In the hazy state, Zixi woke up leisurely, blinked her eyes twice, and suddenly straightened her body.

"You're awake?"

Zi Xi looked in the sound and glared at the person with caution. The person who spoke was a man. He looked pale and coughed when he said something.

"Who are you?"

The man didn't reply, but just looked up at her, and then sat on a soft stool less than three meters away from her bed.

Zixi quickly got out of bed and stared at the man and said, "I have never met you. I don't know who your son is. I don't want to know. If there is any offense, I will forgive you. It's getting late, so I will say goodbye first."

"Slow down! The young master didn't speak, you can leave if you dare!"

Zixi was stopped at the door, and the young man who had come out from somewhere, dressed in a servant, looked at her fiercely.

The young master walked out slowly and waved his hand to the servant, "Don't be rude."

But even if the words said were majestic, they were covered up by his pathology.

The servant nodded slightly and retreated, as he had disappeared as if he had come.

Zixi no longer rushed to run away. The young master in front of him could not tell the difference between us for the time being, and there were indetectable secret guards around him. It would be a fantasy to escape by his own strength.

Since there is nowhere to escape, it is better to fight head-on. This is her usual style.

"You are not Xiaoyu's person." Zixi glanced at the man and opened his lips.

The man coughed a few more times and replied, "I wonder who Xiaoyu is in the girl's mouth?"

"It's just an inconsistency of the priest. Young Master, please put away your curiosity." As he said that, Zixi slowly turned into the inner hall. After she was free, she could finally take a good look at the surrounding environment.

The decoration here is not like an extravagant official, but rather like an elegant and knowledgeable scholarly family.

Zixi looked at the calligraphy hanging on the wall while flipping through the ancient paintings, and smiled, "All good words and paintings on the market have entered your house. You are so knowledgeable."

"It's just something to spend your time with your spare time, cough cough..."

Zixi suddenly turned his head and glanced at him and said lightly, "Young Master is sick."

"It's okay, it's just climate change, and I occasionally feel the wind and cold."

Zixi smiled faintly, and when he saw him perfunctory, he stopped talking. He stepped forward and missed him. The smell of medicine lingering at the tip of his nose lasted for a long time. If it weren't for the medication all year round, how could it be so strong? I occasionally felt the wind and cold? He obviously didn't tell the truth.

Zixi pretended to admire the ornaments and calligraphy and paintings, and said carelessly, "I was sleeping for a long time, but I really don't know how I entered the young master's mansion."

"Miss doesn't know?"

"I don't know." Zixi shook her head and pressed her temples. "My head hurts so hard that I really can't remember it."

"The servant went out early in the morning and found that the girl was lying at the gate. He was panicked but could not let the girl sleep on the street, so he brought the girl into the mansion."

"Seriously? Thank you very much."

The young master smiled and replied, "You are polite girl."

"Since I'm awake, it's not easy to continue to bother the young master. I just don't understand the rules when I first arrived, and I'm afraid that I will accidentally bump into my elders. Master, can I lead me?"

"The girl is leaving?"

Zixi blinked, "That's natural. I will never stay away. Let's have a meal for the young master."

The young master was stunned and his face was so sick that he rarely showed a little rosy on his face. He couldn't help laughing, "Miss is joking. But the servant has already gone to invite the doctor. The girl might as well wait a moment and let the doctor take a little pulse and make sure that it is not hindered to mention leaving the house."

Zixi used her patience to the extreme. She was almost ill when she talked to such scholars, but she should not be anxious at the moment, and she must not be anxious.

"Young Master, I'm sure I'm fine."

Seeing Zixi persistently, the sick young master no longer forced him, "Okay, girl, please come with me."

The two moved slowly, but before they even touched the door, the door opened from the outside. There were a group of elegant and luxurious women standing outside, surrounded by many maids.

Zixi's eyes darkened, and she had a big show.

The leader's wife glanced at Zixi and then turned her eyes to the sick young master, "Yahe, where are you going?"

"The eldest lady, the second lady, the third lady, and the third lady, are about to send this girl out of the house."

"Leave the house?"

"Yes!" Zixi was anxious to snatch the words, afraid that some monster would appear in the middle of the way. "Master, second and third ladies, I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."

"Is this the girl who fell outside our mansion?" The person who spoke was the third lady, with a pretty face, and even her voice was very charming.

The second lady glanced at Zixi, smiled gently, and took Zixi's hand a few steps forward, "Miss, every girl has been sleeping outside for a night. If she suffers from a cold, it will be bad. Don't rush to leave the mansion. The doctor has already entered the mansion. Let him see it first."

Zixi smiled far-fetchedly, "I thanked my wife for her kindness, but I still have important things to do, so I really can't stay for a long time."

"A girl has no reputation for staying overnight at home. Now she says she has important things to do. What can she do with her family? She either embroideres or embroiders pillows on weekdays, and she can have anything to do. I think you are not a lady from a family, right?"

"Three sisters!"

The second wife lowered her mouth before the third wife stopped her mouth, and looked at Zixi again, and her face was warm again.

"Since the girl doesn't want to, let's go, come and send the girl out of the house."

The servant emerged from nowhere and walked to Zixi, arched his body to wait.

Zixi glanced at Danhe, then looked at the ladies, bowed a little, and left with the servant.

eccentric,

Too weird.

Zixi followed the servant around, and the scene just now was in his mind. The young master Wuhe was strange, the wives were very strange, and even the servant who led the way in front was very strange.

After thinking too much, she became panicked for a moment, "Where are you going to take me?" Zixihuan looked around and said, "This is not just leaving the mansion, but entering the depths of the mansion."

The servant turned around slowly and smiled faintly at her, "Miss, don't worry, just follow me."

Zixi didn't speak, looked at the servant deeply, and turned around.

"Girl, you can't get out without my guide."

The servant's voice came from behind him, and Zixi couldn't help but tremble, his feet were rushing, and he didn't dare to delay any more.

After wandering around the mansion for a long time, I walked around and circled around. Soon, the servant walked forward quietly, bowed his back and said patiently, "Girl, please come with me."

Zixi was shocked and looked at him with a steady breath, but she didn't say a word for a long time.

The servant didn't care, so he turned around and left, leaving Zixi in place. Seeing that her back was getting farther away, she hesitated for a few times, but she still chose to follow.

After walking with the servant for several bends, passing through the false stone mountain, and then skipping through the corridor, there was a small and elegant house in front of me.

The winding paths are secluded, but I didn’t expect there would be such a place in the mansion.

When he arrived at the door, the servant stopped, "Miss, please go in and rest."

Zixi couldn't ask questions in confusion. She knew that even if she asked, the servant would have nothing to tell.

With caution, you walk into the door carefully and look around. You can see the decorations and decorations in the house clearly at a glance, just as elegant as the appearance.

"Your son..."

Zixi said halfway through the words, and there was no sound, because there was no servant at the door, and she had never heard of his footsteps at all.

She hurriedly closed the door, isolated herself from the outside world, looked inside the house, and felt cold and cold.

Calm, must be calm...

She paced around the room, taking deep breaths, her mind was in a mess, and her thoughts that had finally been cleared also collapsed at this moment.

The more she walked, she became more and more anxious, and she tripped by herself several times.

No! She needs to calm down.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she looked at herself in the mirror and slowly slowed down her breathing.

Chunyu Yuyou, Xiaoyu, Wuhe...

She couldn't connect these three people to one place after another. According to Chunyu Yuyou, she should have appeared on the hillside of the green mountain instead of the Prince's Mansion. What happened? What went wrong?

Her sore and swollen head was unable to clear her mind. She was irritated and her forehead had already turned red without caring about it.

"Knock"

"who?"

Her nerves were tense, and she felt relieved when she saw that it was a maid outside the door.

"Girl, the hot water is ready, please take a shower and change your clothes."

Zixi originally wanted to reject their kindness, but it was really uncomfortable to continue wearing the dress that was soaked in cold sweat.

"Let me go, I'll do it myself."

The maid bowed, put down her things and went out.

Zixi took off her clothes and climbed into the bathtub barefoot, allowing the warm water to brush through her pores. Only now can her nerves relax.

...

The sun sets halfway up the mountain, and there is a piece of orange that looks a little dazzling from a distance.

Chunyu Yuyou was wearing a red dress, and looked so out of place among the withered and yellow mountains. There was no expression on her fair face, but she stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the foot of the mountain in a daze. The breeze blew, and only the clothes and rings flew, and she was like a puppet without anger.

The little redness of the fireball was buried in the foot of the mountain, and there was a light blue that could not be seen at the end in the sky. In a short while, the light blue will be swallowed by the darkness.

Chunyu Yuyou suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the place where she was staring in distractedly, and then turned around and left without any nostalgia.

...
Chapter completed!