Soon, Qu'er led Zhao Chonghuan through the Water Pavilion and came to Jingxiu Hall.

Zhao Chonghuan saw the plaque on the side of the courtyard. Thinking of Mrs. Jia's attitude towards her son, she felt a little emotional inexplicably.

Jia Zixian entered the hall first and heard Mrs. Jia's diligent greeting and serving her louder.

"Zixian, why is it you? What about Zhao Chonghuan?" Then came Jia Zijing's full of voice.

Outside the door, Qu'er bowed and asked Zhao Chonghuan to come in.

Jia Zijing was having a meal. When he saw Zhao Chonghuan, he was very happy and stood up to greet her: "You can have a meal? I just asked Qu'er to prepare it for you, and was about to send it to you! This happened to be used together!" As he said that, he ordered the preparation of dishes.

Zhao Chonghuan hurriedly thanked: "You are polite, I am lucky enough to use the pastries from Pingzhang Mansion. Butler Liu personally took someone to the Qilihe Tang! Yanei was frightened, so he should have some food and supplement!"

"Do you have something to tell me?" Jia Zijing did not give in after hearing this, "Then let me have a cup of tea!" As he said, he asked Zhao Chonghuan to sit down.

Mrs. Jia went to prepare tea and brought it here in person. Zhao Chonghuan was flattered and bowed to thank him in fear and trepidation.

The lady of Liujun smiled slightly: "Xiaochao is our savior, so it is not an exaggeration to be respectful!" She said that and left the hall.

Seeing them greetings, Jia Zixian, a little luzhu, picked up the clean chopsticks on the pear blossom table in a boring manner, poked and pounded the exquisite dishes, but he couldn't be more interested in eating.

A Qiao, who followed him, knew the little master's temperament and habits, and could not eat anything outside. She just took out the snacks from her purse and handed them to him.

Jia Zijing didn't care about the little kid and just talked to Zhao Chonghuan.

Zhao Chonghuan briefly talked about the situation in the morning, and then looked at Jia Zijing with some doubts and said, "As Yanei promised the right to deal with this matter, I will naturally do my best to do my best, but there are still a few unknown things that I want to ask Yanei for advice before I can resolve the haunted case!"

Jia Zijing patted his chest and promised: "You ask, I will say everything I know!"

Zhao Chonghuan held the teacup and looked at him with a smile.

Jia Zijing's heroic spirit was suddenly stopped by her eyes, and gradually restrained his enthusiasm. He sneered a few times in hesitation.

After pausing for a moment, he glanced at Jia Zixian who was scrambling around with chopsticks, then stood up and walked out, and said as he walked: "Let's go to my father's study!"

Zhao Chonghuan also followed.

"Hey, where are you going? Take me with you!"

Jia Zixian's small body jumped up suddenly, and a round wind hit Zhao Chonghuan, hugging her "thump". Even though she didn't hold it, she staggered forward for half a step, and taught her that she had a good martial arts, but she suddenly didn't dare to use it.

"I must bring me!" Little Luzhuzi looked firm.

Seeing the little kid's expression in such a state, Zhao Chonghuan suddenly shook his mind and vaguely remembered Ah Zhao's dream of crying in her hugging her every midnight in childhood.

"Jia Zixian! Let me go!" Jia Zijing was stunned, and then pulled away the little green pillar in anger, "You are honest and eat yours. I have something important to discuss with Zhao Chonghuan. You yellow-haired boy, go play with your Fengyuan!"

"She promised to catch the ghost and took me with her! I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to follow her!" Jia Zixian fully utilized the style of the children of Pingzhang Mansion, being arrogant and unreasonable.

Jia Zijing glared at his cousin, just trying to throw him into the lotus tank of Jucuiju and let him call the hero Sima Guang to save him.

Zhao Chonghuan looked at the two brothers confronting each other and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Then let's do it. The little man and the yaene are in the pavilion. The little man can see us. You can eat and drink with Miss Aqiao. After we discuss, the little man will teach the little man to play the game?" Zhao Chonghuan said with warm words as he narrowed Jia Zixian's eyes.

Jia Zixian was skeptical: "What should you do if you run away again?"

Zhao Chonghuan shook his head quickly: "Didn't you say that I would let Butler Liu drive me out of the mansion if I run away? I dare not run away again!"

"Who dares to chase you away!" Jia Zijing's domineering spirit also caught his head, "Jia Zixian, have you said this? We are serious, why are you yellow-haired boys making trouble!"

"You're just making trouble! You killed Aunt Shi, and Ah Weng will always do yours!" Jia Zixian was not willing to be outdone.

"You, you, who told you?" Jia Zijing's eyes were wider than the copper bell.

"The aunts and aunts in the East Courtyard all say this! You just stay in our house and don't leave, and you're still making trouble all day long!" Jia Zixian opened his mouth and embedded it on the round face like a white steamed bun, opening and closing, and "swoosh" like a blade piercing people's hearts.

"You little brat..." Jia Zijing's face turned green.

"Two young men! Stop talking, brothers, don't say sad things!"

Zhao Chonghuan did not expect that one day she turned into the peacemaker who was the young master of Pingzhang Mansion, which was really a pity that she could not even think of. She quickly pulled Jia Zixian to the table and arranged for him to sit down.

"Young Master, I and Yanei are talking in that pavilion, and I will never go far!" she comforted.

Jia Zijing angrily shook his sleeves and walked out.

Little Luzhuzi glanced at Zhao Chonghuan, and understood in his heart that they didn't want him to hear anything, so he just stayed here: "Okay, I won't make things difficult for you! I'm waiting for you here, hurry up!"
Chapter completed!