She stood quietly in front of the Buddha for a while. She didn't want to meet Manager Lian Er after all, so she took the knife and left in a hurry.
She has no power now, she is nothing more than a useless person, and she has done too many errands for the Marquis in the past. She resigned midway and will be silenced according to the rules.
The retired Jinyi fanzi, no matter how much contribution he made in the past, is still different from the hereditary military households of Jinyiwei.
The Marquis can still save her life now because she is a slave of the Marquis.
She wrapped the knife in a flash silk wrapper and pressed it against her cheek, feeling the coldness.
She thought about it carefully. Yesterday when she entered the study room, the Marquis asked her to have tea with her as usual. The color of the tea was a little unusual. Could it be that it contained the highly poisonous Hedinghong?
Thanks to the arrival of Manager Lian Er, she didn't eat.
I think she gave the second manager a generous gift in advance. The second manager saved her life.
She smiled happily, feeling that she was capable of bending and stretching. She was not one of those inexperienced people who were arrogant and guarded their money without knowing how to save their lives.
Or, she sighed.
——Is it because her temperament has changed due to her serious illness? She is often sick and weak, and she has too many thoughts?
She remembered that it snowed heavily that year, the flowers in the forest were scattered, and the branches were covered with snow and plum blossoms.
The Marquis was still the eldest son. He held up a lamp and promised her under the plum blossom branches in the deep snow: "Xiaowan, you and I are both lonely people. Although we are masters and servants, I cannot marry you, but I will never marry you for the rest of my life."
She thought at that time that Mr. Hou was talking nonsense.
"If I take you as my concubine, I can't bear to humiliate you. The relationship between you and me is like knowing each other, like a close friend, regardless of gender."
When the Marquis is alone with her, he is always deeply affectionate.
If she heard such silly words every year, she would probably take them as true once in a while, right?
After all, she was not only Cao Xiwan at that time.
She is the Qingluo female ghost.
——It is rumored that the only genius in the Jinyi Guard who has mastered the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld is the right-hand man of the Marquis.
Mr. Hou now regretted his decision and married Miss Lou Liu as Mrs. Hou. She was not unhappy either.
But she lowered her eyes and looked at the broken knife in the small package in her arms.
The sword is famous for hundreds of battles.
The owner of the sword is called Zhan Bai Dao.
What is her affection for Mr. Hou?
Maybe just to not regret it, just to forget this person.
Coughing, she walked out of the west corner gate of the Hou's Mansion, said hello to a few of the people on duty, and then returned home.
"Miss Qing, the young lady went to see the house you want to rent and asked someone else to rent it. She is a scholar in a green shirt, a young and handsome young man." It seems that the surname is Liu.
"Huh?" She was startled, "Scholar in green shirt?"
She looked towards the west alley of the back gate of the Hou Mansion.
Along the way, there are rows of houses for domestic slaves. They are small huts built with gray bricks and small courtyards.
Most of the people living in the group houses were domestic slaves from the Hou Mansion who had married and had respectable families.
The tenth household is Cao Xiwan's house. The yard of Zhou Cheng's house is at the opposite door. The two families are neighbors.
Now that Manager Zhou has moved out of the Sanjin Mansion, and his servants are waiting on him, how can he still need the group of rooms allocated to him by the Marquis Mansion?
She originally wanted to rent it and live by herself.
To avoid staring at each other with my parents.
But——the scholar in green shirt?
In her mind, Zhan Baidao, dressed in a scholar's green shirt, flashed in her mind, looking elegant and elegant: "Xiao Wan."
She thought that maybe he was not dead. Maybe the corpse abandoned on the street was just a stand-in.
Zhan Baidao - the leader of the army's secret spies Zhan Baidao, and the confidant of Liang Guogong Lan Yu.
In the alley, she approached quietly. She saw an old ginkgo tree beside the courtyard wall, with eyes full of burning golden color and fallen leaves.
The old wooden door was actually ajar.
There was moss along the door, and she saw fallen leaves rolling all over the yard, and there was actually the sound of a broom sweeping.
It does seem like someone has moved in?
"Who?" came a young man's voice from inside the door.
She was stunned and recognized who it was.
Doctor Liu?
It turned out to be the scholar with a thousand faces, a meticulous work from Yanjing City?
She retracted her foot, which accidentally touched the threshold, and said with a smile: "...I am the neighbor of the Cao family across the street. I stopped by to take a look."
"I don't dare. Xiaosheng is a tenant who has just moved in. He comes to open the door for his neighbor, and his hands are dirty and dirty."
"No need. You're busy - just see you later and say goodbye."
She was polite and held her breath.
Pretend, just pretend.
This guy didn't even leave.
If she hadn't been merciful, she would have killed all seven people in his courtyard.
She listened carefully and heard the sound of a man's footsteps inside and the sound of water being scooped out of a water tank. She caught a glimpse of the elegant silhouette of the scholar in blue shirt at the door.
He doesn't fight a hundred swords.
His temperament is calm and full of vitality, unlike ordinary people.
But this scholar actually wears a big blue cloth apron when sweeping the floor? Like women, he loves cleanliness.
Is he really just Doctor Liu?
She turned around and heard Scholar Liu calling from behind: "My dear neighbor——"
Liu Ruhai wiped water drops on her apron and hurried to the door. He saw her closing the courtyard door with her backhand and her white hand sliding across the door panel.
He seemed angry.
He smiles.
The door in the yard opposite was newly painted last year. The woman was wearing a light shirt and a horse-faced skirt. She was thin and slender. Her gentle cough could be heard through the door.
Is it really the Qingluo female ghost?
he thinks.
Such a woman.
Clear, plain white, cold. Just like the third watch in the night of Jinling, heavy fog locks the palace city, and the crescent moon is half-curved on the eaves of the palace.
Not like ordinary people.
Just like a ghost under the moon.
Yuehun looked like her, squinting her eyes and sneaking behind the door to peek at him.
In the courtyard, a few jujube leaves had fallen, and her mother, Mrs. Wu, was busy in the kitchen.
Her renting a house came to nothing.
She squinted at him through the crack in the door.
One thing she was very proud of after she became seriously ill was that she discovered that she could do whatever she wanted, such as spying on her neighbors, and she had no burden.
Is it because you are born a domestic slave? There is no lower limit, she thought.
She had lived in a cemetery before.
"Xiao Wan, the young man across the street also sent the guarantor of the rental house over. I'm illiterate, please take a look."
"Okay, mother."
She didn't rush to go, and squatted in front of the door. If he dared to stay, of course there were princes and dignitaries in the capital who were willing to protect him.
The deciduous courtyard opposite is covered with moss and granite.
In the yard opposite, Scholar Liu was cleaning in and out, with a snow-white hairband hanging down from his ears.
She thought that if he hadn't been disguised, he would have been a scholar with delicate features, long eyebrows and clear eyes, and a face as gentle as water.
He looks a bit taller and slender, so he must be from the north.
He actually came all the way to Jinling City.
But this is not uncommon either.
She squatted in front of the door and twisted on her stomach, still suspecting that he had changed his appearance.
Wu who came out was shocked.
"Xiao Wan?"
"..." As if nothing had happened, she turned around and went back to her room to change into homely clothes. She put away the knife. She walked to the Four Immortals table in the main room and saw Liu Ruhai's rental guarantor.
These days, when foreigners come to the capital to rent a house, they have to ask a local person to write a guarantee that they are clean and will not commit any crime, so that the neighbors dare to rent.
The first guarantor turned out to be the second son of Duke Xu and the natal brother of Princess Yan.
Another look revealed that the second guarantor was the Sixth Young Master of the Marquis of Nankang Mansion.
She couldn't help but be shocked. This sixth young master actually had a few words with her and heard that he was going to enter the Imperial Guard this year.