It was already late at night when Su Shijun returned to Qingqiu Mansion.
The silent aura filled the entire Beta Town with omnipresent. The quiet Qingqiu Mansion was shrouded under a thin layer of Gothic black veil, like a noble girl in a wide black robe, sitting upright under the moon, realizing the distance between morality and the starry sky.
Most of the servants in the mansion have already rested.
Su Shijun didn't plan to disturb them again.
She was like a green butterfly, floating quietly through the garden, patio, door and corridor. Until the entrance of the study, she suddenly stopped. She originally planned to go to the study to process some experimental reports that she had just reported in the evening, but now, she changed her mind and turned to the restaurant.
I just sat silently in the darkness, slowly looking through the materials in my hand in the moonlight.
The head maid from the mansion appeared at the door of the restaurant at some time and looked at her lady with some concern. She wanted to speak but stopped, but she didn't say anything after all. She just quietly served her hot tea and some snacks.
“—Did you sleep with Dongdong?”
Su Shijun put down the experimental report in her hand and suddenly asked.
Su Man lowered her head, and replied in a very light but very quickly: "I have rested. Today, Su Yi, Su Shuang, and Susan took Miss Dongdong to play in the garden for a long time. It seemed that she had a wedding for a flower sperm and a grass sperm, so she slept earlier than usual. She drank hot goat milk before going to bed... Well, she fell asleep on the table without finishing drawing the 100 talismans you arranged. I took my own initiative and did not let her continue painting."
Su Shijun nodded with a very small amplitude.
"You did a good job." Having said that, she paused for a moment, but she sighed with a little displeasure: "——I can't finish a hundred talismans, but she still..."
The muttering behind is very light, making people feel indescribable.
After a while, her voice became a little louder, and she asked casually, "——Have you heard from him today?"
Su Man obviously knew who she was referring to.
"No." The maid replied in a low voice: "At noon, Hank from D&K came to greet him, and said that he had not received any news from Master Zheng Qing for several months. Now the store operation is always followed by Master Xiao Xiao's arrangements. In the afternoon, Su Ya went to see Li Meng, and there was no news there, but..."
"But what?"
"—But I heard from Li Meng that Miss Jiang Yu has returned to Zhongshan and has not been on Bouji Island these days. I have no way to confirm this matter further."
call!
Su Shijun suddenly stood up, waved her sleeves, turned around and walked out of the restaurant: "—It's okay, I know where she went. I'll give the study a cup of hot goat milk later."
The head maid agreed respectfully and quietly retreated into the darkness.
The blue butterfly came to the entrance of the study again.
This time, she pushed open the door directly.
But as soon as one foot stepped in, she stayed in place, and her whole body emitted a breath called "Scamd". After stopping, she still steadily stepped in her second foot.
“—I thought you planned not to come to the study all night.”
Behind the desk, a slightly lazy and hoarse voice came.
The owner of the voice is a tall and beautiful witch. Her temperament is similar to the owner of Qingqiu Mansion who just entered the door, but she looks more mature.
The uninvited guest was wearing a slightly gorgeous silk robe, covered with a snow-white hair towel, and looked like he had just left the bath. Several strands of black hair played out the towel, which was in sharp contrast to her snow-white skin.
At this moment, her bare feet were stacked on Su Shijun's desk. When she saw her master coming, her toes bent happily, as if she was saying hello. Su Shijun ignored this very impolite and unsovereign act.
"Good evening, Ms. Su."
The last three words she seemed to hum from her nose - in a sense, her degree of impoliteness was not much different from the one behind the desk.
"Not good at all."
The witch behind the desk was holding a small pen on her fingernails. When she heard this, she sighed without raising her head: "——The most promising child in the family has given birth to a child in an unmarried manner. She agreed to get married in the middle of the year. It is almost the end of the year, but there is no news of marriage. It is said that the fiancé has all run away... The other old guys are waiting to see me laugh at me."
Su Shijun's silver teeth were biting secretly.
But I could only keep my breath in my stomach.
The sound of footsteps came from the corridor, and the head maid who brought hot goat milk.
"Miss."
Su Man stood behind Su Shijun, and was a little hesitant to go in. When he saw the witch behind the desk, he immediately lowered his eyelids and greeted him respectfully: "———Old ancestor."
"Call me lady!" The witch behind the desk waved her hand a little unhappy, and the goat milk in the headmaid's hand flew into the study lightly: "——How many times have I said it, those two words will call me old!"
"Okay, Madam Ancestor." Su Man bowed his head respectfully and agreed and quietly retreated.
The ancestor Qingqiu rolled his eyes very well.
Holding the cup, she blew a lightly breath, as if she wanted to cool the hot goat milk, but the wind left her mouth and seemed to turn into an invisible big hand, dragging someone who had been blocking the door and seemed to want to run away at any time into the room, and then closed the door of the study heavily.
Su Shijun had a stern face and was ready to suffer again with his ears.
Without an opening remark or any preparation, the lazy and hoarse voice came from behind the desk: "—The wizards of ancient families have enough keen insight into fate. This is not the skill that suddenly becomes a great wizard or a legendary nouveau riche... It takes a long time to accumulate, then qualitatively change, inherit in blood, and become the innate intuition of descendants. This is not a simple pile of magic, but the result of time brewing.
We can realize that an investment will produce a rich return, see the treasure qi that soars into the sky, and can also detect where the danger comes from... and then interrupt the signs of this danger before things are completely out of control."
“—What the hell do you want to say?”
"——The father of your child is in a dangerous situation. I believe you have some awareness of this."
The ancestor Qingqiu used a very difficult word to describe a male witch: "He is a big trouble, and he will also have big trouble... but at the same time, he is also a treasure that is vague. Just like there is a subtle border between criminals and politicians, there is also that border between day and night, between moon and alliances, between trouble and treasures."
Su Shijun snorted in a muffled voice: "——He is a human, not a thing!"
As soon as she said that, she realized the subtle error of her wording - although he was indeed not a thing - and paused for a moment, and she finally corrected her words slightly: "—I mean, he has just graduated from school, and many of his children of this age are still in school!"
The witch behind the desk put down her cup and shook her head with a very small amplitude.
"No one will treat the principal's closed disciple as a child." She looked over the witch's shoulders and looked in the other direction of the mansion, adding: "——Even if no one will treat the person who is already a father of four children as a child."
"so?"
"Do you need to say it more clearly? He is walking on a very dangerous road now, and you seem to want to stay by his side. This is your freedom and I will not interfere. But at the same time, you are also the representative of Qingqiu. I hope to confirm that you are now sober enough... Looking into my eyes and answering me, is this your final choice?"