His lips were instantly covered, and a pair of slender eyes suddenly appeared in front of her. Zisang was still a little scared and was shocked and sweated in cold sweat, saying, "Let go of your hand...I...I'm not afraid of you. If you can show up every day to meet me, I'm not afraid."

"Silly girl, do you think I'm a ghost?" Yuan Bao looked at Zisang softly, with a deep affectionate look on his face.

"You... aren't you? Didn't you be killed by Master Yuan and hung up the gatehouse?" Zisang was still a little scared. It was one thing to shout from the air. She was still afraid of being intimate with ghosts.

"Silly girl, don't you feel my hands are hot? Look again, I have a shadow." Jin Yuanbao said as he took the opportunity to steal the incense on her hand, smiling like a thief who stole the baby.

Zisang touched his face and his hands with his trembling hands. The wound she had bandaged him yesterday was still there, and her face suddenly turned solemn. She stepped on Jin Yuanbao's instep and cursed: "Fatty, stinky fat man, you dare to lie to me."

She pushed the fat man's extremely heavy body casually, hugged her tightly, and Xiaoyi coaxed him: "Well, I'm really a fat man, you will be sad. I'm afraid you will be sad, so I'm alive again. Be good, don't cry, it's my fault."

"Who is sad for you? Who is sad for you? Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here." Thinking of the words I said to him before, I even made a promise to marry the dark marriage. It's so embarrassing to me. Is this kind of joke easy to make?

"Good Zisang, I have no choice but to come to you right away if you didn't see me? I was just afraid that you wouldn't stand it. Second Young Master looked so sad. I didn't want you to suffer like her." Jin Yuanbao carefully coaxed Zisang's small fist pounded him, as if he was tickling it.

Zisang raised his eyebrows and said, "What second young lady? You mean, do you know the identity of my girl?"

Jin Yuanbao hugged her tightly and changed the topic: "If I don't pretend to die today, Chu Yunyao will definitely not let Fengminglou go. Fengminglou is the hard work of your girl and cannot be completely ruined because of me. Therefore, I can only take this step. If I told you in advance, you will definitely not be so sad, and it will be difficult to deceive Chu Yunyao's people."

Zisang indeed forgot the first topic and said nervously: "Where is the corpse on the gate tower of the town? Whose is it?"

"It's just a scapegoat, it's okay. They can't see that Young Master Yuan's disguise skills are second, and no one dares to be first." Jin Yuanbao smiled.

"Is Mr. Yuan's face real? Is your face real again?" Zi Sang couldn't help but pinch the fat man's face, making the fat man scream.

The two of them stayed warmly in the room for a while. Zisang was thinking about Pei Xiaoqing. She knew that Pei Xiaoqing was also very sad about Jin Yuanbao's life, and misunderstood Young Master Yuan, so she had to explain it clearly.

Yuanbao pulled her sleeve and said, "What are you going to persuade? If the young master resents Mr. Yuan, then it is what Mr. Yuan deserves to bear. Don't go. It would be better to let the young master be cold for a few days. Anyway, in a few days, I will personally apologize to the young master."

Pei Xiaoqing was really sad, sitting alone in the room, and at this time, Meizi came over and reported, "Miss Cousin, the guest in the west wing is getting angry again. Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Chapter completed!