Xiaolou handed the gift to Liu'er, and Liu'er took it and blinked at her mischievously while no one was paying attention. Because there were too many people in the room and were afraid of attracting attention, Xiaolou could only light his chin secretly, which was a secret response. I wonder if this behavior could be called Qutong's secret coin. In fact, late that night, after Xiaolou visited her sincerely, Liu'er had already stood on the side of Xiaolou and Mrs. Qingdie without knowing it.

Xiao Li didn't pay attention to their invisible speechless communication before. She kept looking out of the door and was ready to feel emotional, but in the end she had no place to vent. Qingdie didn't come at all? The only one who came was her maid? I really didn't expect that Qingdie was so smart and so smart that she was even sick. She didn't even know that she was sick at this critical moment. She probably pretended to be sick!

Chen Qiu and Chen Qiu heard Xiaolou say this, but they didn't expect that Qingdie and Xiaoli's illness were exactly the same. Besides, she was pregnant and would not hurt his flesh and blood, so they asked quickly: "Mrs. Eighth, too? Is the disease serious? Are you seriously ill?"

"Oh, I replied to you, a few days ago, my wife felt a slight tingling feeling in her heart, which was sometimes severe and sometimes improved. Her wife didn't like trouble, so she didn't hire a doctor. No one visited her these days, no one disturbed her. After meditating for a few days, she naturally improved a little, but it's not advisable to get too tired..."

After Xiaolou finished speaking, he laughed out loud and couldn't help but whisper: "Xiaoli, Xiaoli, you're half of your play in vain. Since your heart hurts, then I'm also feeling ache. You're not going well, but I'm getting better! Just say you're angry! Are you angry!"

When Xiao Li heard her say this, his eyes were so angry that he was scarlet, his nostrils and ears were full of anger. His chest didn't hurt. After hearing what Xiaolou said in his opportunistic words, he began to ache. This slut actually ruined half of his hard work. If Qingdie had a heart disease and was fine, he would not be able to blatantly blame all the mistakes on his evil spirit. Then what's the use of taking great pains now? It's really damn, really damn!

Xiao Li looked up slightly at the master. Chen Qiuhe's eyes had already looked a little hesitant. She was only sure that her efforts today were wasted. The master was a man and he was most embarrassed by his woman. He was his woman. Why didn't he?

Chen Qiuhe also felt deeply moved by what Xiaolou deliberately emphasized, "No one is visiting, no one is disturbing". He did not have a good visit to Qingdie for many days. He didn't know whether her life was going well, and whether her fetus was stable... However, when he looked down at Xiao Li's weak appearance, he still wondered whether the flesh and blood in her belly were dirty things in the underworld. What if it wasn't? What if it was? He really couldn't make a choice...

When Xiaolou saw Chen Qiu and hesitant expressions, he knew that he was still in a grudge in his heart and could not completely let go. Men, there is no true love. Once his woman will bring bad effects on him, the previous love, love, will disappear... After all, it is still the most important thing for his future...

She owed her body and didn't plan to stay for a long time: "If there is no other order, I will take it back first..." Chen Qiuhe looked at her and waved his hand. Xiaolou was right. The master had never visited Qingdie for a long time. This was probably the man's affection...

Xiaolou did not tell her about this, but Qingdie may not have known the news that Qingmei had already brought. She originally thought that the master had already come to Qinglanyuan to see Xiaoli and would definitely take a look at her, but she was eager to see her. She couldn't wait for the master in three autumns a day. Qingdie was a little discouraged, a little melancholy, and at the same time she was a little puzzled. Could it be that the master was afraid that he did not dare to come over?

Xiaolou heard Qingdie ask him this, and really didn't know how to answer: "Madam, I don't know why the master doesn't come. I only know that men are not the whole of your life. If he sees you, you will be overjoyed all day long. If you don't see you, will you be confused and walking dead all day? Men will not be the whole of women. Don't treat Lord Shen as your whole, otherwise you will only be yourself..."

Qingdie finished speaking with Xiaolou's earnestness. She understood that Xiaolou was for her own good, and that's right. Since ancient times, men had three wives and four concubines. Since she chose such a man, she had to endure his indifference to other women and herself. After all, isn't this the way she chose? It's just that, she doesn't have to worry about this fate.

Xiaolou is right. She should find something else to do, but she still has an unborn child in her belly and can't do too much trouble: "Xiaolou, you're right. I really have to learn to change myself, otherwise my life will be in dire straits. I am the only one who is exhausted and deeply trapped in it. What should I do if you think I should do?"

Xiaolou thought about it and was definitely not allowed to do things that were too tired. Phoenix, chess, calligraphy and painting are the examples of today's ladies. Why not choose from these things? Qingdie knew Xiaolou's proposal and nodded: "Okay, then I'll write. I'm afraid that the fuel used to paint would have too much smell and would have a bad impact on the fetus..."

"Okay, then I'll buy you pen, ink and rice paper tomorrow to help you relieve your boredom..." Xiaolou responded quickly. The way in his words also indicated that she would leave the mansion tomorrow because some people had to see her!

I have to seize the time to meet the Master Tianfan. I haven't seen this old man who has passed his destiny for a while and need to hit him. He doesn't have enough tricks in the world, but he has learned to make a fuss out of nothing and frame him...

The next day.

The small building rose very early because Lushan Temple is far away from the peak of Bilu Mountain outside the Beijing. Not only is there a distance from Shen Mansion to the suburbs, but it also takes a few days to reach the temple at the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. However, the small building is not ready to go to Lushan Temple in the hot weather. It is a luxury house in a remote area outside the Beijing!

In the evening, on the path leading to the mansion, a monk wearing a cassock, leaning on a Zen stick, and nine red on his head was walking slowly and steadily on the path. He was kind and kind, and looked kind, and seemed to be calm because he was not fighting with the world. When he opened his eyes, it seemed that he was also because of practicing Zen and Buddhism. His eyes contained indescribable brightness and wisdom. He had a big red gold thread sewing grid and a cassock inlaid with various gold, silver and jewelry. This was the highest-ranking style of a monk among monks. It made people feel awe-inspiring at first glance. He concluded that the person who walked by was not an ordinary monk, but must be a monk with great power...

But those who know his true identity will know that the peace of mind are all smoked by the fragrance of the Zen room every day, and the brightness and clearness in his eyes are also caused by the excitement of his impending arrival at his mansion and the concubine he had bought with whom he had worked hard to save money! It is better to say that he is a magnanimous monk!

As night fell, the weather was still stuffy and irritable. In a flash, the Master Tianfan, whom everyone admired, quickly changed into a new outfit without knowing it. When people passed by, they thought he was just a rough monk, but saw a soap-shaped horned long robe hanging on his shoulders, a green and round ribbon tilted his head, and carrying a Zen stick on his shoulders, walking in a breeze.

After a while, I saw that the Zen Staff on my shoulder had not changed yet, and my outfit just now changed from beginning to end. I was wearing an expensive brocade robe, a black robe made of gauze on my head, and a red gold and stone green brocade on it, and it was filled with thick black hair. It made people think that I was a businessman who had been in the market for a long time, and every move was shrewd.

Tianfan was not enough to disguise this. He looked back vigilantly and found that no one followed him. Then he circled around the door three times and finally entered the mansion from the little-known side door. As soon as he entered the door, he threw down a few pounds of Zen sticks with a slam. He couldn't help but smile and rub his hands, shouting loudly with his face showing his face: "Beauty, beauty, where are you? Master, I'm back..."

But after calling a few times, he couldn't see the beauty. He was a little anxious. He was about to go to the back garden to search, but he walked out of the inner room one after another. But he was about to go over and hug him and kiss him again, but he realized that the beauty looked wrong. When he saw that their slender hands were tightly tied with hemp ropes and could not move, the beauty could only look at him with awkwardly with a pair of watery big eyes!

Tianfan was furious in an instant. Who didn't know how to treat his beauty like this? But then there was endless panic and fear. What happened? Who entered his house? He also tied up his concubine. Who discovered the secret that he had hidden for so many years?

He looked around and shouted loudly into the room a few more times. Xiaolou had just eaten and drank enough. He slowly walked from the inner room with a plate of pastries in his hand. She sat leisurely on the stool. She glanced at him and was so scared that Master Tianfan was kneeling on the ground with a plop, and all the eyes were full of horror: "Yeye Yeye Yeye, Lou, women, hawk..."

Xiaolou swallowed the delicious pastry in his mouth, took one out of the plate, looked at Tianfan, and was a little ridiculous: "I said, Tianfan, can you straighten your tongue before talking, otherwise it would be too difficult for me to listen. I said, where did you buy this wig? It looks quite like that, it's much denser than my fake beard last time..."

Master Tianfan felt cold sweat, and his back was soaked with sweat. He trembled and wanted to look up and carefully determine whether the woman in front of him was the only female assassin in the Netherworld Night Building! In the massacre that day, wasn’t there any people left in the Netherworld? Why would she leave only her alone? Unfortunately, he mustered up the courage to try several times, but he still didn’t dare to look up and identify.

The Netherworld wanders outside Shuo, Wei and Nanliang, and is not subject to any sanctions. They gather for profit. They are all very powerful in martial arts. The strongest ones are the Master of Netherworld and the Four Guardians. There are also the only female demon, Yelou, who is young and cruel and ruthless, and kills countless people. There are many disciples of the Netherworld, who are open and fierce, and do all kinds of evil, and there is no one to control them. There are no one to check or balance. From kings, princes, generals, and the people, as long as there is business reward, they dare to take any heads of anyone.

Master Tianfan has been controlled by Youming for many years. He threatened himself because of his omnipresent secret investigation of his hidden romantic affairs. He had to donate 2,000 taels of silver every quarter to honor them. Yelou is the one who comes to get the silver for the day! Fortunately, Youming has rules in the world, and has not taken more points in so many years. Unfortunately, Youming has lost and made a comeback now, and is afraid that his unlucky days will be reborn...

He pulled off his wig cover from his head, revealing the glittering round head. From this, he saw that there was no businessman, but he was just a meaty monk with wine and meat: "Female, if the hero likes it, I will give it to you..." Tianfan respectfully handed the cover to him.

Xiaolou gave him a blank look and really wanted to stuff the pastry into his mouth that was crazy and stupid: "Tianfan, why are you pretending to be confused? Who cares about your wig cover! I said you have been doing well recently. This house is a bit inconsistent with the past. It costs you a lot of money to repair and decorate. There are also these two beauties, both women of age, Huarong is beautiful, and it takes a lot of money to raise them. Of course, the Eight Immortals Peach Cup and Teapot on this table, the Moisturized Snow Jade Ornaments on the cabinet, your exquisite and delicious pastry... I won't say it..."

Tianfan claimed to be unlucky, but if he broke his face with Youming, it would not be that his reputation as Master Tianfan fell from now on. It would be such a simple ending that it would be despised and insulted. It would be a life-threatening person. If you accidentally, you didn't know how he died. He kept begging for mercy: "I said, "A heroine, don't get angry, don't get angry. My money has actually been prepared long ago. You may be busy and you can't come and get it. This, you can't blame me, right, the heroine..."

Xiaolou looked at the old man with a look of aggrieved look and wanted to cry, and he couldn't help laughing. On the surface, he looked quite like a master who was calm in the face of trouble. Why did he become timid when he came to him: "Did I blame you? Did I say I want money? Don't worry, I won't ask you for money in the future, because now, I am the only one left..."

Hearing this, Tianfan was straightening his waist and back, what, she was the only one left? When he looked at him, he confirmed that it was undoubtedly Yelou. He shrank his shoulders again, and there were some fears in his subconscious mind. However, after thinking about it, even though the Netherworld was gone, he should be so afraid of her, so he was straightforward again.

"Why, you won't be confident so soon, don't forget that your nest is still in my hand. I can make you feel different by moving your fingers, so you'd better be afraid of me as always!" Xiaolou reminded Tianfan.

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Suddenly I thought of what the fairy editor asked me on the Chinese Valentine's Day,

“Is there anyone in bed tonight?”

"No, I want to have it! What about you."

"It's hard to sleep alone..."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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