The moment the frost came out, Mei Siyu could hardly believe his eyes:
This person, this person...
Hanshuang also expressed strong shock when he saw Mei Siyu.
Her eyes widened and she turned around, wanting to tell the lady...
Mei Siyu rushed up and covered her mouth.
Hanshuang struggled for a while and relaxed after realizing that Mei Siyu had no ill intentions.
Mei Siyu let her go, Hanshuang immediately said:
"The young lady is inside. She is still sick. I hope the young master will not disturb her too much."
Mei Siyu finally restrained his murderous aura and impulse, and nodded cautiously.
The next moment, he suddenly straightened his clothes and opened the door.
"Hanshuang, what's wrong?"
Bai Yuyue came down from the bed and took off her shoes. She was only wearing a coat and had not put it on.
Then she seemed to see a tall man's figure breaking in from the door and projected onto the screen.
This is no small surprise.
But thinking of what Hanshuang said just now, he was obviously trying to comfort himself. This person was not only an acquaintance, but also had no ill intentions toward him.
Could it be the third brother?
Mei Siyu also felt strange.
The layout here is clearly the style of Yin State.
But why, it always gives people a very familiar and comfortable feeling.
Even the warm and soft fragrance in the air has a gentle meaning.
The landscape scroll hanging on the wall is vast and majestic, and there are a few plum blossoms in the celadon vase in the corner.
The exquisite red sandalwood case and the bookshelf are full of books.
But there is no painting on the screen, but a piece of calligraphy.
From the furnishings, you can see the owner’s aspirations and interests.
Going around the screen, a bead curtain blocked his view.