The inn at night was very quiet, and the grass in the backyard was pulled clean to place horses and passing carriages. Only a few bushes of unplugged weeds grew densely, and the little bugs made a slight flapping sound inside.

The moonlight gently shone down, covering the servants who closed their eyes and tilted their heads, guarding the carriage to rest.

The servant of the Shen family sat cross-legged, with his hands on his chest, and his thick clothes covered the muscles on his arms that were about to burst out. Occasionally, some movements were made, and his eyes suddenly opened and he looked around quickly.

When he turned to the house servants around him who were sleeping in a mess, the cold eyes instantly turned into disdain.

"Swish, what kind of servants of the Meng family are just like this." The whisper dissipated with the wind, closed his eyes again, waiting for the next moment of wind to stir.

The wind is very light at night and it is very frozen. A faint breath of grass is sent from the wind.

The servant of the Shen family moved slightly and quickly relaxed again. It was just a smell of grass, and nothing was unusual.

They never thought about why they could smell such a clear fragrance of grass in the backyard with only a few bushes.

The Meng family servant, who was sleeping, also moved his nose and frowned instantly. His arm muscles were tense, as if they would burst out in the next moment, killing all those who intended to approach the carriage in the distance.

At this time, a click sound came from the dark, and the sound was very light, like the sound of water droplets falling on the ground. There were four clicks in total, which was more like a mysterious secret code.

The sound stopped, and their frowns stretched out, their arms relaxed, and quietly opened the gap in their eyes. They looked around the Shen family servants who seemed to be nine minutes alert but were actually in a very sleepy state.

Humph, the Shen family servants are just like this!

Tianzi No. 1, outside the door.

A figure stood secretly for a long time, holding a thin tube in his hand, and the mouth of the tube was still smoking slowly, but the smoke was very thin and almost melting into the air.

After a while, the figure started to move and gently pushed open the door.

The house was ironed with elegant fragrant cakes and the warmth emitted from the charcoal basin, making people feel unconsciously comfortable.

The thin gauze hangs down, faintly revealing the long bed inside.

The man tiptoed over, lifted the gauze, and saw the bed with the curtain hanging lightly.

The breathing is slow and long, and it is probably because I am tired of walking during the day and I snore slightly.

A gap was slightly exposed on the window frame, and a few rays of bright moonlight penetrated into it. The faint outline of the tent after the faint light illuminated the curtain, and the bed was sleeping on its side.

The man lifted the curtain and gently called out to the half head that appeared from the quilt: "Miss Shen?"

Half of his head was still exposed, motionless, his breathing still did not change, and his snoring gradually started.

The man calmed down and took out a dagger from his arms. He was about to reach out to pull the quilt when he suddenly heard a chuckling from the darkness.

The man was shocked suddenly and turned around. The faint moonlight shone cleared her face, her eyes showed cruelty and fierce appearance.

"Do your master want you to kill me or seriously injure me?" Shen Biyue walked out of the darkness, with a dangerous smile on the corner of her lips.

Xuemei was shocked and immediately stopped her fierce expression and subconsciously put the knife into her sleeve.

Seeing Shen Biyue wearing black clothes, her beautiful appearance seemed a little blurred in the dark room. Her delicate eyebrows and curled lips were not as cowardly and timid as she saw in Shenjiazhuang, but instead added a terrifying and terrifying spirit.

If she was here, who was on the bed!

Xuemei let go of the curtain and took a few steps back. She saw a rough hand stretching out, then revealing a man's face.

"My little master, the pill she puts is really bad." Hou Wu turned over and got out of bed, sniffed his nose, and frowned in disgust.

"Aren't you holding your breath? How can you still smell it?"

"I wanted to know what kind of drug she would put, so I smelled it. Unfortunately, the amount was too light and it would not work for me."

If the two had no conversations between others, they seemed to completely ignore the existence of another person in the room.

Xuemei gritted her teeth and suddenly shouted: "What a servant from the Meng family. He dared to break into his master's boudoir late at night. If it is reported, how can Sister Yue gain a foothold in Yong'an!"

Hou Wu looked at her coldly, suddenly stood up and rushed to her, reached out and grabbed her sleeve, and heard a "tearing" sound, and his heavy sleeve was torn apart by him, and it broke straight to his elbow.

The dagger and a cigarette pipe fell to the ground, and Xuemei's expression suddenly changed and she bent down to pick it up.

Hou Wu kicked her away with a fierce kick, stepped forward and stepped on her palm tightly, slowly crushing it, and a piercing pain came.

Xuemei was so painful that she wanted to scream. As soon as she opened her mouth, Hou Wu quickly stuffed a rag with his eyes and hands, blocking all his moans back.

Hou Wu sneered, "I want to take the initiative? Don't look at whose territory this is."

Xuemei stared desperately, her face stiff as a stone.

Shen Biyue hooked up the curtains on both sides and sat down lazily on the couch, with a cold smile in her eyes, "My grandma came to Yue'er's room late at night and brought these two things. I wonder what she was going to do?"

The chest was kicked so much that it hurt. The feet that were stepping on her palms did not let go. A rag was stuffed into her mouth. The pain and an unpleasant smell lingered in her mind. Xuemei felt that she was about to faint.

"Hou Wu, let her talk."

The rag was taken away, and Xuemei gasped and said intermittently: "I saw someone... jumping into Yuejie'er's house sneakily, and then came over with a knife in her arms."

"It turns out that I am here to protect me. The nanny's heart is really rare. So what does this cigarette pipe do?"

Xuemei choked for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

Shen Biyue reached out and slapped her nose, "I see that the thief used by the thief seems to smell very much like the cigarette pipe in your sleeve of nanny. Could it be that the thief jumped into the thief's house first and accidentally threw the cigarette pipe away?"

Xuemei pursed her lips, turned her gaze away, and remained silent.

Shen Biyue blinked and asked with a smile: "Madam Xuemei, how can your mistress be safe in the near future?"

Xuemei's eyes suddenly shone coldly, "You have been pretending these days?"

"You pretend, I pretend too, we are each other. Your good mistress first sent Chunyun Qiurui and the others to plot against me. If you fail, you will change me. It seems that it will be a must to stop my way back to the Shen family. I cherish my life, so of course I must protect it with caution."

"I pretend to save my life, but you pretend to kill me. Don't blame Yue'er for being rude. After all, I'm more kind than you and me. At least I won't kill you immediately, don't you?"

Hou Wu touched his nose aside, "Good?" The little master was joking again.

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