and he couldn't help frowning in thought.

Ji has never seen the person in this portrait... But what can attract the attention of the people in front of him must be for a reason.

Moreover, the person in front of him even wanted to conceal this matter and do it secretly.

Ji then rolled up the portrait and put it away, writing: "What Hou Ye said is an order, I will do my best."

Speaking of which, Ji put the portrait in his hand aside, without turning around and going out, he went straight to the bed and undressed.

He opened his mouth when he saw this, and before he could make a move, he blinked his eyes, and then opened his eyes, he was already surrounded by the man with the Raksha ghost mask on his chest, and he was on his side, unable to move.

Near the end of the month.Seeing that the next month was approaching, he walked to a house that Xian Xingzhai took away privately, alone, wearing a veil hat to cover his face.

The back wall of the house is neither short nor high, just enough to fly up to the eaves with his own strength.

He helped the gauze cap that drooped slightly due to the wind, and looked down at the people passing by in the courtyard. Surprisingly, there were almost no people in the huge courtyard except for a few servants standing around the courtyard to clean up the accumulated leaves.

From what he saw, this house should be a private house that Cang Lizi bought a few days ago.That being the case, he will never leave empty-handed.

He turned around and walked through the corridors and wind pavilions, flying flowers rustled down.

On the other side of the arch bridge, there is a vague figure squatting on the bank of the green pool with eyes closed.

Startled, he narrowed his eyes and approached.

At this time, it was just the beginning of thin rain, the sky was getting brighter, and the sky was blue.An old man with white hair was wearing a coir raincoat, casting bait and fishing under the bridge.

The breeze brought a little coolness.

He saw the old man trembling his shoulders and opening his eyes, as if he had noticed the changes around him long ago, he stroked his flowing beard, "Master, you scared away all the fish that were about to take the bait."

The old man turned his face, although his eyes were reproachful, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Hearing the words, he apologized immediately: "I'm sorry."

He was respectful, and the old man was really surprised that he didn't hear the domineering rebuttal.

The old man lifted his hat.

His eyes narrowed unconsciously, and his respectful attitude towards the fisherman in front of him was beyond his comprehension.

He suddenly took off the gauze cap on his head and smiled lightly.

The old man looked at him, his cloudy eyes rolled around, revealing the appearance of an urchin, but he restrained himself properly and did not express his opinion to his appearance.

When he saw the old man, he was just stunned for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he didn't know what was planned or thought deeply in his heart.

"Since the young master scares away the old man's fish, I have to help the old man fish." The old man gave him the fishing rod, "Besides, don't disturb the old man. The old man is old. I am old, and my body is useless. I have to lie down and rest. rest."

After all, the old man shaded the sun with a bamboo hat, took off his shoes and fell asleep on his back.

He was stunned, holding the fishing rod in his hand at a loss for a long time.